At this time, both the Elf and Mr. Black Cat are almost recovered. The former carefully walked to Jenkins, while the latter was still standing on the other side of the room. It seemed that he had made up his mind and absolutely couldn't come.

　　 "It should be okay, right?"

　　 Jenkins whispered, holding the black poker and poking it again. Seeing that there was no movement, he flipped it to the front completely.

　　Salemanda and Jenkins looked at the glass plate together, and the two-headed snake was still lying quietly inside, as if nothing had happened.

　　 "Should be okay?"

　　 Jenkins is very worried that what he did just now will cause damage to the device that seals the two-headed snake Helphais. He doesn't have a drop of divinity now. If the snake escapes, everyone will be ruined.

　　 "The lock is not damaged, and the seal is not cracked."

　　 The elf carefully picked up the box and looked through it for a while before he came to this conclusion.

　　 "That's good, that's it. I'm going to find the owner of that old bookstore now, shall we go together?"

　　 Chocolate sat beside Jenkins' feet and rubbed his face against his trousers.

　　 If according to the time of the pocket watch, it is about nine o'clock in the night, but in this peculiar world that is still at this time, the sun still hangs on the sky just like when Jenkins entered.

　　 Two people, one cat and one elf walked together in the empty city. Although according to Salimanda, there were at least three-digit living people living here, but none of them met.

The owner of 　　 used bookstore was still drowsy. When he opened the door and entered, the parrot with only green feathers was the first to say hello.

　　 "Welcome, oh, sorry, I seem to be asleep again."

　　 "It's okay, I'm here to trade..."

　　 Jenkins took the lead through the bookshelves and walked to the counter. The elf followed behind him with a smile without dead ends. Mr. Black Cat was still hesitating, but seeing that his companions were so courageous, he speeded up his steps.

　　 "Criminal coins?"

　　 "The seed of profanity."

　　 He slapped the little green coin with sweat in his palms on the table with a slap, and the boss' eyes lit up immediately.

　　 "I knew that you must be a generous guest. Please take a seat. What kind of drink would you like for the three, green tea?"

　　 The diligence he showed was really exaggerated, but the three of them were not in the mood to drink tea either.

　　 "We can take the tea away, but now please proceed with the transaction mentioned last time. What is going on here?"

　　 With his left hand resting on the table of the counter, the **** of the right hand clamped the coin and hit the table constantly with the edge, making a regular sound.

　　 "Of course it can, but the price is more expensive...at least this amount!"

　　 He opened his right palm to Jenkins.

　　 "Five? Yes."

　　 He was fortunate that he had very good luck with him, not only did he have enough, but he also had one surplus.

　　 "No, no, it's fifty."

　　 The smile on Jenkins's face froze.

　　 Since there is currency, it can be used to measure the value of something. He didn't doubt that the owner of the second-hand bookstore wanted to make a fortune, because according to his understanding, these weird existences had a very strong desire for criminal coins.

　　If the value is really low, it will just agree to the price of 5 pieces proposed by Jenkins.

　　 "Then I have another request, the three of us want to go out, how many?"

　　 He pointed to himself and his companions, and subconsciously ignored the chocolate, and the shop owner didn't seem to see a cat here.

"This one......"

　　 It showed hesitation.

"the price is negotiable."

　　 Jenkins added again.

　　 "No, no, no, the key now is that the design here is always in and out."

　　 Jenkins heard Mr. Black Cat inhaling air-conditioning behind him.

　　 The corners of his mouth trembled, and he wanted to say something more, but immediately he felt someone put his hand on his shoulder.

　　 turned his head and saw the elf shook his head at him.

　　 "Well, I think you must be able to think of a way."

　　 He pressed the coin in his hand on the table with a slap, and slammed it in front of the shop owner.

　　 The old man rubbed his hands with a smile, twisted the green small round coin, put it in front of his mouth and blew it vigorously, then put it to his ear.

　　 "Very good, it is indeed a kind of blasphemy, but I haven't seen it for a long time."

　　 secretly observing the expressions of his companions, the elves seem to have little reaction to this phrase, and Mr. Black Cat's attention is still looking for a suitable escape route after the accident.

　　 "Although the design here is indeed in and out, but so many epochs have passed, there will always be accidents."

　　 As he said, he put the coin into his pocket carefully, and at the same time, a proper pause was enough to attract the attention of people outside the counter:

"Mr. Elf over there should have mentioned the subspace higher creatures that invade here from time to time. You should all know how terrifying the power of those things is. In short, due to their power, the spatial structure here is irreversible. Sexual breakage. Although it will not have any effect on this place, it unintentionally drove a path."

　　 "Can it help us return to the material world?"

　　 "No."

　　 He replied neatly, "In order to prevent all kinds of strange creatures from invading the material world, the gods and the world itself have exerted power, making it extremely difficult to enter the material world."

　　 After finishing speaking, he twisted his fingers at Jenkins.

　　 Jenkins tilted his head and stretched out his right hand to press on both sides of his cheek, trying hard to suppress the urge to beat him.

　　 But he still put his hand in the pocket of his coat, and tremblingly took out a small green coin and pushed it on the table.

　　 The chocolate on the shoulder swallowed

　　 "But the material world doesn't refuse all means to enter. Didn't your elf friends also enter from the outside world?"

　　 It took the coin and prompted.

　　 "But that is not copyable."

　　 The elf whispered an explanation.

