Yager picked up the wine glass and walked into the ball room inside.
Although it was early morning, the entire tavern was still dark, which might make it easier for hungover people to sleep through the day and then continue their consumption.
Since there were not many people, the door of the No. 5 ball room was originally ajar. Through the crack in the door, only an old man could be seen playing pool for his own entertainment.
He knocked on the door and asked: "Cannien?"
The old man with half-white hair looked up at him and put down his cue: "That's right."
Yager walked into the room.
"Old William told me that you can collect some unknown things here."
Kan Lining, who had scars on his face, could not deny it. His dark gray eyes stared at the thin young man who entered the door with a very menacing look, and asked: "Did he say something unknown?"
"No, he is a wanted criminal of the church and the church." Yager took out his pocket watch and handed it to him.
The room suddenly fell into silence. Canlinen's original movement of reaching out to take the pocket watch froze in the air for a few seconds, and then quickly retracted it, without giving Yager a chance to hand the thing to him.
He crossed his arms and continued to ask, pretending to be nonchalant: "The kind of unknown that goes beyond common sense?"
All right.
It seems that church certification is very authoritative on extraordinary events.
Yager silently put the pocket watch on the table. "Yes, there may be powers beyond human beings."
He emphasized the word 'human' slightly.
Canlinen tapped his hand on his arm, as if to judge whether he was trustworthy. He stared at him for a moment before speaking again: "I know. You came just in time. There is a powerful appraiser who happens to be here. He never makes mistakes.
.”
"But I remind you, you'd better not offend him."
"No problem." Yager agreed decisively.
"One pound and five soles." The old man's eyes immediately turned to satisfaction when he looked at him.
This must be the look in his eyes when he sees gold pounds falling from the sky.
As Yager paid, he silently mourned his weekly salary.
After receiving the money, Can Lining left the room happily and asked him to wait.
A few minutes later, he opened the door and let a middle-aged man walk in.
The middle-aged man is very well-dressed, with a brown coat and a golden cane, and his hair is greased close to his scalp. This is a common gentleman's dress in this era.
Kanlinen nodded to Yager from afar, then closed the door, leaving the two of them in the room to conduct some transactions that seemed suspicious to the official transcendent.
"Do you have extraordinary items to appraise?" The middle-aged man touched his delicately groomed goatee.
Yager did not nod or shake his head: "I am not sure whether it is an extraordinary item, but I am sure that it has affected the mental state of the original owner."
"That is indeed possible." After hearing this, the appraiser did not touch the pocket watch on the table, but rubbed his chin a few times, and then stared at it.
The small space fell into silence.
Yager felt another weak energy fluctuation, focusing on the appraiser's eyes. Compared to the last time when church personnel used extraordinary items, this time he could 'see' the source of this energy very clearly.
.
The mysterious thread stretches from the appraiser's body to the distant starry sky.
What's there?
Yager's black eyes flashed with an inconspicuous red light.
His spirit body seemed to be gradually rising, observing the world in another state, with indifference, chilling, and madness quietly creeping onto his cheeks.
At the other end of the world, at the beginning of the starry sky, he saw a figure from behind.
[You are the embodiment of essence, you are the protector of craftsmen, you are the brilliance of technology!]
【God of Steam and Machinery】
[Sequence nine general knowledge person; formula...]
Space began to gradually distort, and the distance between the periphery and reality gradually overlapped in his mind.
The figure suddenly turned around and looked straight at where Yager was!
What followed was a group of blurry shadows further away around him. They seemed to feel something, and their eyes focused on this place together——
Yager suddenly closed his eyes.
The connection to space failed, and his existence disappeared into the vast world.
The feeling that the figures were being watched flashed past.
The spiritual world in this direction instantly turned into a scorched earth, and countless eyes scanned here repeatedly, looking for the sight just now.
In the small bar room, the black-haired young man opened his eyes again. His spirit had returned to its original state, and only the remaining emotions made his expression particularly cold.
From the beginning to the end, the other person in the room showed no sign of raising his head, or in other words, his spirituality prevented him from doing so.
【Do not look directly at God.】
As he escaped from the state of 'observation', his thinking gradually returned to normal.
Fortunately, he closed his eyes quickly, otherwise he would have been caught. He seemed to have seen something amazing. Countless knowledge poured into Yager's mind during the process, but it did not bring him any improvement.
Discomfort.
The mysterious origin of this world becomes clear in the input of knowledge.
Extraordinary abilities are provided by sequences. Low-sequence abilities are very weak and symbolize the initial transformation from humans to extraordinary beings, while high-sequences represent complete mythical creatures.
The appraiser in front of him is a low-level "generalist", and the end of his promotion is the god of steam and machinery he saw.
But he himself does not fall into these categories.
In his current state, he clearly 'saw' that he was not of the same origin as them. For some reason, a strange and twisted power was hidden in his rushing blood, allowing his skin to maintain its human form forever.
So the question is, what sequence can he be considered now?
Because he did not have a clear understanding of the power of gods, he subconsciously ruled out the possibility that he belonged to the class of alien gods.
"I have already appraised it." When Yager was deep in thought, the appraiser suddenly raised his head, interrupting his thoughts.
"This pocket watch is worth about three hundred gold pounds. I need to charge four pounds as an appraisal fee. Do you agree?"
So expensive?
The price of the pocket watch was beyond Yager's expectations. As a tentacle monster with a monthly salary of only eight pounds, he felt that he had seen new business opportunities.
"No problem." He nodded, "But can you tell me its effect? I can add an extra pound for it."
Seeing that he was very wise, the appraiser nodded happily: "Okay. This pocket watch is about sequence seven. It allows the user to send out a prayer that is destined to be conveyed. However, the disadvantage is that he will also hear the babble from the moon."
Generally speaking, if the rituals are arranged for the prayers of the righteous gods, they can be heard. Only the evil gods need the assistance of items.
"If there were another side effect, this pocket watch could even be sold for a high price of six hundred gold pounds. Now, I'm sorry, four hundred gold pounds is the exquisite carving of this watch, and the extraordinary ability is worth one hundred. And most extraordinary people
I won’t even buy it.”
"It would be better for you to sell it as an ordinary watch as soon as possible." He sincerely suggested.
Yager smiled awkwardly but politely and took back the pocket watch from the table.
Pray? This effect was a little familiar, reminding him of the [Omen of Eppolieta] he used before, which also summoned a tentacle monster from the void. He himself might have been summoned.
Maybe his true body is the state of his soul just now.
Summoning strange things at will, no wonder Mr. Bill from the Psychological Alchemy Society died in his room.
He probably had some guesses about his life experience, and Yager felt that the trip was worth it. Before leaving, he asked casually: "Is the engraving of the pocket watch itself so expensive? I heard that its pattern is only worth
About a hundred pounds."
The appraiser sneered disdainfully: "Where did that poor appraiser come from! The hands of this watch are inlaid with rubies mined on the West Coast, and the gears inside are extremely fine. It can be sold for a high price no matter where it is!"
A friend of mine, the bad appraiser Yager, rubbed his face and admitted that he was a hopeless illiterate.
"At least ordinary people will not trigger its ability, and extraordinary people will not use things of unknown origin. You don't have to worry about its bad effects." Before leaving, the appraiser comforted him and suggested that he go as soon as possible.
Big trading houses can sell it well.
"alright, thank you very much."
After paying the money, Yager sighed helplessly.
This chapter has been completed!