Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

After a while, horned horses drove in from outside the naval port, pulling two carriages with the silver star and crest printed on them. This was the Lambert family's crest.

In addition to the Lambert family, there were also several Darkley Field police officers wearing white tights and red military uniforms. They were here to investigate the naval port incident.

In the Kingdom of Bryston, apart from the nobles, only active soldiers and police can wear this kind of clothing similar to the lobster soldiers in England in the original time and space.

"Mr. Wayne, let's get in the car and I'll take you out. Otherwise, you might be stopped and questioned by the people from the Earth Ring." Brown Lambert raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and said in a deep voice.

Zhou Ning nodded, not rejecting Brown Lambert's offer. He also didn't want to invite trouble. The northwest corner of Darkland, where the naval port was located, had once been the territory of the Church of Poseidon. After its decline, the Church of Poseidon retreated to the maritime kingdom of Rivendell, leaving the remaining territory under the control of the Church of the Earth Goddess and its transcendental group, the Earth Ring.

If the Sun Guardians' difficulty level was 1, then the Earth Ring was 10. Once entangled, even a skin peeling off would be the least of their trouble. Zhou Ning had suffered a lot from them when he was still a player.

Fortunately, their intelligence department doesn't seem to be very powerful. Just like the police in the movies, they often only appear after the movie is over.

After Zhou Ning got on the carriage, the carriage drove through the wind and snow and headed towards Levia Street without stopping.

Compared with the miserable carriage of the Japanese defenders, this carriage was not only covered with thick brown bear skin carpet, but also had a luxurious wine cabinet.

Brown Lambert, now reassuring himself of his tribe's "proud" demeanor, pulled a bottle of Christa Island champagne from the wine cabinet and poured each of them a glass. He then asked Zhou Ning and Spark for more details.

Christatia Island is a small island southeast of Bryston. It's notoriously unpredictable, with droughts, heavy rains, and frosts occurring frequently. However, the grapes grown there are surprisingly delicious. At its peak, a bottle cost as much as 1800 Vectars. Consuming it also has a chance of increasing mental attributes—of course, the latter was also discovered in a previous life through testing with the underwater Sunken Star.

Zhou Ning took a sip and a smile appeared on his face. He was lucky this time and got the mental power +1 as he wished. Then, facing Brown's questions, he answered as detailed as possible. The facts were there, and he did not hide or lie.

He focused on the death of Joshua Lambert, whom he had witnessed after the auction, and the possible suspicion of Earl Robbins, and also recounted everything he had seen and heard in Elsop Swamp.

I believe that with Brown Lambert's shrewdness, it will not be difficult for him to determine the suspicion of Earl Robins and the Retreat in this matter. With his influence in the political arena of the Kingdom of Bryston, he may be able to bring some changes to the current situation.

"Karl Robbins?" Brown Lambert was slightly surprised at first, then fell into deep thought and did not speak again along the way.

After a while, the carriage stopped at the intersection of Levia Street. Zhou Ning declined the offer from Lambert and his son to accompany him a little further. He only took an umbrella from the carriage and opened it with a snap to block out the wind and snow.

Through his observation Haki, he had predicted that there would be a heavy rain in this place soon.

Zhou Ning shook his head and smiled. This scene seemed familiar.

The night he first traveled to the world of Apocalypse, Qian West did this to him. Thinking about it now, it seems like a lifetime ago.

Almost at the same time, the wind and snow in the sky quietly and seamlessly switched to heavy rain, and the rain as big as soybeans poured down. Zhou Ning held an umbrella and walked slowly towards the Xilin Grocery Store two blocks away.

On the way, Zhou Ning happened to pass by the poorhouse that he had remembered before, which was close to Levia Street. He couldn't help but stop and look at that place from a distance.

"179 Hemingway Street..."

Within his field of vision, there was an almost one-to-one replica of the Ascender building he had seen in the mural. Even though it was raining heavily, there were still a few ragged children playing the game of Weathering With You at the door.

On the roof, several men in ragged white linen shirts were braving the rain to repair a leaking roof. Was this the legendary work-for-relief program?

"Who is the son of weather? Wind, rain, thunder and lightning! Who is the son of weather? Fog, dew, clouds and frost! Haha, I am the biggest, I am the son of weather!" A little girl shouted happily.

Jasmine said in Zhou Ning's mind: "This place has a subtle aura of death. Just like Ian and John, these children are also tainted with the aura of misfortune."

Zhou Ning nodded in agreement. With his keen intuition, he could indeed sense a faint breath of death lingering there, and the smell was disgusting.

It seems that I have to ask Sherlock carefully later, what exactly happened in these workhouses?

Just as Zhou Ning retracted his gaze and prepared to leave, he heard a sudden sound of falling tiles and a dull thud in the distance. A middle-aged man in a white sweatshirt, slippery on the wet ground, missed a step and fell from the roof. He was instantly silent. A pool of blood flowed from his body and pooled in the ditch. He didn't even have time to offer a helping hand.

he died.

There was a sudden chaos over there. The little girl who had just been so happy about being the Weathering Son ran over and threw herself on him, crying loudly, "Daddy, Daddy!"

At this time, in the workhouse, a pale and thin middle-aged woman walked out quickly. Seeing this scene, she burst into tears with an expression of disbelief. For this family, losing a pillar of support means that the whole family will inevitably go to death. The little girl stood aside with tears on her face, at a loss for what to do.

Zhou Ning exhaled deeply and took off his hat. He had just witnessed the extravagance of the nobility, and now he was seeing this. Is this a game? How could you possibly think this was just a game?

The little girl suddenly felt her head sink. A hat was placed on top of her head. When she looked up, she saw Zhou Ning putting his hat on her head and said softly, "Don't cry, child. Don't cry."

Zhou Ning then rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a dozen Victa notes and a few Roshen notes from his wallet. He stuffed them into the middle-aged woman's hands and said softly, "Don't stay. Take this money to bury your husband, then leave and find a job."

"Thank you, the Sun Goddess will definitely bless you." The middle-aged woman showed a brief look of astonishment, and tears flowed after a while, followed by a series of thanks.

Zhou Ning waved his hand indifferently. It wasn't that he was unwilling to leave more money, but looking at the expressions of the people around him, he knew that leaving more money would undoubtedly be sending them to death.

After leaving the workhouse, Zhou Ning's expression became increasingly heavy. It was obvious that although this incident was an accident, it was not an accident. The bad weather, the existence of unknown supernatural factors, and the bad luck caused this scene to happen.

There are bound to be more such accidents happening in places that I can't see. This is Dockland, cold and realistic.

More than ten minutes later, Zhou Ning arrived at Xilin Grocery Store, pushed open the door and walked in.