Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 This is a terrible corrosive, and there are many potholes on the ground in an instant. But the good news is that the wardrobe itself is not affected by this pus, otherwise a fierce battle will inevitably begin.

　　 was hesitating whether to use the Bone Holy Sword to solve it. Unexpectedly, the professor who had been lying on the ground suddenly violent, bounced off the ground like stepping on a spring, and directly hit the cabinet.

　　 He didn't want a suicide attack, but just hit the half-open cabinet door with his body. A hand with corpse spots stretched out from the cabinet to stop the professor's behavior, but the professor's strength was greater than the strength of the corpse. Even if the left arm had been corroded by pus, he could still hold the cabinet a little bit in the fight. The door is closed.

　　 Jenkins glanced at the alarm clock at the door, he smiled and watched the scene, and didn't mean to speak. It seems that a trouble must be solved in order to get the opportunity to reduce the time, but simply finding the trouble is not enough.

　　 After the cabinet door was closed, due to an unknown principle, the corpse inside did not actively push the door out again. Jenkins hurried over to check the professor's situation. His left arm had been corroded because it had been in contact with a lot of pus, and the bones could almost be seen.

　　 Accompanied by the babble, the stench came from the arm under the robe. Jenkins weighed it up, and did not choose to retain precious treatment opportunities. He also did not directly treat it, but first treated the areas that were still corroded with a blessed silver knife, and then burned it with the flame of the purification candle to purify the candle before activating [Life Source] to help the professor's arm restore to its original appearance.

　　Professor seems to be in a bad state of mind. According to his description, he tried to search for useful things in the room on the first floor, and then he was frightened by a large number of crooks. In the end, he took only the tongs and left, but due to mental trauma, he fell into the living room on the first floor.

　　 When he regained consciousness, Jenkins had already opened the closet door. The confused professor realized the seriousness of the matter, so he sacrificed his arms and closed the closet without hesitation.

　　 "Actually, you don't have to be like this, I can solve that terrible corpse."

　　 Jenkins thought in his heart, but didn't say it. After all, the professor wanted to help him sincerely.

　　 Although he was rescued, the professor has not yet recovered his combat effectiveness. His condition is still not good, he seems to be on the verge of being unconscious and awake, and he may faint again at any time.

　　 Jenkins whispered to the professor about his guess about this treacherous situation. The professor just kept nodding his head, but did not comment.

　　 Trouble will never give Jenkins a chance to rest again, thinking about how to deal with the current trouble, the next thing is a knock on the door. But this time it was not that the corpse knocked on the closet door again, but the basement door was knocked, and the alarm clock also issued the malicious words again:

　　【In this terrible doomsday, you are not the only ones who can survive, and besides the survivors, some weird and twisted things are also spying on the bodies and souls of mortals. Something knocked on the door of the basement, maybe it was good intentions or malicious, of course, you can choose to ignore it. 】

　　 Choosing to ignore is the safest way, but now Jenkins is eager to find events that can shorten the time. Encountering those events is bound to be dangerous, and how to balance danger and opportunity becomes crucial.

Chapter 1028 Chapter One Thousand and Ten Past Fragments

　　 The knock on the door continued to sound, and this is a sly state, and ordinary divination methods are difficult to be effective. Of course, even if divination is effective in a treacherous realm, Jenkins has no hope for his divination ability. He wanted to ask the professor for advice, but the professor fainted again, so he could only shout loudly:

"who is it?"

　　 But no one responded.

　　After thinking about it for a long time, the knock on the door became weaker and weaker, as if he wanted to leave. Jenkins glanced at the wardrobe in the corner, then at the alarm clock with a disgusting expression, and finally walked up the steps of the basement, took a breath and opened the door a gap.

　　 The scene outside the door was terrible. It was an ordinary apartment half an hour ago. Now the walls and floor are covered by a thick pink carpet, and black tentacles grow from all around, swaying in the air.

　　The black aura is everywhere, and even the person who knocked on his fingers has a black aura. It was a middle-aged man with a chubby figure and a businessman, but it was his hat with a human face, not the expressionless human face under his head.

　　 "Hello, I am a businessman who buys water, do you want to trade?"

　　 speaks with a very heavy accent, it takes a lot of work for Jenkins to understand what he is talking about.

　　 "What water do you want?"

　　 If it's just ordinary water, Jenkins can create a large amount of water with one use [read and write].

　　 "I only need water with extraordinary power or blood from a living person."

　　 There was a long slender tongue sticking out of the mouth of the human face on the hat, it seemed that he wanted to lick Jenkins's face, but the flames escaping from Jenkins's pores organized this behavior.

　　 "How about it, your blood or your partner's blood is fine."

　　 Hat said, and then added in a seductive tone:

　　 "Any amount is fine, you can provide me with blood that can keep you fighting power. No matter how much blood you trade with me, the alarm clock will decrease when..."

　　 "Do you know what we are doing?"

　　 Jenkins asked abruptly.

"of course."

　　The tone of the hat rose inexplicably high.

