The other two liars did the same with their hair, but considering that their curse was too powerful, they did not commit the crime that must be killed by Jenkins. So Jenkins plans to hold the flowerpot here overnight, and wake up tomorrow morning to end the curse of the two.

　　 This is enough for them to suffer a serious illness and rest in bed for a few months.

　　 There are many tricks related to curses. [Curse of Disease] can produce terrible effects when combined with most of them. For example, A-12-3-0993, a human bone arrow, can cause all hidden diseases that exist in the victim's body but have not occurred. The curse human beings caught in the [Curse of Disease], and then shot by the arrow, will turn into an acute disease no matter what the disease is at the moment, and then have various complications, and then die in a short time.

　　 But Jenkins couldn't find those terrible items at all.

　　 Until the beginning of the weekend, the days have been peaceful. Jenkins cherishes this kind of time, and Dad's courses have gradually become difficult. Now he is starting to learn some complex ancient languages. This kind of learning is of great help to the appreciation of antiques and the diligence of occult knowledge.

　　 Many of the spells used by the magical abilities that are still circulating are meaningful in themselves, but most of the gifters do not know the corresponding text. The ancient languages ​​that Jenkins is currently exposed to have already touched on this aspect superficially, but there is still a long way to go to analyze the meaning of spells.

　　 He found time to have another interview with Mr. Brow. As the bishop said, Mr. Brow’s cooperation with the church was very successful. He intends to unite with major foreign publishers to thoroughly promote "Stories of Foreigners" to the entire mainland, and he himself is very confident in this plan.

　　 This gentleman is also very concerned about Jenkins' next book. At first, he suspected that Jenkins hadn't started writing. It wasn't until Jenkins took out the manuscript that he smiled amiably and satisfactorily.

　　 "Williamt never lied."

　　 Jenkins promised, sitting across from Mr. Bro with tea.

　　 Now that he talked about the new book, he still needs the help of the businessman for some things.

"That's it. Since "Frozen" involves the description of the country of ice and snow, it must be true to be credible. But I myself have never been to the remote northern kingdom of Hampavo, and the snow scene of Nolan is not enough to help. I paint that kind of scene. I don’t know, have you been there?"

Chapter 170 Chapter 166 Investment

　　 "I have been to Ruen, the capital of the Kingdom of Hampawo, but it was summer. To be honest, I just heard about the kingdom of ice and snow."

A wealthy publisher rubbed the ring on his index finger with his thumb, "Do you need me to help you find a few people who have been there? Some young people in my caravan ran across the business road over there. It's a brave young man. There are not many young people like this who dare to work hard now!"

　　 "Thank you very much, but not necessary for the time being."

　　 Jenkins politely refused, because he remembered, according to the first letter from his pen pal Miss Mary, she knew that she was a resident of Loen. Ruen is the capital of the Kingdom of Hampawo. In the northern part of the whole continent, winter occupies half of the year.

　　 Jenkins's knowledge of the city of Luen is limited to a very strange creature there: A-01-2-3000, Bu Laoquan. This is a spring that will only appear in the snow, and the appearance will be frozen forever after taking it. But there has never been any eater who can live for ten years. They are very cold, and for the rest of their lives, they can never get rid of the strange whispers in their ears and the accompanying severe headaches.

　　 "Maybe I can ask Mary for help in the next letter. The girl who has lived there since childhood should know more about the so-called country of ice and snow."

　　 A successful book usually takes a lot of time to write. Excellent authors all write books in units of "years", so they are not in a hurry now, and readers will understand this behavior.

　　 Before leaving, Mr. Bro left a share of the sales of this episode of the story collection, which was almost 300 pounds. Jenkins recently studied ceremonies and spent a lot of money to buy materials. He sat alone at his desk at night, stacking stacks of paper bills. He stretched out his right hand and licked his index finger and middle finger, and then counted the banknotes skillfully. Every 10 pound notes were put together, and every 100 pound notes were put together. In the end, a total of 81 stacks of 10 pounds and 70 stacks of 100 pounds were stacked. . In addition, there are some scattered and broken bills. Although there are 100 pound notes, it is difficult to spend this kind of banknotes in daily activities, so 10 pounds is the largest denomination that can be circulated. Jenkins usually puts coins and 10 pounds in a wallet. Banknotes.

　　 showed a slight smile on his face. Even though the cost of learning [Astral Perception] rituals is not small recently, this amount is enough to make an ordinary person into the upper class society. If you know how to invest, it is not difficult to live a life in style. But for the giver, this is only the beginning.

