Chapter 7 Emergency

After checking the closed doors and windows as usual, Jack returned to the carving workbench and sat down, motionless, his eyes fixed on Allen's half-length sculpture, watching the mental antibody level under the corner of his eye begin to rise again. By late at night, the antibody level had broken through to level 3. In Jack's opinion, this antibody level must be related to his mental strength, and the more the progress bar is filled, the better.

 Because he had been staring at the sculpture, he soon felt sleepy again after persisting for a while. He slept until dawn, and after getting up, Jack felt full of energy. The cold symptoms had completely disappeared, and the whole person's energy was obviously much more abundant than usual. He guessed that this should be the change brought about by staring at the half-length sculpture.

 He took his mobile phone and keys and went out. He hadn't been to the store for a day or two, and his small business would not last long. The name of the sculpture shop is "Tingwu", which was originally given by Ye Tingting. She added her own name to it, and matched it with the various sculptures in the store. Not to mention that the name of the store has a bit of feeling. The address of the store is Chunyu Street in the old city of Yungu City, which is about a 20-minute walk from the Ivy Community where Jack lives.

 Chunyu Street is the closest street to the new city. When opening the store, Ye Ting had considered that this location should be the most suitable if he wanted to fully take care of the residents of the new and old city to patronize the store. The most important thing is that the store rent is not too expensive. Now the store can still maintain a normal life, but it is impossible to make a lot of money.

 Arriving at the door of the store, open the U-shaped lock on the door, pull the door to both sides, then walk into the store, turn on the light, wipe the glass cabinet and wooden table with a wet rag, and then sweep the floor. There are not many finished sculptures in the store, but Jack accepts custom orders from customers. This kind of custom-made sculptures costs more, but it is also one of the main sources of his living expenses.

 So after Jack came to this world, he began to try to slowly change the style of his works. But once the style is set, it is often difficult to change. Even though Jack had a certain foundation in painting in his previous life and could imitate the comic characters in his mind, he always felt something was missing after carving them out. In fact, in the final analysis, it was because the shape was similar but the spirit was not, which was related to factors such as technique, experience, and understanding of the original work.

 However, these sculptures of comic characters attracted the curiosity of some children, so they have attracted a wave of young fans. There are even a few junior high school students who come to see if Jack has any new works every now and then. Considering the richness of the works, Jack added a beautiful folding card to each character, which contains the background and plot of the character, and is preparing to gradually launch a series.

In any case, even if you are doing sculpture business, you must innovate, otherwise you may have closed down by now. As for sculptures such as snow mountain scenery, as a home decoration, they are generally purchased by people who have established a family. Usually, many customers who come to the store are mainly for viewing and curiosity, and few actually pay for them.

 Yesterday, after absorbing the characteristics of the fake Allen, the test of the change in the palm was interrupted by Claire and has not been carried out yet. After cleaning the store, Jack took a piece of waste wood piled under the workbench in the store. This is a piece of waste ironwood that was originally scrapped. Ironwood is taken from a kind of tree with very hard wood. Because of its hard texture, it is often used as parts for military industry, construction, etc.

 This piece of waste wood also seems very heavy in the hand, far more than other wood. Jack exerted his strength a little, and he could feel the strange power rising in his hand. He held one end of the ironwood and exerted force suddenly. His five fingers immediately sank into the hard and solid waste wood.

 "Fuck!" He let go of his clenched fingers and stared at the five deep fingerprints that appeared on the surface of the ironwood. "Is this... Eagle Claw Kung Fu, or Iron Palm?! Or am I Popeye?!" He looked down at his hands in surprise. He could feel that after absorbing the characteristics of the fake Allen, this strange power was only concentrated in his hands. Other parts of the body did not have this sense of fullness of power.

 Of course, it is not without cost after exerting strength. Ten fingers felt slightly numb and weak, which should be caused by not controlling the strength well just now. It's like a weightlifter suddenly exploded in the competition and lifted a weight that he had never challenged successfully before. After the game, he suddenly fainted or had a bleed from his mouth and nose. It's the same principle.

 Putting the ironwood with five finger prints into the bag and preparing to take it home, Jack felt that he could use it to test his strength in the future, and it was not appropriate to expose this thing to customers now. At sunset, the business of the day ended. After closing the store, Jack also installed a half-palm-sized Buddha sculpture that was not completed in the store, and prepared to polish it after returning home.

 With a small backpack in hand, he walked back to the Ivy Community as usual. When he arrived at the gate of the community, he was startled to see two cars parked at the gate with flashing police lights. Someone was standing across the street, whispering something to each other, and occasionally pointing in the direction of the community.

 Jack frowned, walked into the gate of the community, and then went upstairs from the stairs on the left. This kind of old community has no security guards, let alone property management, so the chance of encountering thieves breaking into the house is very high. Maybe the owner of a house may go out to work during the day and the house was robbed.

 Thinking about the possibility of a police car parked outside the gate, Jack climbed the stairs. When he was about to climb to the third floor, his eyes suddenly froze, and the whole person remained in the posture of climbing the stairs without moving. In his eyes, a red eye was staring directly at the staircase where he was.

 The pupil of this eye was dilated, weak, and exuded a dead air, but the upper and lower eyelids seemed to be held open by an invisible force. This was a woman who had been dead for a long time. Her body was lying in the door of the room facing the staircase. The door was open. The right side of her face was close to the ground. One eye was pressed down and could not be seen clearly, while the other eye was facing the direction of the staircase on the third floor, as if she was examining everyone who came up from the stairs.

 This scene made Jack, who had just walked to this position, feel creepy. He recognized that the dead woman lying on the ground was Claire's mother - Fiona!