Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Jenkins then took the chocolate to the direction of the metal tower, because the earthquake had just happened, and there were many people on the gray misty street. Although the frequency of the Nolan earthquake recently is very high, no one dared to bet with the **** of death that since his house was not damaged last time, it will definitely not be damaged this time.

　　 The crowd on the street is not very crowded, but most of them are talking about the inexplicably elevated black tower. Now the height of the black tower no longer changes, but the height is just a glance, and there is an inexplicable sense of oppression.

　　 It stands in the center of Nolan City. Although Jenkins doesn't know much about the wonders of the world, he bet that the current black tower is probably one of the tallest towers in the world.

　　 The blocks near the Civic Square were blocked with greater force. Even Jenkins had to wait for identity verification and calibration before entering. This not only requires him to release his soul emblem as a proof of identity, but also needs to answer some questions and sign the confidentiality agreement.

　　 Even so, it is already a simplified process. Because in principle, at present, except for church gifters who are allowed to enter the block for work reasons, anyone who has nothing to do with this matter is not allowed to enter. Jenkins is a semi-civilian antique shop apprentice in the church, and of course he is also a group of "nothing to do with this matter".

　　 Miss Bevanna personally led Jenkins into the block in front of the blockade of the street, and the two hurriedly walked along the street towards the tower. Jenkins looked at the tense atmosphere around and the serious-faced people haunting the gray mist, feeling that things seemed to be more serious than he thought:

　　 "Are there any new discoveries?"

　　 he asked.

　　 "The tower... our previous guesses were all wrong."

　　 came to the bottom of the tower at a close distance and found that the area of ​​the original base of the tower was doubled, which shows that the cross-sectional area of ​​the tower protruding from the underground this time is larger than the upper part.

　　 In addition to Miss Bevana, there are seven or eight Orthodox demigods here. They glanced quickly and even saw the Son from the Mechanical Church. But before the two of them had time to say hello, the gentleman was holding his hands in front of the tower, looking excited and arguing with the two gray-haired old men.

　　 "This is the current sketch of the black tower."

Miss Bevana led Jenkins to where the secret guards were. Because of the expansion of the tower base, the original tents and makeshift sheds were moved some distance outward. Now the number of secret guards and apprentices under the sheds is also Become more.

　　 Mr. Smith heard Miss Bevana’s voice and moved away to allow Jenkins to see the huge black tower model sketched out on white paper with a pencil on the desktop, with some simple data written on it.

At the top is the tall tower that was raised for the first time. There is no pattern on the surface. Below is the tall tower that was raised for the second time. It is obviously higher and wider than the first one, and there are some fuzzy depictions on the surface, but there is no pattern on the paper. Draw clearly.

　　 "Before you came, a very simple experiment allowed the Mechanical Church to discover that the part that appeared on the ground for the first time was completely different in composition and color from the part of the tower that was newly exposed to the ground this time."

　　 "What do you mean?"

"It means that the towering part that was exposed to the ground last time was not a certain layer of the tower, but a layer of the tower. This time, the second layer from the top to the bottom of the black tower appeared... The believer of the lie has ventured into the tower not long ago. In his depiction, there are no stairs inside the black tower, and the ceiling is not visible at the upper edge of the field of vision..."

　　 Now Jenkins understood. He turned his head and looked at the black tower with barely visible top. Then he imagined that this was only the top two floors of the tower. A strange feeling of chills made him feel a little bit cold.

　　 held down the chocolate head on his shoulders to prevent it from moving, hesitantly bent over to look at the sketch on the table:

"That is to say, the internal structure of this tower may be completely different from our current assumptions? And, since the second floor will suddenly protrude from the ground, will more underground floors appear in the future? ?"

　　 "Probably this is the case. The Mechanical Church says it is entirely possible."

　　 The secret guard replied.

　　 "But why? Why does the tower suddenly rise? There should be some reasons for this, right?"

　　 "According to your statement, believers of the lie today killed a gifter of the Gear Craftsman Association in the Chengdong mining area. Our current view is that the rise of the tower is related to this."

　　 When Jenkins went to the church to report Queen Isabella just now, he used an excuse to meet a lie believer on the way of walking a cat. The latter gave him a bunch of information and disappeared.

　　 "So what exactly is this tower used for? Now that the second floor has been extended, we have more clues, can we find some new information?"

　　 he asked again.

　　 "It's hard to say, there is no satisfactory progress."

　　 The secret guard said with some embarrassment.

　　 "So what about these patterns? What are the patterns on the second floor of the tower?"

　　 Jenkins points to the sketch.

