Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "I heard that you had a wonderful vacation. I look forward to seeing your report."

　　 When the carriage started to move, the old man joked.

　　 "Interesting..."

　　 He held his head and leaned his head on the carriage, then took out a document bag from the suitcase and handed it to Miss Bevana. The document bag is very thick, and it contains the whole story of the incident and most of the valuable information collected.

　　 As for the remaining scattered documents, materials, and the relics of the criminals, they are still in the mountain villa covered by the avalanche, and I believe the church will deal with it.

　　 Miss Bevanna did not open them immediately, but set them aside. She looked at Jenkins and asked, "You seem to be more tired. Why, are you so tired from train travel?"

　　 "Yes, I have encountered an extraordinary thing...sage~"

　　 He closed his eyes and groaned/groaned, and then took the initiative to speak about the weird dream and the new ability he gained afterwards.

　　Miss Bevanna listened quietly, and suddenly realized what it was, but the old man took the initiative to explain before she spoke.

"Jenkins, don't worry. That is B-01-5-0002, the Emerald Dream, a huge illusory world constructed by ancient alien species. After alien species fade from the material world, there will still be some occasional errors by the gifters. Enter it, if you are lucky, you can get a gift from a different species. Look, are you lucky enough to acquire an ability soon?"

　　 "Is that so? The bartender and the drink that appeared in the restaurant car before the dream began..."

　　The place where the story happened is obviously in the train just now, at least Jenkins believes this now.

　　 "It's all illusions. After all, the Emerald Dream is not a place suitable for humans. Before entering there, you are already in the gap between reality and illusion. Those are all illusions. I think you need a good rest."

"Is that right?"

　　 Jenkins asked a little dazedly, he is now sluggish, and since the old man said this, he believed it.

　　 The carriage drove Jenkins back to the intersection of St. George Street. The old man gave him the new lock key after the renovation, and then watched Jenkins walk towards his house with Miss Bevana.

　　 "You should know..."

　　Ms. Bevanna carefully considered her words, the old man said just now is indeed the truth, but it is incomplete.

　　 "Of course I know that the opening conditions of the Emerald Dream must be guided by the elves. The experience of Jenkins means that those pointed ears who live in the blossoming forest have finally come to him."

　　 Dad’s expression is normal, as if discussing tomorrow’s breakfast with a woman.

　　 "But..."

　　Miss Bevanna wanted to say something, but was interrupted again.

"This is normal, Bevana. After all, it is the bloodline of the sacrificial priest of the ruler. Who would have thought that the descendants of the illegitimate children of the Middleton family could have such an obvious return to their ancestors? This is destiny for the elves and sages. The grace of the church is the great master and righteous God’s blessing to all things. We should accept all of this with a normal attitude."

　　 Dad is still very calm, although the carriage has started again, but he is still looking at the direction when Jenkins left. The curtains of the carriage swayed to cover the house, and the wheels creaked against the snow on the ground, and he turned his head:

"No matter what the reason for the elf's appearance this time, it will not have a negative impact on Jenkins. What we can do is to wait for the world tree seedlings on him to grow. Other things are not important. Forget about it, now. You need to go back to the church and take a good rest, tomorrow morning to deal with the bad things that Jenkins encountered on this trip."

　　 He reached out his hand to the file bag, and Miss Bevana nodded in silence. But she didn't think that the appearance of the elves did not need attention. Those pointed ears hadn't appeared in the material world for many years, and the old man had obviously overlooked one thing: in Jenkins's account, he suddenly understood the elves.

　　 This is very unusual, because it is impossible to learn such abilities through the Emerald Dream. This can only show that the power of the Emerald Dream and the resonance of Jenkins's own power further activate the great power that appears in the bloodline.

　　 It may not take long at all for the World Tree to fully awaken on Jenkins, and the church is obviously not ready yet.

　　 She will not disobey her father, after all, father is also her teacher in name. But not interfering with the things of the elves does not mean not interfering with the things of Jenkins.

　　The Son is the spokesperson of the gods in the material world, so dedicating everything to Jenkins is the same as dedicating to the sage. This is not a woman's crazy idea. It is described in all the religious scriptures of the church, and this is a matter of course.

　　 She will seriously investigate the matter of [the player]. It may be good to follow the development of fate, but Bevana is definitely not a person who is waiting to die.

　　 (Chocolate snoring...)

　　 woke up physically and mentally, as if the melancholic things had never happened last night. He was still sleeping on the carpet in front of the fireplace, and the cheerful chocolate had already woke up and was standing on the window sill looking out.

　　 It is snowing outside, but it is not the blizzard in the snow-capped mountains, but the ornamental light snow. Nolan's spring will start in mid-March every year, and it is still the coldest day in winter.

　　Because he bought the house of the widow next door, he arranged for construction workers to erect an air bridge on the second floor to connect the two houses before the start of the holiday.

　　 But they didn't do as required. Instead, they broke the wall of the two houses facing each other on the first floor, completely connected their first floors, and moved the door to the center.

　　 did not do this on the second floor, but opened windows and doors on the opposite wall, making the extra roof on the first floor a rooftop-like position.

