The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"What is this...Goldfinger? Or is it a sign-in benefit for newbies?"

Sigmon rubbed his numb cheeks, looking at the ghost carriage in front of him and complaining.

The two ghost horses pulling the cart were all black, with strong limbs and pale flames burning on their hooves.

The material on the surface of the carriage is neither gold nor wood, and there are faint black smoke connected to the surrounding void. The relief and patterns on the surface have become unrecognizable under the wear and tear of the years, but the sense of the vicissitudes of history is coming.

Sigmund is a traveler.

To be precise, it was his original body, an ordinary Chinese from the blue planet, who closed his eyes forever during a passionate youthful all-nighter.

When he woke up again, he occupied the body of a young man named Sigmund Skinder.

But at the beginning of time travel, Sigmund found himself in a big trouble.

Surrounded by wind and snow, in addition to the predicament given by nature, what makes Sigmund collapse is that he is forever trapped in the same day's time loop.

Over and over again, every day is faced with the same wooden house and the raging wind and snow.

For the next twenty-seven days, he experienced hunger, cold, beast attacks, and finally found a more desperate reality after seven deaths.

The whole space seems to be in nothingness, and the surrounding boundaries are bottomless darkness.

Until the twenty-eighth day, the monotonous cycle finally turned around.

At the moment when the cycle alternated, in the endless darkness, there was the sound of horse hooves, and then the ghost carriage burning with flames appeared in front of his eyes.

"It's a girl, it's a girl..."

"Beautiful skin, white skin and long legs..."

"If there will be a new guest in the carriage in the next second, then please bless me..."

In Sigmon's wild thoughts, the car door was slammed open, followed by a burst of flames, the ancient parchment rolled slowly, and at the same time, countless information poured into his mind.

The next second, Sigmon subconsciously stretched out his right hand, and the parchment rolled into his arm.

pat.

He stepped on the ladder to board the carriage.

"The target is locked, the contract is concluded, dear sir, you have become the new owner of the nightmare carriage."

The space inside the car is much bigger than Sigmon imagined.

The soft couch, coffee table and wine cabinet are all available. Now he doesn't look like he is in a carriage, but in a well-decorated parlour.

Underfoot is a hand-sewn wool carpet, the surrounding walls are also covered with wood-colored planks, the overhead chandeliers are gorgeous, and the sofa under them is soft...

At this moment, a faint voice sounded from the ear.

"Dear master, the carriage is about to start, and the journey is boring. In order to kill time, the following services are specially prepared for you."

1. Delicious food, beer, beverage, mineral water from all over the world.

2. All-encompassing books can both cultivate sentiment and pass the time.

3. Rare and precious toys for your viewing.

4. This entry is not convenient for public display.

"It's quite human, even knowing how to make a basic classification."

Sigmund smiled. The first three categories are easy to understand, but what the **** is the fourth one?

I want to see how inconvenient this inconvenience is to show it publicly.

In his mind, Sigmund chose the fourth category with his mind.

"Sorry, dear master, the Nightmare Carriage is temporarily unable to provide you with this service. Your request has been recorded, and we will search for suitable women for you as soon as possible..."

"Uh... female *****..."

Sigmund's pupils dilated violently, "What, why is there such a classification on this car?!"

"No, no, it's just a carriage. It's normal to talk about life after loneliness."

"Besides, there are many types of services."

Next time, next time, I must experience it myself to see if it's the serious one or the non-serious one.

If it is the latter, Sigmund feels that it is necessary to criticize him severely!

Sighing, he clicked on the first category.

Trapped in a time loop for 27 days, Sigmon has no food source and drinks melted snow when he is thirsty.

Hungry to a certain extent, apart from resetting his body state by death, the only food he can choose is the corpse he left outside.

The longest time, he endured ten days, and finally ended in suicide.

So now, whether it is mental or physical, they all yearn for a hearty meal.

Nilfgaard's Military Barbecue: The favorite of Nilfgaard's soldiers.

Yanan's Bloody Cocktail: It comes from the simple and honest Yanan, where the **** cocktail is unique. It is said that this special liquid is mixed with real blood. This particular drink is more charming than alcohol.

Dante's cheese pizza, the special baked bird eggs of the Undead in the North...

Looking at it, Sigmon suddenly realized a problem.

"How come the names of these things are so similar to the many games I've played in my previous life?" Thinking to himself, he quickly opened the remaining two categories.

Sure enough.

Books, rare treasures, some of which he had heard of, and more things he had never heard of.

"Can you provide me with everything here for free?" Sigmund thought to himself, and soon the carriage gave a positive response.

"What are you waiting for?!"

"Take one of each barbecue pizza, and ten barrels of Livia beer first!"

Sigmund stretched out and lay on the sofa, but the next second, he suffered a merciless mental blow.

"I'm sorry, dear master, because of insufficient inventory, we cannot provide you with the above services temporarily. Your request has now been recorded..."

"What do you have?"

Feelings of ups and downs, after a long while, Sigmon only uttered a word.

In the next second, the four classification options disappeared, and there was only a book and an apple left in front of Sigmon.

Strengthen the fruit: After eating, it can comprehensively improve various physical fitness, UU reading www.uukanshu. com includes but is not limited to strength, agility, endurance...

Book of Enlightenment: After reading, you will gain spiritual power and enter a state of extraordinary enlightenment. Your physical fitness will be improved in a short period of time. Please pay attention to timely replenishment of nutrients and balance your mental state. "

"After enlightenment is completed, special abilities will be awakened."

In the literal sense, Sigmund quickly understood the effect of strengthening the fruit, but he was curious about the Book of Enlightenment.

"Spiritual power, transcendence, special ability..."

"It seems that this world is not a simple machine and factory."

The world in which Sigmund Skind lives is relatively close to the nineteenth century of the last generation in terms of historical process. The steam is roaring and the factories are everywhere, but the details are very different from the previous generation.

Curious, Sigmon opened the book of enlightenment and bit the apple.

The brain roared, and at the same time, the picture in front of him shattered, the exquisite carpets and gorgeous decorations disappeared, and replaced by the closed carriage and the dampness mixed with the smell of sweat.

Sigmon's side was full of sullen-faced men and women dressed in sackcloth.

There was an abnormal noise from outside the car, and they were obviously in the middle of a moving carriage.

After the bump, a big furry face with rosacea lifted the curtain and squeezed in.

"Baihaiou Villa is here, get out of the car!"

The man swept over everyone's faces with a picky look, and finally stopped on Sigmund.

He grinned, revealing a mouth full of rotten teeth.

"Lucky boy, get out of the car and follow me."

Sigmund blinked, his heart shrank violently, and then he heard the man continue: "It looks good, Master Nick should like you!"

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