"Pen."

　　 He muttered, and after watching the cat with his head on his shoulders for a few seconds, he took out the pen carefully.

　　 This is a pen with the same size and thickness as a regular fountain pen. The black pen barrel and black cap are very bright, and the metallic color is obvious. There is no pattern on the surface of the pen, as if it has just been scrubbed and polished, and it feels soft and smooth to the touch. The black pen cap hook is the same as the pen cap. It feels like frosted, and the water-like pattern is hooked together in a circle.

　　 Jenkins pulled off the cap and looked at the nib, then turned the barrel of the pen to his eyes, and saw that the ink sac was filled with red liquid.

　　 "Is this blood?"

"Yes, this pen will automatically draw the user's blood as ink. But its effect is not small. Holding this pen for writing activities will greatly increase the speed of thinking, and the speed of writing and drawing will increase at least three times, and It can flow out the ink of the corresponding color according to the user's idea, not only the ink, but also the paint of oil painting, the special ink of quill pen and even the traces of pencil."

　　 said the unnamed demigod of Jenkins from the Mechanical Church.

　　 "I'm really curious, why is this item in your hands, not in the hands of the Church of the Sage... What else?"

　　 Jenkins asked.

"What else?"

　　 the demigod said in doubt.

　　 "What else does it do?"

　　 "That's all. Don't underestimate its value. C-11-5-0399 [Writer's Companion] can accelerate the speed of thinking and writing, but how many people dream of it."

　　 Jenkins retracted his gaze from the penholder, raised his eyes to look at the other party, and said again until the other party was a little embarrassed:

　　 "Although I know that you can't produce any good things, this... is better than nothing. But I still want to ask a question, and you can answer as appropriate."

"What do you want to ask?"

　　 Miss Strace asked.

　　 "We found that there were several larger fog clusters around the city last weekend. What are they?"

"This can tell you that you will know sooner or later. It is an anomalous area in space, which overlaps with other areas of the material world. I don't know why this happened, and I don't know that the spatial order of the material world has come at the end of the day. The natural collapse of time is still the handwriting of what you call a differential engine."

　　 Jenkins nodded when he got the answer. He had known this answer a long time ago. The question was just to satisfy his own image. He put this pen in his pocket to soothe the restless [creation pencil] in the spirit, and then looked at the people in the mechanical church:

"This gift is fooled, but if on Wednesday, all you give me are tigers that can breathe fire and white rabbits that can spit out wind blades, I think believers who lie will reconsider cooperating with believers of righteous gods. Is it necessary to continue."

　　 Bid farewell to the evergreen forest. The unicorn who played in the forest happily flew Jenkins into the sky again, and then took him back home.

　　 It happened to be lunch time after returning home, so I had lunch at home after a long absence. In the afternoon, Hathaway was going out again, seemingly busy with the musicians. Britney was not boring either. The Marquis of Mihail handed her a note to let her go home. He had something to say.

　　 As for Julia, she left St. George Street after lunch and went to Dolores. Although the maid is here most of the time now, she still misses her princess, so she has to go back from time to time.

So this afternoon, Jenkins was the only one left at home. He didn’t take his cat on a thrilling adventure in the city. Instead, he sat at the table and sorted out the current clues, analyzed his own gains and losses, and guessed what his opponent might do next. trend.

　　 More importantly, I fuse the C-11-5-0399 [Writer's Companion] that I just obtained with the [Creation Pencil] I obtained in the train paradox.

　　 Under the principle of swallowing the same kind, the two blended together. Unlike the need to maintain the characteristics of the two keys, so they do not merge, the creation pencil and the new-comer pen have high compatibility in terms of function, so Jenkins does not worry that the two will cover each other in terms of function.

The new gift of 　　 fusion is still the appearance of the pencil, the characteristics of the pen have completely disappeared, but the appearance of the pencil has undergone a little change, not only has it become thicker, but also feels like a metal product.

　　 Jenkins tried to create a void with [Creation Pencil] + [Reading] + [Book of Memories], and the 9×9 metal cube of the cube fell into the palm of his hand almost immediately.

　　 "The speed of creation seems to be faster."

He thought in his heart, pointing to the space next to the desk, from the appearance of dense black lines, to color filling, and finally to the material color and texture tending to be real. The appearance of the identical desk takes almost 1 second. It's useless.

　　 But the key is not here. Jenkins looked at the desk questioningly, then looked at his hand:

　　 "Why can't I feel the consumption of the spirit? No, it's not that I can't feel it, but the consumption of the spirit has been reduced."

　　 He stood up and touched the brand new desk. After confirming that the entity he drew was not a phantom, he walked to the window and looked at the street outside and the three-story towering black metal tower in the distance:

　　 "The cost of creation in the void has been greatly reduced. In future battles and ability use, more new tricks should be found. In this way, the Mechanic Church provided me with this gift, which seems to be my luck."

