Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

Chapter 460 Exploration

The fresh footprints must have been from the attackers. After entering the house, Ignatius Woods became visibly impatient and walked in front. Zhou Ning could only slow down and follow him, looking at each room one by one.

The first floor of the house is a simple reception room, bathroom and kitchen, and the floor is littered with all kinds of messy debris.

His inspiration and observation Haki told him that these were quite ordinary things and did not possess any spirituality.

Soon he followed Ignatius Woods to explore the first floor of the house. The other party walked towards the second floor without stopping, and Zhou Ning didn't even have time to stop him.

Based on the power of his observation Haki, he could sense that there were at least two undead spirits above.

Ignatius Woods had just taken a few steps up when his face suddenly changed. He stopped and stepped back.

Zhou Ning couldn't help but twitched his lips. At the corner of the stairs, he saw a figure in black clothes wandering around, with a white turban in the Ruins style on his head.

A typical corner kill, isn't this crazy?

Perhaps sensing someone's approach, the figure suddenly turned his head. His entire body had already rotted away, even one of his eyeballs was missing from his eye socket. He was clearly a corpse, but surprisingly, he was still incredibly aggressive. He pounced on Zhou Ning, trying to bite him.

Zhou Ning grabbed the "King" with his silver and black gloves, and with a flick of his hand, he knocked it against the opposite wall. With a loud "bang", it stopped moving.

A prompt came from the game interface:

[You killed a zombie (lv65), and gained 96000 experience points (experience decay 15%).]

"He has been dead for almost half a month, and the remaining spirit has long dissipated. Now he has no soul, not even a zombie." Zhou Ning vigorously waved away the blood stains on the King of Heaven and made a calm judgment. Now he no longer has any fear of this little scene.

"This is Hashem, my companion." Ignatius Woods was silent for a moment, then exhaled and said.

Zhou Ning followed Ignatius Woods and examined the body. He found that the cause of death was a crossbow arrow in the back. Judging from the wound and footprints, it was speculated that Cosmo Isaac was the culprit.

Ignatius Woods put Hashim's body into the storage ring and walked cautiously into the second floor. Zhou Ning followed closely behind him and saw a straight, long corridor in front of him. It was somewhat similar to the first and second floors. All the doors here were open, including the outermost balcony.

Judging from the large amount of dust when entering the first floor and the situation on the second floor, the attacker should have climbed in from the second-floor balcony and killed everyone inside.

At this moment, as the open door swung wildly, a gust of cold wind suddenly came from behind them, making their hair stand on end!

A cloud of cold and slightly evil mist flew towards them.

"boom!"

Zhou Ning had already "seen" this scene, and without hesitation, he drew out "Retribution" and shot it in the head.

A bullet that was condensed with frost, holy light and fire flew out and hit the fog accurately.

A shrill female scream was heard, and a female ghost wearing a gauze robe and a veil appeared in the place where she was, with a hideous face, being burned by blazing golden flames.

After a moment, it burned to ashes. His own ripples and holy light could be called the nemesis of undead monsters.

After killing the vengeful spirit, the originally eerie room suddenly returned to normal, and all the coldness and evil disappeared completely at the same time.

"This is Sammy, my companion and one of my best friends."

Ignatius Woods' face unconsciously showed a look of grief. He made a prayer gesture similar to a "windmill leaf" clockwise in front of his chest and lowered his head silently.

Zhou Ning watched this scene silently, and guessed that there must be a love story that was full of interesting moments and made people sigh.

After a while, Ignatius Woods started moving again. He continued to explore room after room, as if he was looking for something, but after searching all the rooms on the second floor, he still found nothing.

Then came the third floor. After reaching it, Zhou Ning couldn't help but squint his eyes. He saw that the entire third floor had been arranged into a large laboratory. Various bottles and jars were placed inside. All of them had been opened and poured on the ground, and a large amount of dried green liquid flowed out.

Ignatius Woods glanced left and right, quickly looked around, and after confirming that there were no more bodies, he visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he came to the wall and dug out a brick with his hands. There was actually a well-hidden secret compartment inside.

He fumbled around for a while and pulled out a dusty notebook. He then carefully opened it and flipped through several pages, as if trying to verify its authenticity.

What puzzled Zhou Ning was that the text inside was actually ancient elven language. Could it be that Ignatius Woods was actually a super cultured person?

Ignatius Woods quickly flipped through the book, then hid it close to his body. He then looked at Zhou Ning and sighed, saying:

"Thank you for your help. I still have two companions alive. But until I can contact them, can you continue to be employed? I will pay you a satisfactory fee, and I will also be careful to keep myself hidden to avoid attracting the attention of the Alchemist and Craftsman Church."

"And I'll still work for you during my employment, just like Rich Burke."

"Work for me?"

Zhou Ning's mind raced. The hidden dangers of Ignatius Woods lay in his enemies, the Church of Alchemy and Craftsmen, and the angel in Luins. But the benefits were also obvious. He wanted to develop the Star Guild into a faction, requiring the power of a large number of NPCs. The benefits of having a skilled craftsman were self-evident.

And even if he really meets that angel, he still has countless trump cards to use. The two possession cards, Sword God Zhou Ning and Time Traveler Zhou Ning, are ready to go. If it doesn't work, he can continue to borrow the spiritual attributes temporarily and summon the three phantom gods to help, or even the creator god of light, Herakdi.

After weighing the pros and cons, Zhou Ning looked up at Ignatius Woods and said, "This deal can be done, but the conditions have to be changed. The current chips are not enough to attract me. You should be aware that you might attract a true angel."

"How to change?" Ignatius Woods asked without thinking.

"You can decide on the remuneration, but the working period must be extended to three years. During this period, I will do my best to ensure your safety..." Zhou Ning said with a smile.

"Three years?" Ignatius Woods's expression changed. After an awkward silence, he nodded as if accepting his fate. "Deal. I'll prepare a contract later."

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation." Zhou Ning smiled and said, "Then you can tell me the information about that angel now. Just in case, I need to make preparations in advance."

"I don't know his specific occupation or identity. I only know that he's an elderly man dressed in black. He's very old, speaks in a very hoarse voice, and always wears a hood. He was once the teacher of Charles VII, the former King of the Kingdom of Bryston. Oh, and his name is Windgun."

"Windgun?" At this time, it was Zhou Ning's turn to be completely stunned.