Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

East of Dulles.

Bill Ferguson, a professor and meteorologist at King's College, sat by the window, looking out at the weather.

The sky is covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a storm is about to come.

As a meteorologist who excels at transforming thunderstorms, Ferguson has always been interested in lightning, and often wondered whether the electricity generated by artificial friction, the electricity brought about by the casting of lightning spells, and the lightning in the sky are actually the same substance?

He had previously discovered that friction between amber and moonstone generates a tiny electric current, capable of attracting small, lightweight objects. But what about a larger current? Could it be used as a form of energy, similar to steam?

In the apocalyptic world, thunder and lightning are generally considered to be the domain of God. Then there is a saying among meteorologists: thunder and lightning are electric discharges in the sky. Is this correct?

At this moment, perhaps it was a revelation from God, an idea suddenly popped up in Bill Ferguson's mind. He didn't care that it was late at night or the storm outside, and hurriedly climbed onto the roof. He erected a long iron pole on the roof with an iron ruler tied underneath. The purpose was to lead the electricity from the sky into the house for observation and study.

He prepared an unknown strange object that could absorb electricity and placed it in the house as a container, and then waited quietly in the room.

The next second, a flash of light accompanied by a loud thunderclap, Bill Ferguson was struck black by lightning and fell to the ground, twitching non-stop. He didn't regain consciousness until half an hour later.

Then, I was surprised to find that the container was already filled with silvery-white electric current.

Now it can be proven that lightning is electricity! Ferguson showed a surprised smile on his face. This may be a historic moment for mankind.

……

Zhou Ning put down the newspaper and slowly exhaled. This Bill Ferguson was naturally under Zhou Ning's deliberate guidance, responsible for guiding the occurrence of the power revolution in public.

He poured some of his ideas into the other person's mind in the form of a torrent of knowledge, but he didn't expect the other person's actions to be so radical. He was almost electrocuted and was rescued by Zhou Ning. He really cared about humanity.

If I were to lead this electric revolution, it would be too sensitive and would easily make players have wild thoughts and think that I am a time traveler.

Bill Ferguson, a demigod-level meteorologist, holds a very high status in the academic field, and it is only fitting that he should take the blame for himself.

As a righteous god in the field of knowledge, Zhou Ning does not care about the false reputation of who will lead the electric revolution. What is more important is to ensure success.

The ritual that accommodates the "uniqueness of the visionary" needs to make the development of the times conform to one's own expectations. One only needs to make adjustments in secret to ensure that the process does not go wrong.

Then, when the electric revolution comes and the technological wave rolls forward, we will accommodate it in a unique way.

As for placing an advertisement in the newspaper seeking cooperation, that was Bill Ferguson's own idea.

This piece of news was prominently published in the newspaper.

"The second greatest scientific project in human history is seeking collaboration..."

"Humanity has never lacked greatness; what it lacks is the vision and wisdom to discover it. A thousand years ago, the discovery of steam propelled history forward. I would call this the first scientific and technological revolution. Now we are on the verge of a second, beginning with the taming of violent lightning and culminating in the partial or complete replacement of the steam engine."

"A thousand years ago, the inventor of the steam engine was said to have become a king. Today, dreamers willing to invest in electricity can at least become future multi-millionaires."

"Contact: Bill Ferguson."

“Contact: Department of Meteorology, King’s College.”

Zhou Ning raised his eyebrows. He was going to find something for "Miracle to You" to do, so he started by following up on this electric revolution completely.

He wasn't going to pay too much attention.

……

Starry sky station.

Despite the heavy rain, the players still stood at the entrance of the base, looking forward to Wayne Stewell's arrival.

The most anxious ones right now are the ordinary players who still have some money and the professional players who have just reached the maximum level.

This is already the second to last day of the faction activities, which also means that the benefits of the top 250 people on the daily list entering the City of Omniscience are about to come to an end. God knows when Wayne will give out such benefits next time?

There were only 250 spots available per day among over 7 players! Their chance to earn double experience for seven days and create exclusive skills hadn't even arrived yet, and they could only watch other players brag on the forum.

Many players are gearing up, preparing their wallets, and ready to go all in in the last two days.

Grantham is one of them. He's had a rough year recently, finishing in 2st and 251rd place twice. Today is his last ripple, and he's ready to go all-in.

At the same time, Alex and Yanran Weile were also eagerly waiting. The short girl's advantage in being able to grind was too great. After she reached the maximum level, it was not until two days later, that is, last night, that Alex and Yanran Weile reached the maximum level one after another.

The angelic power Jinse had displayed over the past two days was truly enticing. Not only had she won 50 consecutive matches in the arena, reaching the top without losing a single one, but she had also accepted numerous faction quests in a row. If she didn't advance further, the gap would widen. It was truly frustrating.

"Here he comes, Boss Wayne is here!"

There was a commotion up ahead, and the crowd, like a parted sea, neatly split into two columns. Grantham, his heart racing and his hands trembling, rushed over. Based on his previous experience, spending money earned more points than spending experience. Today, he'd brought his entire savings of 8200 Vectra, just to fulfill a dream. Hopefully, he could buy something good.

Opening Wayne Stewell's personal store, Grantham saw the new store tab at a glance, and it seemed that there were many new products.

Senbonzakura? Cain's Sword? Azure Sky Song? Doomsday Blade?

These pieces of equipment are all top-notch! Grantham was drooling with envy. Looking at the prices, they all start at 6! Why not just rob them?

As soon as I refreshed the page, all these weapons were bought. It seemed that my post was written in vain. These equipments were obviously priced at a premium.

Grantham searched all the personal stores, but the prices were all very high. Finally, he found a dusty magic weapon in the corner of the store: Dark Spear Blade, made by Ignatius Woods, which cost exactly 4600 Victar, but this was only enough to rank him outside the top 400.

Helplessly, he could only continue to check the goods over and over again. Grantham was now very poor and could not afford expensive things. Wait, what was this?

Grantham's eyes lit up when he noticed an alchemical potion called Treasure Hunting Potion in a corner of the store. It must have been something Wayne Stewell had just put on the shelf.

The effect is to find extra treasures in group dungeons and monsters in the wild. It lasts for 20 minutes and has a cooldown of 20 minutes. The price is 12 Viktoria per bottle, which means that as long as you are willing to spend money, you can refill this thing infinitely.

More importantly, this thing is limited to 300 bottles! It must be very rare, and my money is just enough to monopolize them all.

Grantham used his fastest hand speed to buy all 300 bottles of treasure hunting potions in a flash. He then posted the properties of the treasure hunting potions in the chat bubble:

"God-level potion for sale at a low price, only 15 Vectas per bottle!"

The properties of the treasure hunting potion immediately attracted the players' attention, but at this time, someone said loudly:

"Isn't this potion available in Boss Wayne's shop? It only costs 12 Vectas. Little Blackie, do you think you can be a profiteer?"

"This..." Grantham was startled. He quickly opened the store and took a look. He found that the store had received a new batch of goods at some point. There were still 300 bottles.

"It's a trap!" Grantham's eyes went dark and he almost fainted, realizing that he had been trapped.

Zhou Ning shook his head speechlessly. He deserved it. Little Blackie had the audacity to act like a profiteer right in front of him. However, he did get some publicity for himself. The treasure hunting potion, which had previously been ignored, suddenly attracted a large number of players.