Chapter 822

Jenny struggled to lift her suitcase and followed Sulu out of the store.

Just then, she saw an obvious riot in front of the alley.

Many grey robes crowded and fled like sardines in a box of sardine.

Behind them were uniformed sheriffs.

"It's the sheriff sweeping the black market..."

Jenny whispered and saw that the old woman who sold herself Fishman ointment had wind at her feet and ran fast. It seemed that she had prohibited items.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help looking at her suitcase. She was in a daze. There were also contraband in it.

"What are you still doing?"

Sulu took her arm and ran to a corner.

"Don't move, public security patrol... Line up one by one!"

The sheriff's faint roar came.

This alley has only two exits at the head and tail, which is very narrow and easy to control.

Of course, some unscrupulous businessmen must have prepared other escape routes early.

But Sulu's method was more simple and rough. He took out a piece of chalk and drew a door on the wall.

In a flash of light, the door became real.

"Come with me!"

He took Jenny through the door.

Jenny was in a trance and found that she had come to the next street.

Behind her, the door leaf on the wall slowly changed back to chalk painting, which was quickly erased by Su Lufei.

"That's..."

She asked with a dull expression.

"The creation of chalk is not a magical object, but a real secret object. It is placed in major churches, and it is a dangerous prohibited object that must be 'accommodated'."

Sulu explained with a smile: "the objects it draws can become real... Of course, creatures can't. They will become monsters 100%. Even inanimate objects have a certain probability of variation, but they are still very practical... They need to eat fruit occasionally, otherwise they will doodle angrily."

"Chalk for eating fruit..."

Jenny blinked and blinked, and some couldn't turn around.

"The real secret items are all left over from the chaos caused by the catastrophe and the destruction of the gods and the magic net... Many of them have strong side effects, which are not comparable to the man-made magic items."

Sulu threw the chalk to Jenny: "here you are..."

"Teacher..."

Jenny was moved: "such a precious thing..."

"For me, it's just something I picked up..." Sulu smiled disapprovingly and took Jenny back to the campus.

Jenny also changed back to her original appearance and followed Sulu with the box in her arms.

"Tutor Turing!"

Head on, another mechanical tutor came over.

He was tall, bronze skinned, with a moustache and neatly trimmed.

"Professor Robert."

Sulu smiled and said, "what's up?"

"Just in time, Jenny is also... About the new steam engine model you submitted..." Robert's expression is a little subtle: "the college is ready to promote it to award, but it met an opponent, which is a brand-new mechanical conduction tool, which can effectively reduce energy loss..."

"It is said that his designer is also improving a steam engine model... By the way, the other party is called Warren!" Robert finally lowered his voice, as if sharing a secret.

"I believe that my students' design must be the best."

Sulu responded with a smile.

But at the same time, his eyes seemed to penetrate many mists and came to a small and dirty workshop.

A young man with messy hair and pale face was staring intently at the steam engine in front of him.

On the table are various design sketches and tools.

His eyes were obsessed, and he murmured, "there's nothing wrong... It must be so..."

At this time, Sulu's eyes seemed to be shrouded in a hazy circle of power around the other party's body.

It doesn't appear, but it has the ability to imperceptibly change its surroundings.

……

"Fate?"

The creator sighed to himself.

What haunts the young man called 'Warren' is the power of fate.

In other words, he is the "son of the times" really born in this world!

This is a secret that even the gods can't easily find out.

"It's also... In such a big world, after so many years of accumulation, there has finally emerged an Aboriginal with the appearance of becoming a God..."

Sulu glanced at Jenny behind him.

"Teacher?"

Jenny, who politely said goodbye to Professor Robert, obviously found something wrong and asked suspiciously.

"This Warren... Is very interesting. It's your strong opponent in the future."

Sulu answered with a chuckle.

For the creator, it is a great good thing to have a "son of the times" in his own world.

That Valen, who has been favored by the times, is a figure who is bound to set off a storm.

Even, it may become a god!

This is bound to pose a strong challenge to Jenny.

Although Sulu gave Jenny excellent conditions, it's hard to say that she became a God.

Competing with each other is also a way to promote progress.

As long as the final winner can be determined, Sulu himself will benefit the most.

"Warren?"

Jenny remembered the name silently.

……

A few days later.

In Warren's workshop.

A young man with wine red hair and freckled face broke in: "Warren... It's not good."

"What's up, Fitch?"

Warren raised his head and scratched his head with the wrench in his hand.

"You are nominated for this year's Kingdom Invention Award!"

Fitch, disgusted, bypassed the garbage on the ground and said mysteriously: "but I got the news... You have a strong competitor, Jenny from Xilan Institute of mechanics, who has improved a steam engine..."

Hearing this, Warren stopped his work.

In front of him, there was also a model steam engine.

"And then?"

"Then... Aren't you nervous and nervous?" Fitch was speechless.

"That's none of my business. If someone really improves the steam engine model, I want to have a look!"

Warren curled his lips and went back to work.

"By the way, one more thing, how did you think about it?"

Fitch looked around and lowered his voice, "about... Joining the church?"

"Wise sage?"

Warren's eyes were a little confused.

This wise scholar often solicits such people.

Of course, he is located in the kingdom of forester, which is the belief scope of the mother of nature. If the Church of the God of knowledge comes to pull people, it should be a little sneaky.

This situation is much better in the free city-state alliance, which is recognized as the most chaotic place of faith.

"Yes! They think you have unparalleled mechanical talent and can lead a new wave of machinery!"

Fitch's eyes glowed: "they promised that once you joined, they would make you a 'Saint' and give you an 'owl scar', which can inspire wisdom and make you think faster..."

"I'll think about it..."

Warren's eyes lit up when he heard the saints and marks.