　　 Jenkins has very few social activities. He enjoys this life of working and studying during the day and writing and studying at night. A good gentleman must endure loneliness, and a qualified adult man should always improve his abilities.

　　 During the rest time, funny cats can relieve the stress of the body and mind. I have adopted chocolate for two months. Although he hasn't grown up much but his body is healthy, this is enough.

　　 Daddy once again suggested that Jenkins pay more attention to the social life of young people. You can take more leave at ordinary times. Don't go directly to church or go home after work. There are many interesting places in Nolan City.

　　 He recommended several bars to Jenkins and told him that operas, concerts, or charity events are all ways to meet friends. But Jenkins never drinks, nor is he interested in operas that he doesn't understand. Donations are directly made by the church to help them donate-this is more at ease.

　　 "Why can't you be like those young people nowadays, what should that word say? Well, indulge? No, pursue the quality of life more?"

　　 It was early Saturday morning. Jenkins simply cleaned up the shelves and began to copy today's tadpoles.

　　 Father held a golden wine glass in his left hand, and carefully scrubbed his right hand with a clean cotton cloth dipped in alcohol. This is an antique of real value that he received from a guest after Jenkins left yesterday.

　　 "I think the quality of life is pretty good now."

　　 He lowered his head and said, shook his wrist. He had thought of copying with [Reading], but he had a headache just after using his ability.

　　 Dad was not surprised by the side. It's not that no one has made such an attempt, but they all failed. He attributed this to "the punishment of sages for lazy people."

　　 "You are suitable to be an ascetic monk. I'm serious, don't laugh."

　　 Dad put the scrubbed cup in a wooden box, fiddled with it a few times, and locked the box in the counter with a small lock.

　　While wiping his hands with a towel, he continued the topic just now.

　　 "I admire a young man like you, hardworking, humble and talented. But if you don't marry because you study with me, Mr. Bishop will curse me even if he is dead!"

　　 Jenkins laughed again:

　　 "Marriage is a must. I have my own house now, I have a lot of savings, a decent job, and I am an honorary baron. I think there are not many adult unmarried men with my conditions in this city."

　　 "This sentence is right."

　　 Daddy pushed his glasses: "But only you know what's the use? It's useless if you don't contact those young girls, even if you are a king..."

　　 "I'm going to start the usual persuasion again!"

　　 Jenkins thought, thinking about how to change the subject. He wasn't in a hurry about getting married, and now it was the right thing to improve his strength, search for divinity, and explore the mysterious realm. This dangerous and strange world is not suitable for old-age care. Before Weili returns to himself, other things can be put aside.

　　 There is no clue to the divine things. The last time Jenkins may have used up all the luck accumulated after crossing. He also knows that this kind of thing can't happen often, but he always has to work hard.

　　 The power of thermal weapons in the steam age is far from comparable to those in memory, not to mention that people in this world are too obsessed with steam power, and some people even propose to develop steam-powered rifles.

　　 What consequences this will lead to, Jenkins can't guess for the time being, but the development direction of science and technology has already produced a subtle shift. Decades later, steam pipes spanning the entire continent, steam airships cutting the sky, and factories spewing white mist may actually appear.

　　 "Speaking of which, it's not safe to have so much cash on me, and I'm also thinking about investment. Do you have any suggestions?"

　　 He found that he was a little distracted, shook his head, and asked again.

　　 "Change the subject again?" The old man curled his lips, "Huh, the safest way is to have a church, but you need to pay a certain amount of storage fees every year. I don't think you have this plan, right?"

"Yes it is."

Chapter 171 Chapter 167 Winter Plans

　　 Jenkins believes that keeping the golden pounds in the church is equivalent to renting a safe for a fee. Although it is safe, money cannot make money. Although the current inflation rate is acceptable, the upward trend of prices will not stop no matter how you look at it. It is absolutely wrong to put it in a safe or Mr. Traveller’s bank and wait for the devaluation of the gold pound.

　　 "What do you want to invest in? Maybe you can consider an adventurous fleet. They can find precious spices in the open sea. Those things are equivalent to gold."

　　 the old man suggested.