　　 "The lines on the periphery of the black tower are not fixed, but slowly change."

　　The old secret guard explained again:

"The part that it reveals at once is very rare. When we first discovered those engravings half an hour ago, we even thought it was some kind of unknown ancient characters. These engravings change very slowly. I think if you want to know It will take at least a month to engrave the entire look."

　　 "But why is the periphery of the first layer blank, and the second layer is engraved?"

"do not know."

　　 The secret guard shook his head again.

　　 Jenkins also knew that he couldn't ask more. He turned around in embarrassment and looked under the black tower, wondering if he should venture in again.

　　 The first layer is a bronze statue of the kings of the three major human kingdoms in the material world. He believes that there must be something different on the second layer.

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Chapter 1751 The first thousand seven hundred and twenty-fourth birthday morning

　　 The idea of ​​entering the Black Tower for the second time was rejected by Jenkins only after a twist in his heart.

　　 "No, I should be more cautious, at least until the church investigates more clues, I will make plans."

　　 He thought in his heart, and then watched a group of men in yellow coats hurried past. These are mechanics of the [Church of Creation and Machinery] and the backbone of the church.

　　 "But this time it is not entirely without gain."

　　 Miss Bevanna said in a whisper behind Jenkins, almost startled Jenkins.

"Since the emergence of this black tower, the Church of Earth and Harvest has been monitoring the underground situation of Nolan. According to the news they just received, they followed the vibration wave of the earthquake and found a deep underground that shouldn’t exist. Huge void."

　　 "Is that thing?"

"should be."

　　 Ms. Bevanna nodded gently:

"This matter is not allowed to be told now. Except for the secret keepers Smith and I who have been here, you are the third of us to know. Just now before you came, Audrey came here once, she It is said that she saw an unknown light on this black tower, which is likely to be related to the final disaster."

　　 "Miss Audrey dare to say that directly?"

"She is now a rare demigod fortune-teller in the material world. In addition, the sect she belongs to has always been the most proficient in predicting the future in the Destiny Church. I think the material world is apart from her teacher, Miss Broniance. Besides, no one dared to say that she would be able to beat her in divination skills."

　　 Miss Bevanna said, and then raised their heads with Jenkins and the cat, trying to see the end of the tower in the smoky sky.

　　 "I can't imagine that when more underground parts extend out of the ground, this tower will become the legendary'Tongtian Tower'."

　　 Jenkins whispered.

　　 "It will soon be clear that the twelve churches now believe that this tower is of great importance. The gathering of all the elites of the material world in this era, no matter how troublesome and hidden issues are, there will always be results."

　　 said the woman behind her, seeing that Jenkins was still not feeling up, she changed the topic:

　　 "Speaking of which tomorrow is the last day of the month, it is also your birthday. I will probably be on duty here, and I cannot congratulate you in person tomorrow, so I will say happy birthday first, Jenkins."

　　 "Oh, birthday...Yes, tomorrow is birthday."

　　 "The gift will be delivered to your home tomorrow morning, I think you will like it."

　　 "Thank you, it doesn't need to be so troublesome..."

　　 He suddenly remembered that there was one thing he hadn't done today. Before going out in the morning, he promised the girls at home to prepare for tomorrow's birthday party.

　　 covered his forehead and groaned softly, sighed at the tower, and raised his head again. Jenkins at the end of the Eighteenth Century really showed helplessness towards the current situation.

　　 Although I have already figured out the relationship between myself as an outsider and this body, Jenkins always believes that his 21st birthday on June 30 has nothing to do with him. He took it for granted that he came into this world and saw Mr. Barnard for the first time as his birthday, as if he thought the birthday of chocolate was the day he picked up the cat.

　　 But since everyone except him wants to celebrate his birthday this Sunday, he naturally won't show any strangeness. So early on Sunday morning, after the cat woke up before the cat called for breakfast, Jenkins kept his hands on his chest and looked at the familiar bedroom ceiling, feeling a sense of anticipation for this special day.

　　 At the beginning of this strange day, something very strange happened. At the usual six o'clock, I turned my head and didn't see the appearance of my cat getting up by the pillow.

　　 Just as the heart was suddenly frightened and throbbing, the very slight sound of the cat stepping on the floor was transmitted to the ears. Then I saw Chocolate jumping onto the bed while biting something, and seeing Jenkins staring at him, the cat was also frightened, and the golden rose in his mouth fell on the quilt.

　　 The rose petals overlap each other, and the layers are distinct. The golden color of the flower gradually deepens from the inside to the outside, and it looks extraordinarily beautiful. There were even dewdrops on the petals, which dripped onto the bed along the thick branches and leaves.