　　 "I want to know what is going on this time."

　　 The weird feeling is getting stronger and stronger. This time, there is absolutely something wrong with the treacherous state.

　　 "Yes, but you have to trade with me."

　　 The hat did not refuse, which surprised Jenkins very much.

　　 He hesitated, then took the pen that he had brought down from the second floor, unscrewed the back cover, and motioned the hat to pay attention to the ink-filled pouch.

　　 "Do these liquids meet your requirements?"

　　 The inspiration of this pen comes from these inks. If Jenkins could take it out, he would try to integrate it with his [Creation Pencil], but now it seems impossible.

　　 "Heh~"

　　 The hat on the man's head outside the door showed a dismissive expression, which was obviously different from what it had imagined. But no matter how small a mosquito is, it is meat. The hat thought about it, and he controlled his body to take out the pen from the pocket.

　　 It is not a hand at all, but a part with a structure similar to a claw.

　　 Maybe it was too long to open the door. Jenkins noticed that the carpet outside the door was trying to attack the basement. The candle held by Jenkins spreads its flames, wraps the door frame, and burns any meat attempting to enter in a short time. There should be no problem.

　　 Just staring at the environment outside the door for too long, Jenkins once again felt the nausea and uncomfortable feeling just now. He wants to end the transaction as soon as possible, and the person outside the door also thinks so.

　　 "You are so stingy, then all right."

　　 He seemed to suddenly lose interest in Jenkins, "This is the end..."

　　 "I know, but I want to know if this is a fictional doomsday, or something that has happened in the past?"

　　 Even knowing that the slyland is a small fragment separated from the dominating space, the slyland this time is somewhat unexpected. Jenkins firmly believes that this so-called "doom" is not so simple. Another proof is that he has never encountered such a complicated situation before.

　　 "This is an interesting question, but unfortunately I can't answer you."

　　 The person outside the door shook his head to express regret, but Jenkins believed that he could not answer, which to a certain extent indicated that this treacherous situation is most likely a fragment of the past.

　　 "But how can the dominating world completely preserve a fragment of the past."

　　 thought in his heart, the man who had not left outside the door continued to speak again:

"But since I took your things, I naturally want to give a little hint...If you really want to peek into the truth of this paradox, then it is better to think about what is guiding you... ...."

　　 After speaking, he turned and left. The tentacles on the pink carpet wanted to get close to the man wearing the hat, but they were immediately cut by an invisible knife and broke into two pieces at once.

　　 "Guide me..."

　　 When closing the door hard, I heard the alarm announcing that the time was shortened again. Only then did Jenkins think that it was this alarm clock that would guide everyone after entering the treacherous realm.

　　 "Alarm clock...Time...Could it be that this treacherous state comes from a master in charge of the realm of time?"

　　 This is not impossible, and in this way, it is completely understandable for the cause of the fragments of the treacherous world this time.

　　 "The time-distorting world, so the fragments of the past can be preserved. This time, the paradox is a fragment of a catastrophe in the past, but I don't know whether it is an ordinary disaster in the era or a catastrophe at the end of the era.

　　 Although there is no evidence, Jenkins has believed his guess. He sniffed, picked up the cat guarding the miner's lamp, and prepared to face the next test.

　　 In fact, the difficulty of this time is a bit lower than Jenkins expected, especially since he and the cat brought a lot of items from the second floor. In the following time, Jenkins discovered that every item can actually be used to solve a certain event. As long as the corresponding item is in hand, the danger is not very big.

　　 The corpse of the man in the cabinet in the corner needs a figurine of a woman with a broken arm. That is what Jenkins wanted to understand after finding a hole in the wall and blinding that eye with a poker.

　　 And once you have this kind of thinking, things will be easy to deal with afterwards. Even if Jenkins and the cat can't bring all the useful things downstairs, his force can barely solve some unmanageable accidents.

　　 stayed in the basement for three hours in a blink of an eye, and because of repeated reductions, the time needed to stay in the treacherous realm was left for the last half an hour.

　　 lay on the ground panting heavily, some people were afraid that if he hadn't cheated with that extra black chess piece just now, how should he deal with the chess demon who got in from the sewer.

Chapter 1029 The first thousand and eleven chapters are familiar tricks

　　 Jenkins's rest time is not long. In fact, less than half a minute after the chess demon retreated, the **** clock announced the event again.

　　 knocked on the door again, Jenkins didn't want to pay attention to it, because he urgently needs a rest now. But immediately noticed that from the crack in the basement door, black sewage with a foul smell actually seeped in.

　　 This means that the person outside the door cannot refuse. If the door is not opened, the problem may be quite serious. And if you open the door, in accordance with the usual characteristics of the deception, the strongest danger will also appear whenever the end of the deception is approaching.

　　 "I want to see who it is..."

　　 He told the worried cat not to approach the door, and staggered to the door. After taking a deep breath, he opened the door again.