　　 "The risk is too great."

　　 "What about investing in minerals, now this is a hot business. A small gold mine does not require much capital, even if it loses, it would be a pity. I have some ways here, you can think about it."

　　 He proposed again.

"It's too much trouble. Legal investment in minerals requires complicated certification materials to prove that you are not a liar. There are so many scammers now...Although they are still young, it is better to invest soundly. ."

"Then you can figure it out by yourself. There may be safe investment, but it is better to go to the traveler’s bank to deposit. In my opinion, those who play digital games (referring to the early bankers and financiers) borrow money to make money, Is the real liar."

　　 "...I understand. Maybe I can find some industrial companies that absorb cash, or read the newspaper, maybe there are inventors who need the support of gold pounds."

　　 According to Jenkins' eyes, the laws of the Kingdom of Fiddicelli are not sound. Before crossing, he knew a lot of legal but unethical means of making money in this era.

　　 The simplest Ponzi scheme can be done by himself, but now he has a legal identity and has a bright future. After much deliberation, there is no need to defraud others because of greed.

　　No, the Ponzi scheme cannot be defined as a fraud in this world, because the law is not written.

　　 "Good times."

　　 While continuing his work, he muttered quietly. The chocolate, which was shrinking into a ball of hair, raised his head slightly, the small cat's ears shook, and then he squatted down again.

　　 The weather turns cold, even cats don’t like sports anymore. On Wednesday this week, the Steam Pipe Company published this year's winter heating notice in the "Nolan Daily", calling on citizens to open heating pipes for their houses.

　　 As for the pipes that are used daily, because they need to maintain the pressure and heat in the pipes, they have no heat dissipation effect.

　　 There is no heating in the old man's shop, but the fireplace is lit on the side.

　　 Now entering the antique shop, the warm fire illuminates the rows of metal-colored utensils on the shelves, and scattered porcelain, lacquerware, etc. exude an attractive luster. The swords, animal heads, and emblems hanging on the wall cast long shadows under the light of the fire, and they shook gently with the crackling sound of burning wood.

　　 "This is the environment that a professional antique shop should have."

　　 Dad was very satisfied with this, and he didn't know whether he was proud of his own arrangement or was proud of saving a huge amount of heating costs.

　　 Yes, heating in winter is very expensive, even Jenkins is reluctant to use it.

　　Because he lives on his own, he has planned to sleep on the sofa in the living room in the winter. There is a fireplace and wool carpet. It is quite close to the bathroom, kitchen, study room on the first floor, and the entrance. It is very suitable for winter.

　　 When nothing happened at night, he curled up alone in the quilt spread on the carpet. The fire light illuminates the book in front of him. If he gets tired, he touches the chocolate, which makes it asleep and retracts the quilt dissatisfied.

　　 This is the life that a decent traverser deserves.

　　 As for guests visiting, you can clean up in advance, and then recover after the guests leave, so that they can remain decent and meet general social needs.

　　 Moreover, there is a high probability that no guests will visit Jenkins.

　　 Jenkins also read the two books sent by Miss Mary. He also has a preliminary understanding of the development level of mathematics in this world. To be more specific, the compiled "Probability and Mathematical Statistics" is much simpler than the probability theory that was studied in science and engineering courses in the former colleges and universities, because the development of integrals is not enough, and many tools cannot be used; "On" has reached a level close to the first half of Mathematics (1), which is the most difficult university mathematics to learn in non-mathematics subjects. There are still problems with some details, so Jenkins settled down and corrected them directly with a pen.

　　The development of integral science has also begun to take shape, but the calculation of multi-dimensional space is only a superficial mention, and those contents are all written by Jenkins in his letter last time.

　　 He originally planned to add some more, but he thought it was unnecessary, so let the mathematicians of this world slowly explore it.

　　 Sometimes when I am free to play with cats, Jenkins also thinks about the meaning of doing this, and later I feel that it is not necessary to do anything meaningful-fun is enough.

　　 The plan to increase the spirit through [Astral Perception] has not yet started, because the materials for the ritual to increase Jenkins's perception given by the old professor are not so easy to get together.

　　 When he left the old antique shop on Saturday night, he told Jenkins to go with him the next day.

