Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

The destination is not far from here. After about 20 minutes of carriage ride, we finally found Golden Street. As the center of Nathaniel, this is actually an area where players and NPCs are relatively concentrated.

At least Zhou Ning could feel the vigilant gazes from the law enforcement team, as well as the surprised and eager gazes from the players.

But this was not the time to interact with the players. With a smile on his face, he walked through the crowd and found No. 129 near No. 137 according to the address in the newspaper and rang the doorbell.

In the background story of the Apocalypse game, the doorbells in this world have a special design. The principle is to compress the air through an alchemical array, making the doorbell make a ding-dong sound to remind the homeowner that someone is visiting.

The inventor was an alchemist named Joseph Henry, so it is also called the Joseph Henry Door Ring Clock. Like the inventor of the cab timer, he made a lot of money with this patent, but also died because of it.

Ten seconds later, the door creaked open, and a young woman in a maid outfit opened the door. She looked Zhou Ning up and down, a suspicious blush on her face, and smiled.

"How can I help you?"

Zhou Ning waved the newspaper in his hand and responded politely:

"I'm here to rent a house. Is Viscount Hall here?"

The full name given in the newspaper was Sean Hall.

"Yes, but..." The maid seemed to hesitate a little, but did not continue. "Please wait a moment."

She walked hurriedly inside with her skirt lifted. Zhou Ning heard muffled voices coming from inside. After a while, the maid came out again and led Zhou Ning into the house. Zhou Ning took off her hat and held it in her hand, and put her cane and suitcase aside.

He had often heard that the Sifalik Kingdom offered high salaries to maintain integrity. The nobles and high-ranking officials often lived extravagantly and lavishly. A quick glance revealed that this was indeed the case. The living room alone contained several priceless antiques. The most striking piece was a clearly dated antique painting depicting a strikingly beautiful woman with blond hair and blue eyes. Her pointed ears suggested she was an elf.

At this moment, Jasmine's cold voice rang out beside Zhou Ning's ears, a hint of complexity in it. "I know the person in the painting. She was a former comrade of mine, named Louisa Hall. She was a female elf skilled in alchemy. In my time, she was once the Saint of the Alchemist and Craftsman Church."

Louisa Hall? Zhou Ning was slightly stunned. He hadn't expected to hear this name at this time. Thinking about the name Sean Hall, it was obvious that this Sean Hall was a descendant of Louisa Hall.

Then… he was keenly aware of the word “once” and subconsciously asked, “She wasn’t that anymore?”

"That's right. Later, during the War of the Gods, Edgeworth, the God of Craftsmen, stood against the major gods. Louisa left her original church and converted to the Elven Goddess. As for the specific details, I can't remember them clearly at the moment."

Zhou Ning pondered for a moment. Even in the background of the game "Apocalypse", the truth of the War of the Gods was still very vague. What he knew so far was that the sun goddess Servais, the goddess of nature and hunting Agnes, and the god of war Blomfield were in the same camp and were lovers.

According to the descriptions of their deeds and authority, the Goddess of Nature and Hunting should be the cloak of the Elf Goddess. As to why her power was stolen by the Dark Spider Mother, it is still unknown.

At this time, the maid brought herself to the living room and said to a man who was teasing a hound:

"Mr. Hall, the guest who wants to rent the house has arrived."

Viscount Hall was about forty years old. Perhaps because of his elven ancestry, he looked very handsome. He had a somewhat arrogant look, but his tone was quite gentle. He stood up and gestured to the sofa next to him.

"Good afternoon, please take a seat. What would you like to drink? My mint tea is very good."

"Mint tea, please."

Zhou Ning sat on the sofa and said with a smile. At this moment, he remembered that Mrs. Tulin always made mint tea when she received him, and the smile on his face became more sincere.

"Paula, give me a cup of spearmint tea." Viscount Hall ordered, then looked at Zhou Ning, "Do you want to rent house 129?"

"That's right. The size of the house is just right. Although the price is a bit expensive, it seems to be worth the money." Zhou Ning said with a smile.

