Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

"Stop right here."

Near the gate of Fuen City, Zhou Ning stopped the carriage and jumped out with a heavy suitcase.

He immediately looked around, but still couldn't recall any useful memories.

However, on the task panel, there is a new prompt for the serial task "Missing Distant Relatives".

[Missing Distant Relatives Series Quest]

[Current Step: Deliver the Bad News (Level B).]

[Quest Description: In the Kingdom of Braxton, there is a saying that fallen leaves return to their roots. Return to your hometown and tell her parents the sad news.]

[Mission deadline: None. 】

[Task Reward: 620 million experience points, 1 random reward.]

【The current task progress has been updated.】

Please go to 25 Ramblas Street, give Jay Stewell's belongings to her parents, and inform them of the sad news.

"Whether in my previous life or now, this is not my strong point!" For a moment, Zhou Ning felt like a hero without a place to use his skills.

But he was not a person who would hesitate. He took out his pocket watch from his arms, opened it and looked at the time. It was exactly 11 o'clock in the evening.

"I'm visiting someone's family right now. Before I even open my mouth, I might be beaten and kicked out as a harasser..."

"It's best to find a place to stay first and think about your words slowly."

Want to go home and live? No, Zhou Ning first rejected this idea.

He would go home and take a look. Based on his limited memory, his family should have been near La Rambla and belonged to the middle class. After all, if his family did not have enough assets, how could they afford to let him study at the top prestigious school in Braxton, Vic University?

But if possible, Zhou Ning did not want to get in touch with his previous incarnation's family. This was not because he was not his original incarnation and had no feelings for his original incarnation's family, but because of the factors in the realm of destiny.

The gap between their levels was too great. At his current level, if he developed a deep bond with a mortal, such as kinship, their fate would become entangled with his own: extraordinary beings, monsters, various authorities, and even various gods. No matter what the factor, it would be an unbearable burden for the other party.

As thoughts raced through his mind, Zhou Ning decided to take things one step at a time. He had a hunch that the relationship between him and his original family was most likely the biggest shackle that bound his spirit.

Once this problem is dealt with, it is likely to be the moment to completely complete spiritual sedimentation.

Compared with the previously prosperous Temple Harbor, the small town of Vorn City had no nightlife at all. There were no pedestrians on the streets, and the gas street lamps on both sides of the road were sometimes bright and sometimes dim. In the drizzle that reflected the dim light of the street lamps, Zhou Ning grabbed an umbrella and held it over his head, then walked towards Vorn City.

This small town has only three main streets and twelve secondary streets, and Rambla Street, the destination of my trip, is one of these secondary streets. Rambla means "wanderer" in Braxton, and I have the impression that it is a road full of mud and water.

But at the same time, a large number of vagrants gather here.

About 40 minutes later, he found an ordinary-looking hotel in a nearby block called the "Northland Hotel". He walked over slowly, carrying his cane and suitcase.

There is a notice posted at the entrance of the hotel that says "No pickpocketing here" and "No destruction of public facilities". There is even a law that is unlikely to be enacted through formal channels: "No blood stains on the sheets". There are also several wanted posters on the notice board, which seems to have more of a legal atmosphere than Nathaniel's law.

Is there a presence of the Church of the God of War in such a small town?

Zhou Ning took a look and sighed. They were just some ordinary stickers with no legal effect.

……

Early the next morning, Zhou Ning left the hotel and went to visit Rambla Street.

It was still raining and snowing at this time. Zhou Ning noticed that there were many men wearing strange black clothes and hoods handing out leaflets on the nearby streets.

Zhou Ning took it and took a look, and found that it was a fundraising advertisement.

As he walked towards Las Ramblas, he read the leaflet with great interest:

“The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage, and the greatness of mankind is the greatness of courage!”

"The end of the world is approaching, and all the major orthodox churches are trying to protect themselves. Only we, the Creation God Church, are still working hard to save humanity."

"When the Day of Judgment arrives, the Creator God will return, and the heavens and the earth will flee before him, and no place will be found for them. The whole world will be enveloped in a mighty flood."

"The sea will give up the dead in it, and death and Hades will give up the dead in them. They will be judged according to their works. The vast majority of mankind will be thrown into the flood. This flood is the second death."

"Do you want to live? Then come and cooperate with us. Our goal is to build a giant ark that can actually sail in the air. It will allow all the wise men who know how to plan ahead to survive this world-destroying flood."

“Contact: Adrian Marcus.

"Contact: 15 Cross Street, Docklands Trading Area."

This... Zhou Ning was shocked when he first saw the Creation God Cult, but after watching it for a while, he was sure that this person must be a liar. The Wayne Consortium needs this kind of big liar!

The part about the end of the world should be true, but the content in the middle is all from Genesis, and it has been changed into a mess, which is a far cry from the original text.

As for the Ark, it was even more impossible. An alchemical vessel could indeed float in the air, but to carry tens of thousands of Doomsday Arks, the power required couldn't be simply scaled up one-to-one. It involved the realm of the extraordinary, and required at least a quasi-god-level alchemist to create.

In other words, they needed a Goodwin, or even a god of craftsmen and alchemy. How was this possible?

However, considering that the other party had mentioned the Creation God Church, Zhou Ning still remembered the name and address.

Zhou Ning then found a nearby gift shop, spent 12 Victoria to buy some gifts, and carried them into the southern section of Rambla Street.

Only after entering Las Ramblas did Zhou Ning recall more memories.

The southern area here is a small barricade made of stones, logs and mud slabs, but a narrow passage is left next to the barricade for people to enter and exit.

According to Zhou Ning, since the streets are arranged in a U shape, this place used to be a racecourse. Many citizens are still keen on horse racing here. This is to buffer the speed of riding.

My former home should be at 131 Rambla Street. Jay Stwell's residence is at 25 Rambla Street, not far from each other.

Zhou Ning hesitated for a moment, and as he walked, his appearance changed into a polite young man wearing a well-fitting black suit.

There were crowds of people along the way, but surprisingly, no one noticed this.

When he arrived at 131 Rambla Street, Zhou Ning hesitated for the first time.

According to his observation Haki, there should be two people inside.