My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 3 is over, I can’t take the civil service exam

[Current number of losses: 1/5]

[Return to the original history? Yes/No]

[If you choose no, the Sixth History Fragment will rotate again]

[Tip: Please note that as hidden elements are discovered, the Sixth History Fragments may undergo irreversible changes.]

In the endless darkness, facing the options before him, Jules sighed.

"Sure enough, there's something wrong with her mother..."

Ruth has become such a strange person, so her mother must be involved!

However, the hint later on that the fragments of the Sixth History would change made him a little worried.

"Doesn't that mean that next time I go in, I can't follow my previous experience completely?"

After pondering for a while, Jules decided to return first.

With the [Heart of the Ocean], he felt that at least it would not be a problem for him to float to the shore.

With a thought, the darkness in front of his eyes was instantly dispelled, and he returned to the pitch-black sea surface.

Jules found that this return was still somewhat intelligent. At least it did not throw him directly into the sea, but placed him on a piece of wood.

However, the wooden board, which had been able to maintain balance, had begun to sink due to his sudden appearance.

"Where is the Heart of the Ocean?" As the thought came to mind, Yule discovered that the Heart of the Ocean could be transformed into cards and physical objects at will, and could be summoned by him at any time.

So convenient?

A look of surprise appeared on his face.

Without much hesitation, he summoned the Heart of the Ocean and hung it around his neck.

As his body was immersed in the sea water, he felt an inexplicable call, as if a mother was inviting her child back to her arms.

However, the call seemed to be weakened a lot by the Heart of the Ocean, which allowed him to regain consciousness.

He didn't dare to drag it, so he just grabbed the broken log next to him and barely found a foothold.

Then, he looked at the sea with lingering fear.

The sea water is as black as ink, exuding a cold feeling.

"If I didn't have the Heart of the Ocean, I might have ended up feeding the fish like those people, right?"

When Yules thought of the previous scene, he felt a little scared.

Now that he had a place to stay, he finally had the time to observe his surroundings.

It seemed that there was no one alive except myself.

The huge Titanic had already broken its keel and sank into the bottomless sea.

The sea was deserted, without even a hint of a rescue ship.

A bad premonition gradually emerged in his heart - could it really drift to the shore?
"I'm just saying, don't take it seriously..." Jules felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and he didn't know if it was the bitterness of the sea water or his own.

The sea is so vast, who knows where it will take him!

Before that, he might have starved to death!
However, at this moment he had no choice but to hold on to the log and wait for the judgment of fate.

During this period, Jules also tried swimming.

Just once it enters the water, the protection of the Heart of the Ocean will collapse.

The broken dream has long been swallowed up by the waves, leaving only the lonely sound of the tide in my ears.

So cold.

Although the Heart of the Ocean helped isolate Jules from some of the hypothermia from the ocean, he was still very cold.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared at the boundary between the sea and the sky in the distance.

The light was not warm gold, but cold and pale, like frost condensed in the void, rising slowly.

Despite this, this cold sun also ignited new hope in his heart.

Someone will definitely come to save you!
In this world where the supernatural exists, there must be a department that handles supernatural affairs!

As long as you hold on long enough, you will be rescued!

Jules didn't know which god to pray to at this time - he could only hope that God also had business here.

Perhaps his prayers were answered, and not long after, he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder.

"Alive?"

He turned his head with difficulty and saw a man wearing a beret, a cigarette in his mouth and a jacket who had come up behind him at some point.

"...Are you here to save me?"

The man nodded, shook his head and said:

"Yes and no. Excuse me, sir, what is your name?"

"Jules."

"Yes, Monsieur Jules."

The man took out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket, handcuffed them on Jules's hands, blew out the cigarette in his mouth, and said:
"On behalf of the Suppression Bureau, I announce that you are under arrest for 'being sacrificed by a cult and refusing to commit suicide.'"

Jules opened his mouth wide, feeling as if the sky had fallen.