　　 But Jenkins already understands what he means. He knows a way to legally enter the material world:

　　 "Do you mean, Deception?"

　　 "Yes, it is the best choice. It is a channel that can directly connect to the material world."

　　 Mr. Black Cat moaned/groaned behind Jenkins, as if complaining about bad luck.

　　PS: Ask for a ticket!

Chapter 478 Chapter 471 Robbery

　　 "If you want, I can send the three of you to the city outside, the closest cryptic place to the entrance. You should feel lucky, because there is indeed one nearby."

　　 Jenkins naturally would not disagree, he almost nodded his head subconsciously without hesitation, but fortunately he still remembered to turn around and ask his peers for their opinions.

　　 "I have no problem. In fact, as long as he can open up a passage, I don't need a treacherous realm, and I can immediately return to [Flower Forest]."

　　 The elf shrugged and said lightly.

　　 "I can too, it's better than staying here and waiting until the spirit is gone after thousands of years."

　　 Mr. Black Cat also agreed with this attention, although he only had to write the word worry on his face.

"That's good."

　　 turned back and faced the profiteer again. Although he knew his answer, he still had to ask:

　　 "What price do you need?"

　　 "One per person, it’s fair, isn’t it?"

　　 It opened its palm to Jenkins.

　　 Jenkins snorted coldly, knowing that this is definitely not a human idea for a long time, just to squeeze out all his sins. Just now he took the initiative to say that there is no problem with five, and now all five have been paid.

　　The three of them have no nostalgia for this place, so they think it should not be too late and should set off immediately. Jenkins and Mr. Black Cat will face an unknown treacherous realm, and the elves will go home directly when the passage opens.

　　 For a long-lived race like him, this time is like an extremely unpleasant long-term trip. After returning home, relatives and friends are probably still alive.

　　Because the three of them are in different ways, the elf asked Jenkins and Mr. Black Cat to leave first. He also visited several friends he met here, and brought the strange creatures they sealed and guarded together to the blooming forest and destroyed them to prevent further accidents.

The owner of 　　 used bookstore did not ask for tickets for those weird creatures, probably because he thought Jenkins had no money.

　　 "Then goodbye, my two friends."

　　After paying for three coins, the three of them are going to separate at the second-hand bookstore, and the elves will leave later.

　　 "It's a pleasure to meet you. I haven't imagined it for a long time. There will be a day when I can go home."

　　 "Thank you too, Mr. Salimanda, without your help, we would not be able to leave here so soon."

　　 Jenkins and Mr. Black Cat also thank you.

　　 "Although it is a bit unlucky to say that, if the two of you have the opportunity to visit [Flower Forest], I will definitely entertain you."

　　 said, he closed his eyes and lowered his head, and drew a holy emblem on his chest that neither of them had seen before.

　　 "May my lord-the lord of flowers bless you!"

　　 Jenkins shuddered like some kind of stubborn illness. Because of the violent shaking, even the cat on his shoulder shook.

　　 Since he heard the world name of [Flower Forest], he had guessed that it was a place occupied by a certain ruler, and also thought that it would be [Flower Lord] who is very destined to him. But I didn't expect that the elf would suddenly say such a sentence when they were parting.

　　 "I also wish [Shield of Guardian] bless you."

　　 Mr. Black Cat said so out of courtesy. He probably thought that the faith of the elves was a pseudo-god whose name he did not know. But it’s not bad to know less, at least not to be as shocked as Jenkins.

　　 The three came here in a hurry, so they didn't carry any souvenirs that could be exchanged with each other. After the last handshake, they separated.

　　 But when Jenkins shook hands with the elf, the latter put a note in his hand and came over. Although he was surprised, he continued to hold it down with his thumb and put it in his pocket naturally.

　　 Watching the elf leave the old bookstore, the bookstore owner walked out of the counter, and opened the red wooden door leading to the backyard with a hand.

　　 This process was not smooth, because the door seemed to be sucked, constantly resisting the pull. In the process of opening the door, layered spider web-like cracks appeared in the space around the door frame, making the sound of nails scratching the glass.

　　 Behind the door, there is a familiar and dazzling endless white light.

　　 "Goodbye~"

　　 The old man bent over and stretched out his hand, making a request.

　　 "No, I don't want to meet again at all!"

　　 Talking, Jenkins and Mr. Black Cat stepped in one after another.

　　 The wooden door closed silently, shutting the dazzling white light behind. The bookstore owner smacked his lips and shook his head. As soon as he turned around, he saw a pure white cat standing on the counter looking at him.

　　 "This...oh, my goodness, you are..."

　　 The cat didn't care about him, so he jumped up from the counter, pounced on the parrot above, grabbed it, and pressed it against the table with his small paws.

　　 The old man stopped in place like a steam-powered machine, while the parrot struggled desperately under the cat's claws.

　　 "Help, help, I was wrong!"

　　 The parrot flapped its wings and shouted loudly, with the same voice as the shopkeeper. But the strength of the chocolate is greater, even if the parrot removes all its feathers, it cannot get it out of the cat's claws.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate said.

　　 "I know, I know, this is my fault, I really don't know that an existence like you will be here."

　　 "Meow~"

　　 she said again.

　　 "Please, I really..."

　　 "Meow~"

　　 This is a threatening meow, and the parrot knows what it means.

　　 "Okay, do whatever you want, I'm just a helpless and poor old parrot..."