　　 Of course, when the ladies went home at night, when Goldilocks was invited to spend the night with Jenkins and asked about the new furniture in the bedroom, Jenkins excitedly explained his ability, which is another matter.

Chapter 1857 Chapter 1828 and the World Tree

　　 Time came hurriedly on Tuesday. The church received news early in the morning and found traces of the Craftsman Association, so it sent a group of people to the mining area to search.

　　 Jenkins brought his cat to the tree in the Evergreen Forest very early, and Alexia also came over. She was the only lady in the family who had a reason to be here.

　　 Originally Jenkins wanted to invite the old elves to witness this moment, but the elves did not want to reveal their identity to the church. But he promised to look at this place not far away. If Jenkins can really succeed in becoming a real World Tree seedling, he would be at ease.

　　 Today’s weather is gloomy, and even the evergreen forest is patrolling the cold wind.

After 　　 walked into the forest, he stood alone under the tree and looked at the white upside down shadow according to the instructions of the church. Daddy walked out of the forest and greeted Jenkins:

　　 "Just now Beffana said that she originally proposed that your baptism should be held today, but you rejected it."

　　 Mr. Gref also used this excuse yesterday, but in fact this is indeed part of the truth.

"Which one of the previous baptisms was not interrupted by an accident? Oh, father, this operation of closing the seeds of the World Tree is inherently dangerous. I don't want other accidents. Miss Bevana even suggested that it was in the baptism. At the same time, the ability learning ceremony is held here, so that I will also obtain the [Book's Blessing]. I also refused, and only do one thing at a time, so the possibility of mistakes is less."

　　 Jenkins shook his head quickly and withdrew his eyes from the hanging figure.

　　 "Father, I think this time things may not be so easy. If I have an accident, please bring the chocolate back to my house, someone will take care of it."

　　 "Don't say such things."

　　 said sternly:

　　 "You must take care of your own cat."

　　 "I'm just worried that an accident will happen, nothing else."

　　 Jenkins shook his head:

　　 "I always feel uneasy these days."

　　 "This is normal, everyone is uneasy now."

　　 At this point, Sigrid also walked from the forest. She witnessed today's events as agreed. Although the Church of the Sage was reluctant to let infidels appear on the scene, at Jenkins's request, it could only agree.

　　 It only takes a simple action to close the seeds of the World Tree, so in fact, there is not much preparation to do. Around nine o'clock in the morning, the people who should come are almost there, and the church has arranged things to deal with after success or failure.

　　 Jenkins let his cat and Sigrid exit the clearing under the tree together, and the clearing has been portrayed with orderly runes to guide the huge spirit that may appear.

　　 Everyone on the side of the clearing was looking at Jenkins. Jenkins raised his head and glanced at the giant tree one last time and then closed his eyes. Take a part of the seed in each hand, slowly and firmly, bringing them together under everyone's gaze.

　　 (Chocolate is running...)

　　 In less than a year since he came to this world, Jenkins has fallen into a coma countless times. But not a single coma made him feel as comfortable as he is now.

　　 Actually, he is not sure that his current state should be called a coma, because he is still conscious, but there is nothing but pure white light in front of him. He wasn't sure if the white light in front of him at the moment was his own illusion, or the light that did exist.

　　 As if the body is immersed in warm water, the limbs are weak and weak, and the consciousness is unwilling to control the actions of the body, or even to perceive the state of the body.

　　 After being immersed in this wonderful sense of laziness for a long time, the light gradually weakened. With the return of the body's perception ability, Jenkins also realized that he was lying on the grass.

　　 opened his eyes and didn't see his cat poking his head, nor did he see everyone in the church coming to care about him. He whispered/yin, helped the grass below him to get up, and found that he was standing under a giant tree.

It is not a giant tree in the evergreen forest. The tree in front of you is even bigger. The canopy that can barely see the top is like an umbrella covering the huge lake island where Jenkins stands. The mottled light and shadow lean from the lush branches to the cover On the grass blowing in the warm wind, some strange golden light spots flickered in the branches, green grass and air.

　　 With the giant tree as the center, the grass of the island in the lake is densely covered with raised roots. But it is not obtrusive, and it blends into the environment in an unusually harmonious way.

　　 Everything is peaceful.

　　 This is the island in the lake. It's just on the edge of the lake. The transparent light screen blocks Jenkins's vision from looking farther away, and he can only see a small area from the distance.

　　 looked up at the giant tree:

"world Tree?"

　　 He asked softly, but received no answer from any voice. The wind in the distance swayed the tree canopy, causing the branches to sway, and Jenkins felt a little relieved by the rush of dense noise.

　　 Without a teacher, he placed his right hand on the thick trunk of the tree in front of him, and then touched the tree's consciousness with the ability of "Simpathy of Living Beings".

　　 It is a very huge consciousness, but it is completely different from the gods, but it is the same great. Huge consciousness exists in every corner of this space, and even some consciousness is born in this space.