　　 Outside the door is a monster with cyan skin, like a bronze urn. It is like a monster in ancient myths and stories, and it is also like a monster in stories passed down from generation to generation. He was low and fat, both ears and eyes were scaryly big, and his large twelve fingers were wearing gemstone rings of different colors, and black water with a foul smell constantly oozing from his waist.

　　 Jenkins' flame immediately surrounded the door frame as before, but it was obviously not easy to resist the carpet and sewage at the same time.

　　 "Oh, long time no see."

　　 The monster said in a sweet and greasy voice, and its two big eyes, which occupied almost one-third of the face, narrowed into a gap.

　　 "A-05-1-4490, lucky bad luck."

　　 Jenkins also recognized the thing in front of him. It was it that Fini’s cousin’s house was destroyed. When Jenkins and Fini escaped from that house, they even lost a precious Class C gift that could hold water.

　　 looked at the sewage flowing out of the monster's waist. When we met last time, he didn't possess such water control ability until he took away the gift of Jenkins.

　　 "Sorry, I don't want to use my family to exchange luck with you."

　　 wanted to close the door as he said, but immediately heard the alarm clock behind him giggling, the door didn't move at all.

　　 "No, no, I don't want to exchange luck with you, the last time I bet on dice, but it was the first time I lost since this era."

　　 The big-headed monster outside the door said with a smile, and then put his hands together. When opened again, a golden balance appeared between Jenkins and the monster.

　　 The balance spins slowly horizontally, and finally one end goes deep into the door and stops in front of Jenkins, and the other end stays outside the door and stops in front of the monster.

"Since you can live to this day, I think I probably also know something about us. To be honest, I didn't expect that I finally escaped the treacherous realm and entered the material world, and was sucked in again after a few epochs. ...I don't want to embarrass you, bet on three rounds, and I will go if you win two rounds."

　　 "What to bet? How to bet?"

　　 In fact, Jenkins has no right to refuse, because he really can't close the door, and the alarm clock behind him must be tricking him.

"We take turns to place items on the balance first, and the second one needs to place other items of the same type. Whoever is heavier wins. The winner takes all, and all six items belong to him. This balance uses you humans. In other words, it is a Class B item that I accidentally obtained, which can measure the value of any similar item. I think you should know that in terms of rules, lie is not allowed in treacherous land, so I will not lie to you."

　　 It squinted at Jenkins and added:

　　 "I don't want to embarrass you, so you let it go first."

　　 If Jenkins starts the first game, it means he can also start the third game. Considering that you have to put similar items every time, the person who starts out must have the advantage.

　　 "What does it want to do?"

　　 Jenkins doesn't believe in nonsense such as "I don't want to embarrass you".

　　 "Could it be..."

　　After thinking about it again and again, Jenkins called out his holy sword and placed it on the balance once. The sword was even bigger than the balance, but the balance held the sword firmly, and it began to tilt towards Jenkins.

　　 "Oh, I don't have a weapon. You won the first game."

　　 The monster on the opposite side didn't even think about it, and said directly, so Jenkins' sword returned automatically.

　　 "Look, I really won't embarrass you."

　　 It continued to use that sweet and greasy sound, which made Jenkins, who was already a headache, even more uncomfortable. The world in his eyes has already had some ghosts, and there is also a slight buzzing sound in his ears. This is not a good phenomenon.

　　 "But I have to win at least one round, don't I? I am also a decent person."

　　 It said so, and his thick fingers flicked slightly, and all the twelve rings fell on the tray of the balance. It was a ring, but it turned into a shiny coin when it fell into the balance. The shape and size of the coin made Jenkins very familiar.

　　 "Twelve Sin Coins—Ring of Doom. It's your turn."

　　 It seems pretty sure that Jenkins will never come up with so many sin coins. In fact, this is true. The last time Jenkins had 12 sin coins was the last day of last year.

　　 "Okay, you won."

　　 Jenkins said so, and then put his hand into his robe to touch the last thing, the monster outside the door immediately said:

"I have to remind you that although I will not embarrass you, I also want to win. Oh yes, who doesn't want to win? Everyone wants to win, and I am no exception, so please show your most valuable things Right."

　　 The twelve rings of doom returned to its fingers. Due to the inconsistent proportions of the body, the monster’s fingers could only tap on its waist, but it still made a booming sound:

　　 "You have to be cautious, sir, if I win, I can go directly into the basement. This is one of the rules of this treacherous world."

　　 At the same time, the alarm clock behind him giggled again. Jenkins can be sure that the alarm clock and the things outside the door belong to the same group, and the emergence of the treacherous scene is not an accident.

　　 "So you must use the most valuable things to bet with me, I think you should have something that you don't know the use of..."

　　 It is still concealing its small purpose, but it is obviously not good enough.

　　 "You mean this?"

　　 Among the things brought from the second floor, including the resurrection feathers brought down by the cat, have been used, and now only the empty water cup obtained from the bathroom is left.

　　 "Oh, no, no, I can win this, I have a better water storage tool. In fact, I have accumulated countless special items over the long years, and they happened to be with me..."