Viscount Hall smiled reservedly and said, "You have very good taste. This place can be considered a semi-aristocratic area. If you can integrate into this community, the road to high society will be open to you."

"However, to avoid future disputes, I suggest you rent a few other houses. A tenant died at number 129, and his death was quite tragic. Since then, there have been some unusual movements at night. From number 119 to number 175 on Golden Law Street, they are all Hall's houses. Of course, the prices will be slightly higher."

Fuck...

Even though he was very rich now, Zhou Ning was still inevitably stimulated. More than 50 houses. Are all nobles so rich these days?

But when it comes to changing houses to rent, it seems that he thinks too much of himself. He shook his head decisively and added:

"No, I want this one. It has its own workshop, and I'm a pretty good alchemist."

"Alright." Viscount Hall stopped trying to dissuade me, his lips curled up slightly. "Considering the potential risk of vacating the premises, I won't accept short-term leases. The lease must be a minimum of one year, 650 Victar. Since you appear to be a true gentleman, I can waive your deposit. The total payment is 650 Victar."

"What if it's for sale?" Zhou Ning nodded thoughtfully and then asked.

He needed a completely private place in Nathaniel and didn't want to be constantly watched.

"For sale?" Viscount Hall was slightly startled, then thought for a moment and said, "If I sell it, 4000 Victars is the lowest price."

"Only 4000 Vectra?"

Zhou Ning's first thought was this, and he immediately felt that he was being too arrogant. Because Ignatius Woods had spent 8000 Vectra when he first hired him...

"Deal." Zhou Ning was too lazy to bargain and made the decision directly.

"That's great! I wish us a pleasant cooperation." Viscount Hall showed a look of surprise on his face. He stood up and shook hands with Zhou Ning.

Not long after, the maid brought each of them a cup of mint tea and a contract.

Zhou Ning took the mint tea and took a sip. It tasted pretty good, but it didn't have the unique flavor that Mrs. Tulin had brewed.

Viscount Hall across from him finished writing the contract, signed his name, and casually asked:

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Wayne Stewell." Zhou Ning had no intention of hiding his real name and spoke honestly.

Viscount Hall accidentally knocked over the mint tea in front of him with a "clack". He hurriedly wiped the table with his hands and his voice stammered: "Wayne...Wayne Stewell?"

He had just seen this name before. He was the focus of the top leaders of the Kingdom of Sifalik, a legendary gunman from the Kingdom of Bryston. According to the records, he had once killed a god.

His voice suddenly lowered, his eyes became friendly, and he even deliberately used honorifics. He pushed the contract to Zhou Ning and said, "Please sign your name."

At the location pointed by Viscount Hall, Zhou Ning signed his name fluently: Wayne Stewell.

After everyone signed, Zhou Ning counted out 4000 Victa in cash and handed it to Viscount Hall.

The other party took the cash without counting it, put it in his arms, and then lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Wayne, I will send Paula to help you tidy up the room so that you can move in easily. What I said is true. That sound often sounds when the moon is full. Of course, if you are a powerful extraordinary person like you, you shouldn't care."

"If you have time, I will organize a party tomorrow and introduce you to the neighbors nearby."

"Okay, thank you." Zhou Ning did not reject the other party's idea. His identity is very sensitive now, and more contact with local forces will help him gain a foothold in this place.

After chatting for a few more words, Zhou Ning, led by the maid Paula, opened the door of No. 129 Jinlu Street.

Suddenly, an eerie feeling came over me.

Aside from this inexplicably eerie feeling, the facilities here were better than I'd imagined. Not only did it have a separate workshop, but the interiors were also excellent. The left side of the first floor housed the living room, dining room, and kitchen, while the right contained three elegantly furnished guest rooms. The second floor offered three bedrooms, each with its own bathroom, a large study, and a private balcony. It was in no way inferior to my own house at 117 Gibbon Street.

Even in the living room, Zhou Ning saw the portrait of Louisa Hall, which seemed to be a standard feature of the Hall family's house.