Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

Standing at the door of the bar, Zhou Ning widened his eyes slightly. Through his observation Haki, he actually sensed some scent of the undead in this bar. It seemed that the tradition of Tartarus Island's preference for ice love was not groundless.

Like any other bar, there was a bulletin board at the entrance of the "cemetery". As expected, Zhou Ning saw many familiar names on it.

Valentine, the Northern Pirate Emperor, "Weather Lord," still held the top spot with a bounty of 60 Victa. King Lavidus, who had previously been defeated by him, seemed to have accomplished something significant, raising his bounty to 23 Victa. Most notably, the portrait of Norman Langdon, the "Shaman King," originally ranked third, now had a checkmark drawn over it, indicating the bounty had been fulfilled, though the name of the person who fulfilled it was not mentioned.

What surprised Zhou Ning a little was that the bounty on Richie Burke had unexpectedly risen to 1.5 Victa. He had no idea what he had done right under his nose.

Zhou Ning glanced at the darkening sky, smiled lightly, and followed Elsa into the bar. This place is not only a famous restaurant and internet celebrity check-in spot on Tartarus Island, but also the most famous gathering point for sailors, intelligence dealers, and adventurers in the port.

The possible conspiracy of the little broken book and the whereabouts of Archbishop Edward, Valentine and others were like a sword hanging over his head, urging him not to stop.

Elsa paused at the door, waiting until she was shoulder to shoulder with Zhou Ning before she said, "This is the bar and restaurant I told you about. Actually, it's not famous for the food, but for the rules of dining here. You must clear your plate after eating, otherwise you will be spanked."

She glanced at Zhou Ning, then at the three people from the water, and smiled, "More than 80% of the people here are here for the punishment. I'll pay for all the food tonight, and the same goes for you. Even if you want to be spanked, it's fine. Just order."

"As expected of a knight of generosity, the clan motto is generosity..." Zhou Ning thought silently.

"What? A spanking?"

The three players looked at each other in bewilderment. Could the NPCs in this game be so skilled? Brother Tangshan couldn't help but feel excited.

Evening was the peak time for bar business. As soon as Zhou Ning pushed open the door, he felt the hustle and bustle that was inevitable for such a scene. He was also shocked by the scene inside.

A pirate who had left some food and was about to leave the restaurant was pinned down on the knees and spanked by a sturdy, black-haired lady who looked very similar to Shen Teng. The onlookers around him whistled and cheered loudly from time to time.

Vulgar, too vulgar. Zhou Ning shook his head slightly and looked at the scene around him.

In the bar, many white paper strips hung from the ceiling, making it look more like a funeral hall than a bar. Even the bar music was relatively low, playing the famous funeral music of the Sifalic Kingdom "Sorrow or Joy". Even the waitresses were dressed in black, which was very outrageous.

But the people present seemed to be enjoying the atmosphere. Like other bars, there was a tall boxing ring in the most conspicuous place. The only difference was that the people fighting were not groundhogs or humans, but a Northlander and a boxing kangaroo. Many people around were shouting and cheering at the top of their lungs.

The boxing ring was separated by a dining area and a drinking area. Many adventurers and pirates were sitting around, exchanging various rumors. Elsa was the first to sit at a table on the right and began to order food.

Zhou Ning narrowed his eyes slightly. On the other side of the dining area, perhaps by fate, he saw an old acquaintance.

Brown-haired, blue-eyed, thin, and a bit nearsighted, Rick Green, a freeloader dressed in adventurer's attire, was dining in a corner with a few of his companions, surrounded by a group of adventurers. Judging by the size of his meal, he was likely in for a spanking.

But weren't they recruiting members to explore Hood Island's weather and tides? 200 Victors per person, and that's all they need?

Zhou Ning was about to squeeze in to sit at Elsa's table when he heard Rick Green mention his name.

"...Do you know the legendary Wayne Stewell? The God Slayer, the King of Gunslingers. I know him, and we can be considered a friend. He is also very interested in this weather tide expedition. We are still short of some manpower. Are you interested?" Rick Green picked up a glass of wine and said to the adventurers around him.

Zhou Ning was slightly stunned. This freeloader was really freeloading... He even used his fame to recruit others to join his gang. Wasn't he afraid that the real boss would come after him?

An adventurer asked in a deep voice:

"Will Wayne Stewell participate in this expedition? Also, how is the treasure distributed?"

"He told me to come over whenever he has time. He is now working with the Church of the God of War to fight evil. As for the distribution of the treasure, I can sign an agreement. As long as we get the spoils, we will follow the principle of equal distribution." Rick Green said calmly.

But then, Rick Green's eyes accidentally caught sight of Zhou Ning, who was looking at him with a half-smile on his face. He even nodded at him and politely raised his hat. Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he shut his mouth in fear.

At the same time, he heard someone running in from a distance, shouting:

"...Big news! Wayne Stewell just killed the demigod of the sea, the Shaman King Norman Langdon! Someone witnessed it. I heard the Northern Pirate Emperor is looking for him and has offered a 20 Victar reward."

Fuck! Rick Green's hand trembled, knocking over the wine glass he had just placed on the table. He didn't even dare to look at Zhou Ning, and hurriedly pulled a few of his companions up, wanting to leave the bar.

"You haven't finished eating yet?"

When he arrived at the door of the bar, his body suddenly felt lighter, and he was picked up by the black-haired lady at the door who looked like Shen Teng, who put him on her knees and spanked him.

Zhou Ning: "..."

I didn't expect that Brother Baipiao had such a talent for comedy. At this time, he lost the idea of ​​continuing to cause trouble for the other party. He shook his head, pulled out a chair and sat down.

However, he hadn't expected that the news of his killing of Norman Langdon would spread so quickly, and even reached Valentine's ears. This put him directly on the natural opposite side of Valentine. Could this also be a plot by the little book? Zhou Ning felt a little aggrieved for some reason.

The little broken book seems to be able to sense everything related to it, and make corresponding responses and arrangements, and can even create various coincidences to form a situation that is favorable to it.

Zhou Ning still couldn't figure out how to block the other party's perception. He picked up the menu and asked Jasmine while thinking:

"Do you know of any way to prevent that book from affecting you?"

Jasmine naturally knew about the existence of this book. She hesitated for a moment and replied:

"I'm not sure. There was no information about that book back then, but I feel like this ability is something only readers above the angel level can do. You can try to cut off your connection with him by erasing his memory."

"Erase memory?" Zhou Ning was slightly startled, tapping the table unconsciously. "I remember there was a third-level spell called Oblivion in the magic encyclopedia I got from the physical magician Matthew's world. It can temporarily erase a memory. You might want to give it a try."