Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

"With my current strength, I can still fulfill three of your wishes. Every time I fulfill one of your wishes, you must also fulfill one of mine." The voice of the huge werewolf genie sounded.

At this time, Meredith said in a gentle voice:

"Don't make a wish that's too difficult for Him. Think about General Thunder. You might pay a thousand times the price and still get nothing."

Zhou Ning nodded. Meredith's words made sense, but the other party didn't know he possessed the power of wishing. If the two sides couldn't reach an agreement, he could use his power to offset most of the possible punishment. The risk was relatively low.

Moreover, this werewolf lamp spirit seemed to be particularly polite to him... Zhou Ning's heart moved slightly, and he smiled and said:

"Can I make any wish?"

"That's right." The giant werewolf Lamp Spirit hesitated for two seconds and said, "As He said, try not to exceed my capabilities, otherwise it won't be completely without cost."

He is really polite...

Zhou Ning nodded calmly and fell into thought for a moment.

In the field of mysticism, there is an iron rule: never trade with unknown entities. Otherwise, no one knows what will happen. The price may include, but is not limited to, corruption, madness, possession, becoming a sacrifice for the other party's return, etc. This method of exchanging wishes for wishes is a kind of transaction, and the case of Thunder General Bilson is a precedent.

After thinking about it, Zhou Ning tentatively made a very simple wish: "I want good luck that lasts for 48 hours."

The giant werewolf genie maintained a calm expression and said loudly, "This is very simple."

This was a wish Zhou Ning had thought of in advance. It was not too excessive and easy to achieve, but it was very useful to him. He planned to test the other party's bottom line bit by bit.

Two golden flames leaped from the giant werewolf lamp god's eyes, and a visible green aura rose from his hands and sank into Zhou Ning's head:

"Your wish has been granted. My wish is to receive 240000 Victa from you. No, wait, 60000 Victa will do, no less."

What? Zhou Ning couldn't help but be shocked. This guy was really good, even taking advantage of the situation and hitting his weak spot accurately. 12 Vectee was his bottom line, and 24 Vectee was all he had left. If he really asked for 240000 Vectee from him, he might be furious.

"Deal." Zhou Ning was silent for a long time and said in a deep voice. Then, he watched his Victor balance decrease significantly.

At the same time, a gambler's lucky dice appeared in Zhou Ning's hand and he threw it into the sky.

The dice jumped and flipped in the air for a few times before he placed it on the back of his hand. The number was:

"6!"

Not bad, at least I won't lose money. It seems that this werewolf genie is really polite...

According to his own guess, it was probably because Alfred had just been defeated by him, causing his subconscious projection, that is, the werewolf genie, to be instinctively afraid of him.

Zhou Ning sighed silently and then made his second wish.

"I want to...locate Archbishop Edward's location."

When hearing Zhou Ning's second wish, except for Meredith who remained expressionless, everyone else, including Bishop Roger and Smith Hall, gave him a look of gratitude.

This wish was also something Zhou Ning had thought of before, and it was also the key to breaking the deadlock this time. Instead of searching aimlessly in the forest, worrying about running into the other party again, it was better to let the problem be solved by making a wish.

But this time, the Werewolf Lamp Spirit fell into a long silence, and after a while he said cautiously:

"This wish can be fulfilled, but you need to pay a certain price, okay?"

Zhou Ning thought for a moment, then changed the question:

"What would it take for me to lock up Carl Robbins' position, now Rick Green?"

The Werewolf Lamp Spirit fell silent again, and after a moment he said dryly:

"This wish can be granted, but I need 24 Vectas. This is the price I have to pay."

Zhou Ning nodded and turned his gaze directly to Meredith, his eyes full of hints. Logically speaking, shouldn't he be the one to pay for this?

Meredith nodded calmly and said:

“We will pay for this.”

"Then, deal." Now that he had Meredith's promise, Zhou Ning no longer hesitated and chose to complete the transaction directly.

"As you wish." A crude wooden compass sprang from the Werewolf Lamp Spirit's hand. He then cut his palm and dripped golden blood onto it. Instantly, streaks of black light swirled across it. On it, Zhou Ning saw countless fragmented wishes.

"Okay." After a few seconds, the werewolf lamp spirit sighed, his face looked a little listless, then he raised his hand and made it appear in Zhou Ning's hand.

"This compass will always point to Carl Robbins's location for 12 hours, not a minute more or less."

"That's enough." Zhou Ning nodded, curling his lips, and a thought subconsciously flashed through his mind:

It is indeed a miracle item!

Being able to break the interference of the small broken book with the will of the subconscious projection alone made him realize the horror of the gods in a true sense.

No matter what, now he can finally have the final showdown with Carl Robbins and Little Broken Book.

Although he still had an instinctive fear of the unknown existence in Archbishop Edward, he had no way to retreat and could not escape at this time.

Next is one last wish. Since he has already tried this far, Zhou Ning doesn't mind asking about the death propositions of all the magic lamps in his previous life.

He was also prepared to use his own authority to prevent the other party from turning hostile and smashing the magic lamp, and asked with a smile:

"My third wish is that you fulfill three more of my wishes."

At this moment, Zhou Ning saw confusion, shock, and then anger on the wolf lamp god's face. He said in a loud and angry voice:

"No, that's impossible! I won't agree to such an unreasonable request."

"Unless you can promise to do your utmost to help me return, I can try my best to fulfill your wishes during this time."

"That's my bottom line."

Zhou Ning's heart moved, and he keenly noticed a loophole in the werewolf lamp god's words.

He smiled calmly and waved his hand:

"Then let's keep this wish for now and leave first!"

As if under some kind of ban, the vague and huge werewolf shadow instantly turned into a cloud of smoke, and then accurately drilled back into the spout of the pot, and the magic lamp fell to the ground with a click.

Zhou Ning bent down to pick up the magic lamp again and put it back into the inventory.

His last wish was indeed to deliberately provoke the other party, and he really got something in return.

Zhou Ning keenly grasped a key factor from the words just now, that is, this werewolf genie was not the subconscious projection deduced by Meredith, but was most likely Alfred himself.

From his subconscious expression and his words "I will do my best to help me return", Zhou Ning could almost be sure of this.

Although the other party had been acting and trying to deceive him, in Zhou Ning's opinion, there was indeed some sincerity in the other party's last deal.

But Zhou Ning was not ready to agree for the time being. He wanted to keep the other party in suspense first, leaving him alone for a while to see if he could squeeze out more benefits and obtain more information, and then try to use the authority of the power of wishing to shirk his responsibility.