　　 After connecting with Jenkins' consciousness, a green light fell in front of Jenkins from the top of the canopy, and then the woman surrounded by golden singular light spots, like a clay sculpture, became complete from bottom to top and appeared in front of Jenkins.

　　 This is undoubtedly an illusion, an image constructed by the World Tree to talk to Jenkins. She was wearing a light blue fluffy dress, and her long green hair was pinned with golden gemstone hairpins. The facial image is not recognizable. Like people Jenkins knows, she can see the images of Hathaway, Britney, and even Little Fini.

　　 But if you look closely, it is definitely the face of a complete stranger. It's not as beautiful as amazing, but it definitely fits Jenkins' aesthetics.

　　 Jenkins pouted and looked at each other, and the woman looked at him with a calm expression. The comfortable wind made Jenkins enjoy everything at the moment. He thought about it and chose the first question:

　　 "Are you... the world tree?"

"It can be said like this."

　　 The woman did not open her mouth, and the voice appeared in Jenkins' mind automatically.

　　 "This is...the blooming forest?"

"No, this is your consciousness. All this is just your imagination. The world outside the material world has different rules from the material world. There are weird orders and terrible natural phenomena. That is not what you should go to now. And, do you really think that the World Tree has only this scale?"

　　 Jenkins looked up at the tree, watching the golden light spots surrounding the branches:

　　 "Yeah, how could this be the case?"

　　 "If you want to form a solid world system outside the material world, you need the cornerstone. The world tree is the cornerstone of the blossoming forest, and it can also be considered as the body of the prosperous forest. It can't be seen at a glance."

　　 "So, you are also my illusion?"

　　 "No, I am looking at your world tree in a distant world."

　　 The woman walked to Jenkins, then turned into a spot of light and went straight through his body, and then recovered behind him. Jenkins turned and followed the woman's footsteps, leaving under the tree with her, and walking towards the lake.

　　 "You close the seed of the world tree, that is the power of the same origin with me, so I pay attention to you, so I have the current conversation."

　　 "Then you are here to give me a test?"

　　 Jenkins asked while looking at the grass under his feet. He noticed that there seemed to be no other animals here, but when he thought about it, he looked up and saw a group of fawns gathered together in the distance, heads down grazing.

　　 "Why should I give you a test?"

　　 the woman asked.

　　 "For the awakening of [World Tree Seedlings]."

　　 "No, that has already been awakened. You have touched the true origin spirit of the World Tree, and you have the conditions to accommodate this power, so you have already awakened."

"Is that right?"

　　 Jenkins looked at his hands, and then called out a light spot of power. He thought that he could not do it in the illusion in his brain, but the light spot still appeared, and the green light spot located in the inner circle of the center had quietly changed:

　　【The Origin of Life】→【World Tree Seedlings】

　　 "Is it that simple?"

　　 "Then what do you think it will be like?"

　　 The woman stopped and turned around and gave Jenkins a smile.

　　 "Maybe I should defeat a terrible enemy, or try to collect some very precious materials, or solve a mystery that has plagued people for thousands of years."

　　 Jenkins replied, the woman smiled again, turned around and continued to lead Jenkins to the lake:

"In fact, you have done these things in the past. For you, the world tree seedlings are actually only the last step. Think about it, if the natural savior needs such troublesome steps to awaken, then at the end of each era, it is true. Can there be so many people fighting for the only qualification? You have done enough, Jenkins."

　　 Jenkins didn't speak any more, but felt the power in his body. After summoning the power light spot, he felt the flowing spirit and gifts, and even the two flames in his chest. The green flame and the red flame turned into a burning state at some point.

　　The Soul of the Tree also awakened. At the moment when the seeds of the World Tree closed, I thought that a lot of things really happened.

　　 "Then you came to see me to..."

"I just want to see you. After all, it is a power of the same origin as me. Although since the beginning of the era, there are many people in the Elf royal family who can become the seedlings of the World Tree, but in my opinion, no one can be like you. This ability fits."

　　 "You mean my essence is the world tree?"

　　 The big-tailed squirrel that jumped from the canopy ran to Jenkins' feet, put the full pine cones under his feet and hurried away. Jenkins stooped to pick up the pine cone and held it in his palm.

　　PS: The author is sure, did Jenkins tell the church that he is now a seventh-level gifter (the seventh-level increase was the time when he swallowed the seed of the World Tree in the Night Manor)? The author remembers that he never told it, but he was worried that he had a wrong memory, so I asked. If some readers remember mentioned it before, please leave a message in the middle. If you really mentioned it and found the corresponding chapter, add another one as a thank you.

Chapter 1858 Chapter 1829 The Only Outsider

　　 Jenkins stopped and put forward his guess, the woman turned around and shook her head, motioning him to follow:

　　 "Of course your essence is not the world tree, nor is it life."

　　 "Is that death?"

　　 "Not even more."