　　 But according to Jenkins's understanding, the damaged walls are load-bearing walls that cannot be moved easily. Since the house is still intact, it shows that the church has mobilized extraordinary power to help in this matter.

　　 This kind of reconstruction is better, and the usable area is greatly increased.

　　 Excitedly, he and the cat went on an "expedition" in the new house before breakfast, and they had a lot of fun with one person and one cat. While stepping on slippers to go out to fetch newspapers and milk, Jenkins met Mr. Goodman, a neighbor who happened to be out.

　　 Although today is Saturday, he still has to work. As a newcomer, hard work can ensure one's survival.

Chapter 713 The Seven Hundred Chapter Final New Book

　　 "Good morning, Mr. Goodman!"

　　 "Good morning, Baron Williams!"

　　 The two greeted each other as usual, and it has been a long time since this kind of dialogue had happened because of the evil **** and son.

　　 Jenkins noticed that his neighbor used "Baron" instead of "Mr.". He didn't quite understand the reason for this change.

　　 He turned around and returned to his house when he said hello, but he saw Mr. Goodman walking quickly to the fence of Jenkins's house with his black briefcase. Although the gardens of the two houses were merged, the two fences remained.

　　 "Do you have anything else?"

　　 He asked while taking the letter from the mailbox, and glanced at the mailing address. It turned out to be the old painter Grant. The two met before Jenkins left Nolan City. He did not say that he was looking for Jenkins.

　　 "Sorry to disturb you for a while, but I actually have a question I want to ask you."

　　 "Just say it, we are friendly neighbors, my house decoration, won't it bother you?"

　　 Jenkins clipped the letter in the newspaper and waited for Mr. Goodman to say something. The front page of the morning paper today is a photo of a man with a big nose. He is dressed in formal attire and raised his hands to face the camera. He doesn't know what he is doing.

　　 "Oh, that's it, I have some spare gold pounds in my hands now, and I want to invest in invention projects in the newspaper."

　　 said, handing the page of paper in his hand to Jenkins, he glanced at it roughly, it is very common for inventors to solicit investors. As for that invention, it was named [Multi-functional semi-automatic steam power multi-layer lifting hanger based on the principle of lever transmission].

　　 It took him nearly a minute to successfully distinguish the meaning of the name.

　　 "I want to ask you whether this project is reliable and whether I should invest money in it. Please don't feel embarrassed. I only need some suggestions. Any suggestion is fine."

　　 After finishing speaking, he looked at Jenkins eagerly, as if he would be able to guide him like a sage in ancient mythology in the next moment.

"Ok......"

　　 Jenkins is the **** of lies and not wealth. He cannot answer this question. He knew very well the reason why his kind neighbor asked for advice, probably because the newspapers were still advocating his key role in the "Fabry scam."

　　 The reputation he has gained in this incident has completely overshadowed the reputation of well-known writers. Now that Jenkins Williams is mentioned, the first thing people think of is the nobleman who uncovered the legendary scam.

　　 Finally, Jenkins can only regret to tell his neighbors, "Investment is risky, and you need to be cautious in spending money." But Mr. Goodman was not disappointed, but left happily as if he had received the will of the gods. He sincerely hopes that his neighbor will not fail in the investment game, after all, his last neighbor has died.

　　Purchasing the house of Widow Margaret means that Mrs. Margaret’s neighbor is now his neighbor. The adjacent house belonged to a businessman who was doing business in Nolan. He used to live on this street, but he has not moved back after the incident of the son of God. Jenkins had the intention to visit, but couldn't find the opportunity, so he could only give up.

　　I just returned from a distance yesterday, and my father allowed Jenkins to take a day off before going to work. There are a lot of things for him today, and there are still many people and events waiting for him in Nolan City, which has been away for a week.

　　 While having breakfast while reading the newspaper, he opened the old painter's letter by the way. The two collaborated very successfully in "The Stories of Foreign Landlords", and Jenkins's second book cover and illustrations were drawn by him himself using [Reading], so the two did not collaborate for the second time.

　　 This letter from the old painter asks Jenkins to authorize him to use the last illustration to participate in the recent exhibition in Nolan. The news of the exhibition is also in the corner of the newspaper, but I just didn't notice it.

　　 Those illustrations were bought by Jenkins earlier, and according to the current law, all the rights of use belong to him. The paintings participating in the exhibition require a certificate of creation and the right to use, so the old Grant will write to request authorization.

　　 "Of course it can."

　　 He took the pen and wrote the reply and authorization, and then went out with the cat. I first went to the post office to mail the letter, and then bought this month’s "Tropical Disease Medical Perspective", and then in the Quill Makers Club, I met the bookseller Mr. Bro and his new book "Frozen".

　　 After so much time, even demigods and indescribable monsters have died a lot, and this book finally came out.

　　 Mr. Bro looked very excited, and he didn't know if it was because he finally finished it, or because he saw Jenkins again. When he and Jenkins first worked together, the young man was just an apprentice in an antique shop with nothing. Although he is still an apprentice in an antique shop, his other identities have left most of the city beyond reach.