It’s over. I have a criminal record and can’t take the civil service exam!
……

"Name?" "Jules."

"Where to stay?"

“No fixed place to live.”

"what for?"

"The oyster seller."

"Why are you still alive?"

Jules was silent for a moment, with a strange expression on his face:
"Officer, I'd like to know that, too."

The police officer in front of him was a little embarrassed. It was obvious that he also thought the question was a bit strange:

"Uh, sorry, my boss asked me to ask this. You have to cooperate."

At this time, Jules had already changed into a prison uniform, and the original one had been thrown away because it had been soaked in water for too long.

He collected the [Heart of the Ocean] back into a card and hid it, so no one could discover his secret.

After carefully reading the transcript, the police officer tapped his pipe and frowned.

"You said you were an oyster seller... Prove it to me."

He turned around and gave a few instructions, and soon his assistant came back with a knife and a raw oyster.

"Open one and let me see."

Jules took the oyster, skillfully found the structure on the oyster shell that was best for exerting force, and pried it hard, revealing the delicious and tender oyster meat.

"Officer, would you like a sip?" He looked up and smiled.

The police officer shook his head.

"Eat it yourself. Don't worry, it's not poisonous. I got it right from the dock."

After saying this, he wrote down in the notebook in his hand:

"He's very skilled at opening oysters, and doesn't seem to be in disguise. He's most likely just a civilian who got caught up in this. What happens next remains to be seen."

Although he had already felt a little nauseous after eating oysters, Jules could not help himself after being hungry for so long.

He was so hungry that he didn't have the elegance of those noble ladies who held the oyster shell with their handkerchiefs and sucked it gently with their lips. Instead, he grabbed the oyster meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

His throat moved a few times, revealing an unprecedented expression of comfort.

These were the most delicious oysters he had ever tasted.

The fresh juice exploded in his mouth, and paired with the thick oyster meat, it satisfied all the requirements of his taste buds and made him feel an incomparable sense of comfort and fullness.

To him, any delicacy in the world is no more than this.

Seeing Jules like this, the police officer exchanged glances with the assistant next to him and said:

"Are you hungry? Do you need me to take you to dinner?"

Jules nodded frantically without thinking.

The police officer smiled and said, "Then follow me."

After confirming that Jules was probably not a secret believer, but just a civilian who was unlucky enough to be involved and luckily survived, he relaxed a lot.

Soon, the police officer led Yu Le to a canteen for prisoners.

Although it was not mealtime, he still walked forward, knocked on the glass of the counter, and shouted:

"Are there any leftovers? Give this prisoner some!"

A bearded man suddenly jumped up from behind the counter and complained:

"I thought it was something else! Can't you serve it yourself?"

The police officer curled his lips and said:

"You're the cook. If I cross the line, it would be a violation of discipline."

The bearded man's gaze stopped at Yule, he raised his eyebrows and said:
"The prisoner that the Suppression Bureau brought in not long ago?"

"Yeah," the officer waved his hand impatiently, "Just serve it when I tell you to. Cut the crap."

The bearded man shrugged and said:

"Old Fate, you always like to be a pushover."

He didn't hesitate and immediately put out two large bowls of food and said:
"Is that enough for him?"

The police officer said nothing, but just looked at Jules.

Yule nodded and said:
"Okay, thank you."

He carried the food to the table and started to eat it greedily.

He thought that this police officer called Old Fate was a good person.

Officer Fate leaned back in his chair, smoking a cigarette, and chatted with the bearded man:
"This time, the Titanic sank, and newspapers all over London were reporting on it."

The bearded man smiled and said:

"Isn't that right? The Church of Steam personally participated in the design of this thing, and yet it sank so much that not even two iron plates could be found."

He glanced at Jules, who was eating voraciously, and whispered:

"It is said that the officials from the Suppression Bureau will personally interrogate the sole survivor."

(End of this chapter)