　　 So that night, Jenkins counted his belongings and put weapons and possible materials on him. Auxiliary supplies such as [Xinghai Badge] and [Magical Conch] can be taken, and those that cannot be brought, such as the larger [Mr. Hunter's Fruit Plate] are left at home.

　　 There was an episode in this. When thinking about how to preserve the tube of dragon blood and prevent it from spoiling, the chocolate that was originally lying on the bed suddenly sprang up. Hit Jenkins's wrist with his small head, and the sealed wooden bottle fell straight to the ground-then it was picked up by Jenkins's other hand.

　　 "Be good, we will rest right away."

　　 He comforted the black and white kitten who was rubbing his trousers, and carried it to the bed. Then brighten the copper-colored hanging basket-like table lamp on the table, turn the direction of the chair and sit down, bend down slightly, hold the wooden bottle tightly with the left hand, and pull out the cork with the right hand. He also wanted to know what dragon blood was like. When he was in the morgue that day, the light was too dark and he didn't look carefully.

　　 Obviously, the previous owner of the bottle was very cautious, putting the stopper tightly in order to prevent blood from flowing out.

　　 took a deep breath, pulled his right hand hard, and the wooden bottle flew out of the left hand. Jenkins subconsciously reached out to grab it, but pushed the bottle farther away.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate jumped up, opened his mouth, and bit the bottle like a dog. It landed on the bed steadily, and then handed the bottle to Jenkins with his tail shaking. The amber vertical pupil was a show off look.

Chapter 172 Chapter 168 The Grace of Cats

　　 Jenkins's mouth trembled, watching the chocolate bite is exactly where the stopper was unplugged. Because of the oblique angle, all the red blood has flowed into the cat's mouth.

　　 There was such a faint smell in the air, he already knew what would happen.

　　 picked up the bottle and looked at the direction of the lamp, it was very clean.

　　 picked up the cat and placed it on his lap, carefully letting it open its mouth, revealing a soft pink tongue that is different from other cats without barbs. Jenkins licked his lips and put the chocolate back on the bed. The latter raised the cat's face and looked at the owner innocently.

　　 The value of dragon blood is greater than or equal to 5,000 pounds. Now that the chocolate accidentally drank the dragon blood, the chocolate is a cat worth at least 5,000 pounds.

　　 "I want to hit you, do you agree?"

　　 he asked the innocent cat.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The kitten yelled softly, trying to jump on the owner again. Jenkins hugged it helplessly, and while comforting himself that he is now a successful writer with eight thousand pounds, he called out the golden ring soaked in spirituality.

　　 "Can you change my wealth?"

　　 The ring can't speak, it can only reflect a little light.

　　 He slept very unsteadily this night. For a while, he dreamed of paper money flying in the sky, and then dreamed that chocolate flew away with wings. In the end, I even dreamed that a huge cat opened its mouth, swallowed the stars in the dark, and finally swallowed a bright yellow moon into its abdomen.

　　 is really ridiculous.

　　 The domestic kitten didn't sleep well. It raised its head, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and then rubbed its furry cheek against its sleeping owner. Jenkins's complexion was calm. In an absolutely relaxing sleep, his soul was too close to the world and he saw some strange things.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 is obviously an ordinary immature meow, but with some humane apologies.

　　Chocolate stood beside Jenkins' pillow, rubbed Jenkins's cheek sideways, then patted his forehead with his front paw, and a ray of red light emerged from the cat's paw.

　　 Jenkins only recently realized that once he agrees that a cat is not sleeping in his own cat litter, he will have to go to bed. Once you agree that the cat sleeps in the bed, it will have to lie down on your stomach.

　　 When he woke up the next day, Jenkins picked up the chocolate and stared at the sleepy cat for a long time before finally sweeping away the depression of last night.

　　 "You are now a cat worth 5000 gold pounds."

　　 Put on the slippers, prepare to go to the bathroom first, then go downstairs to prepare breakfast, call out the light spot as usual, and then click on the purple one, without any response. I subconsciously felt that the light spot was a bit wrong, and I counted them down. The number is correct, but the color is wrong——

　　 The white basic ability [flexible legs and feet] is gone, replaced by a new red fighting ability [Cat’s Grace].

　　 was taken aback, Jenkins squinted at the chocolate on the bed.