　　 Mr. Bro brought a whole carton of new books this time so that Jenkins could distribute them to his friends. The cover of the new book was drawn by Jenkins using [Read and Write]. The composition is very simple. The two princesses stand in front of the cliff and watch the sunrise and the vast snow-capped mountains in the distance.

　　 The style of painting this time is more realistic. After obtaining the consent of Miss Stuart and Julia, the face shape borrowed their image. Even though Jenkins doesn't have any artistic cells, there is such a convenient tool as [Read and Write]. One thought is a picture, and it is not troublesome to change it.

"Today is Saturday, and I plan to officially release this book on Monday. This time it is not the first release in Nolan City, but the whole kingdom! Somehow, this time even the kingdom’s cultural department actively cooperated. Bless the sage, bless the traveler!"

　　 Mr. Blow announced excitedly, and while talking, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. The temperature inside the club is very high, which is not friendly to people of his size.

　　 He is very confident now. If it is not for the lack of channels in his hands and Jenkins himself does not have the will, otherwise he would even dare to sell the whole continent together. Anyway, this book will never be unsalable, and he is very sure of this.

　　 The agreement on the new book was signed before then, and this time Mr. Brow didn’t just notify Jenkins to pick up the book, he also asked the young writer if he was ready to sign the book.

　　 This is a new marketing method that has emerged in recent years. On the one hand, it has narrowed the relationship between readers and writers. On the other hand, it has allowed some young and handsome writers to use their "advantages" other than writing skills to gain more readers.

　　PS: Bookseller Bro believes in a vanity traveler who has the [contract] priesthood, so he lamented "sage blessing, traveler blessing".

Chapter 714 Chapter 701 New Slate

　　 "No need, don't make it so troublesome."

　　 Jenkins doesn't have so much time, and accidents are always easy to happen in crowded places. He is very aware of this.

The servants of the 　　 club helped Jenkins move the box of books to the carriage, and the guards of the Church of the Sages were responsible for moving them down.

　　 Even if he no longer lives in the church, the room where he lived for half a month is still reserved for Jenkins. He temporarily placed the box in the corner of the room, took out a book lying on his desk and signed his name, and then came to Luen with the cat in his arms.

　　 Just when the body appeared, the door of the bedroom was pushed in. Alexia, dressed in casual clothes and a long-brimmed lace hat, walked in from the outside carrying a red women's suitcase, followed by a servant.

　　 She immediately turned to look at the maid. The maid’s eyes were confused, and then she walked away quickly as if she had received some order.

　　 "Welcome back, Alexia!"

　　 He immediately put the cat down and greeted him, took the woman's suitcase, and put it down by the wall.

　　 "Thank you... although this is my room. Oh, has your book finally been released? Although only three months have passed, it feels like half a year has passed."

　　 She noticed the book Jenkins was holding and realized what it was all at once. The woman looked tired, but she was very happy to be greeted by Jenkins the first time she came back.

　　 "Yes, I just got it from my bookseller."

　　 He still remembered that he had promised Miss Stuart to make her the first reader, so he rushed over in a hurry.

"May I take a look at it?"

"of course."

　　 Jenkins handed the book to Alexia, who had just returned. But she didn't open it, but put it directly on her desk:

　　 "It's mine."

　　 She smiled at Jenkins and said, "You can get another copy for our friend, and I can give it to her on your behalf."

　　 Jenkins hoped that Miss Stuart didn’t know what had happened. He couldn’t get the book back from Alexia, so he could only ask the Protoss to send a new one.

　　 The remaining books in the box he prepared to give to friends in the church, Miss Bevanna, and Fini. Father's book was given to him when he went to the antique shop tomorrow, and Hathaway and Britney's books were delivered directly by mail.

　　 He still doesn't know how to face Britney, and intends not to be alone with her for the time being until a suitable solution is considered.

　　 When I went to see Miss Bevanna, I heard from her about the Doomsday Tablet. That was the third day after Jenkins left Nolan. Miss Audrey, who was good at divination, found it under the destroyed Hammerhead Street. The workers in charge of the excavation only had to dig less than three feet before collapsing from a certain building. Found it under the house.

　　 Jenkins did not see the slate with his own eyes, because now the thing has been sent out of Nolan. But according to past experience, it should have golden aura.

　　The content of the slate was clearly remembered by Miss Bevanna, and retelled it to Jenkins:

　　【Blood moon crosses the sky, Liushen is present;

　　 Different species run rampant, and the phantom ends.

　　The seed of calamity is buried in the soil,

　　 The star of salvation shines in the starry sky.

　　The great bowed his head and looked down at the veins of fate;

　　 The humble person raised his head and didn't know the final game ahead.

　　 Greed must be retributed!

　　 The benevolent waits for the blessing!

　　The third act is over,

　　 The stage of destiny is about to be unveiled.

　　 The curtain opened,

　　 The bell rang,

　　The gods compose music,

　　 Destiny choreography.