　　 "For me?"

　　 Jenkins asked cautiously, then nodded when he saw Chocolate wagging his tail.

　　 Then he laughed:

　　 "Looks so familiar~"

　　 While talking, he scratched Chocolate's chin, and the kitten narrowed his eyes and made a comfortable "snoring" sound.

　　 "It seems that I planted it in the back of our yard, right?"

　　 was inspired by the cultivation of tulips, and he also cultivated other beautiful flowers in the yard. Obviously, the cat’s gift came from there.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate still squinted, just not looking at Jenkins' face.

　　 "Forget it, I'm already very happy if you can think of giving me a gift."

　　 He raised his hand and touched the little head of his cat, feeling very thankful that Chocolate didn't give him mice or dead sparrows as gifts.

　　 put the golden rose in the vase beside the bed, and stepped on the slippers to the downstairs after washing. Unexpectedly, at this time, the three ladies in the family had already sat at the dining table.

　　 He tilted his head and looked at the wall clock in the living room:

　　 "Why did you get up so early?"

　　 "Because today is a special day."

　　 Brian said with a smile, and then pulled the chair beside him to let Jenkins sit down.

　　 "I will be very uncomfortable with you like this."

　　 He took the plate that Julia handed him, and then saw Hathaway put the tea cup in front of him:

　　 "This is just an ordinary day in my life..."

　　 Seeing that the expressions of the three ladies have changed, he changed his words and said:

　　 "Oh, no, today is a very special day in my life. For the first time, so many beautiful girls of the same age are willing to celebrate my birthday."

　　 Then everyone smiled, and I don't know if it was because of "the first time" or because of "beautiful girl".

　　 "But the birthday dinner is tonight, don't you need to do this now? I'm not used to it."

　　 He still said this, Hathaway handed him a table knife and fork, Britney got up to fill his teacup with tea, and Julia handed him the newspaper on the side.

　　 "Look, I'm just not used to this."

　　 He said, but the ladies didn’t bother to refute him, but looked at him with a gentle smile, so he spoke less and less, and finally he could only honestly eat and read the newspaper as usual:

　　 "Well, today is my birthday, I will arrange everything...how about going to the theater after dinner?"

　　 Although today is a birthday, in Jenkins's mind, except for night, it is no different from ordinary days. So after breakfast, he left home and promised that the girls at home would come back as soon as possible.

　　 broke into the early morning fog, the first stop was the old antique shop.

　　 Dad’s opening time is always earlier than Jenkins’s arrival time. Jenkins seems to have never seen Dad open the store door in the morning and hang the “Opening” sign on the door handle.

　　 "Good morning, Jenkins, happy birthday."

　　 The antique shop is still the same, the old man seems to have eaten breakfast, sitting in the rocking chair in front of the fireplace and reading the newspaper:

　　 "Why do you have time today? I thought you would go under that tower and have a look."

　　 He said without looking up.

　　 "There are things I want to ask you, but I have encountered many things during this period."

　　 Jenkins put the cat on the mat on the counter, then pulled the chair and sat in front of the old man.

　　 "That chair is antique, please be careful."

　　 Dad warned, and then asked:

"What do you want to ask? Life counseling? You may not use this, you always have your own ideas. Emotion counseling? Oh, no, you won't listen to me, otherwise you won't let so many people live in your home. So yes Schoolwork? No, the reading task I assigned during this period is not very difficult. So, it has something to do with your teacher Audrey? What did you do in the lake that night? I haven't seen your report yet, just I know that the lucky lady has advanced to a demigod."

　　 "The thing that night..."

　　 Because of Miss Audrey's request, when Jenkins wrote the report afterwards, he only said the suspected "traveling through time and space", but did not name the mysterious person who appeared last. Now facing the old man's question, although he only hesitated for less than a second, the consideration about whether to tell the whole story seems to have been carried out thousands of times.

　　 In the end, she still didn't mention the woman, but said that she saw a book at the end of the secluded passage of the sacrificial ground. Afterwards, Miss Audrey thought it was "Epic of Time".

　　 "Your essence..."

　　 At this time, the old man stopped reading the newspaper, so Jenkins asked:

　　 "So is it really going through time? Jumping in space in the material world is extremely dangerous without any protection, let alone time..."

　　 "Whether it is a time jump is not important, what matters is whether the book you see is the epic of the years."

　　 Daddy's expression is solemn.

　　 "So what is the so-called essence? Miss Audrey refused to explain to me, she thought she could not explain it."