Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

After walking out of the Yu-Gi-Oh card shop, Zhou Ning saw two players peeking inside. When they saw him coming out, they approached him and started a conversation, hoping to discover the hidden mission.

This is purely because you have read too many online game novels and think you are the protagonist?

Zhou Ning gave them a polite smile, walked past them, and went straight to the other end of the street.

When going to a gathering of extraordinary people, one generally needs to conceal one's identity. The last high-profile person was Wright Phillips, whom he killed. Now the grass on his grave is three meters high. To be cautious, Zhou Ning does not plan to use his own carriage.

The public carriages had already gone off duty at this time, so Zhou Ning could only find a rental carriage on the street corner. He paid ten times the price of the public carriage, and the carriage's hooves ticked as it galloped towards the old city.

This time is actually when Docklands nightlife just begins.

Based on the descriptions in newspapers and magazines and some knowledge gained in his previous life, Zhou Ning knew that there were fewer forms of entertainment in this world. In addition to reading books and newspapers, which were common to both worlds, there were also options such as playing weather cards, listening to opera, watching football, and watching the game.

Many bars and entertainment venues along the way have already opened. Zhou Ning even saw quite a few girls wearing fake ears, dressed as elves or werewolves, and wearing COSPLAY costumes, soliciting customers. They were dressed very hotly.

However, there were also some uncomfortable scenes. For example, on several streets in the old city that Zhou Ning passed by, there were beggars and vagrants next to trash cans and under bridge piers. They tried hard to hide their figures and trembled, otherwise when the police came, they might be beaten or even taken to the workhouse.

Soon Zhou Ning saw the entrance to the underground market. Since it was Saturday, when Zhou Ning arrived, there were already quite a lot of people near the underground market.

Zhou Ning jumped off the carriage briskly, opened his pocket watch and checked the time. It was exactly 7 o'clock.

Following the crowd into the underground market, Zhou Ning did not choose to go directly into the party scene. Instead, he randomly found a secluded place, put on the black hooded robe that he had prepared long ago, and started strolling in the underground market.

Although most of the goods here are worthless herbs or materials, there are occasionally some rare items.

For example, the unknown strange object that Zhou Ning mentioned before, he had come here to look for it more than once, but the goddess of luck had never favored him.

"You can buy some spiritual silver jewelry, preferably mithril. Your mental strength is almost enough to make some slightly more powerful talismans." Jasmine said.

"Okay." Zhou Ning nodded.

He had also tasted the sweetness of using talismans in the previous battle. Although Jasmine was poor at playing cards, she was extremely good at the mysticism and meteorology that he had seen.

After passing through the "divination hut" and the stall selling herbs, Zhou Ning found a mysticism shop along the edge of the aisle. It had a wide variety of rare minerals such as cat's eyes, moonstones, rubies, etc.

At the stall, Zhou Ning also saw several pieces of broken silver stones, on which spiritual light was quietly shining.

This is Mithril, a rare mineral from the northwest mines. It is an excellent material for making mechanical puppets and talismans, and is very expensive.

Following Jasmine's instructions, Zhou Ning quietly selected several pieces of high-quality mithril, moonstone and malachite, and handed them to the store owner for packaging.

After that, I wandered around the underground market again, but apart from buying a few ancient books, I still couldn't find anything of value. So I had to give up.

It was a coincidence that Zhou Ning met a middle-aged man who was very much like Edwin at a used bookstall. He was wearing an ordinary white mask and a black hooded robe that covered his hands, face and hairstyle.

Because of the proper disguise, Zhou Ning couldn't be sure.

Following the same route as last time, Zhou Ning entered the market and found Old Taylor, the manager of the underground market.

"You're in luck. This gathering is the largest in recent years." Old Taylor glanced at Zhou Ning and smiled meaningfully. "This week, not only did an expedition team emerge from the weather tide, but a fleet also returned from the Misty Sea, bringing back some extraordinary items. I hope you brought enough money."

Weather and tides... Expedition team... The person he saw must be Edwin, Zhou Ning thought silently.

After adjusting his black hood, Zhou Ning followed him quietly and came to the dark room again.

This time there were far more people than last time. There were already about 20 people sitting in the dark hall, and half of the chairs were still empty.

Zhou Ning glanced around and, as expected, found a man who looked like Mr. Edwin at 2 o'clock, and at 6:, Zhou Ning saw the rather eye-catching deer-headed man again, who was his new colleague Kyle Robbins.

After glancing at the scale of misfortune on the table in the middle, Zhou Ning found a random seat and sat down. Next to him was a nobleman wearing dark blue clothes and a black hooded cloak. He didn't look very old.

Zhou Ning casually glanced at the man beside him and was suddenly startled. Through the art of observing qi, he could see that the qi on this man's body had turned pitch black, which was a sign of impending death.

Feeling Zhou Ning's gaze, the other party seemed a little displeased and immediately glared at Zhou Ning fiercely.

Zhou Ning shook his head slightly, then turned his gaze to the others. What surprised him was that, including the nobleman, the deer-headed man at 6 o'clock, the fat man at 9 o'clock, the lady at 12 o'clock... there were a total of four people with dark auras. Although they were not at the point of death, they would undoubtedly suffer misfortune.

what on earth is it?

Zhou Ning couldn't help but wonder once again if he possessed the talent of a Death God Elementary School Student.

As time passed, by 8 o'clock, most people had arrived. After a while, the owner of the Cursed Scales, a middle-aged man wearing a silver mask, came to the center and spoke:

"The time has come. This secret gathering has officially begun. I hope we can share our knowledge and experience, look forward to the future, and jointly welcome the arrival of the extraordinary era."

"Then... according to the previous rules, it will still start at 12 o'clock as usual." The middle-aged man wearing a silver mask glanced around and returned to his seat.

At 12 o'clock, a fat man stood up, walked to the middle platform, and took out an iron box from his cloak.

"This is an unknown artifact that comes with a lock and countless keys. You can use any key to open it, and each key will point to a different storage space. It is very effective for storing items. I hope to trade it for 34 Vekta, or a potion of the same price that increases spirit."

Zhou Ning couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Is it so exciting? The first auction item is an unknown strange object?

However, compared to other unknown items, the effect seems to be somewhat inferior, and it is not the type that he urgently needs. The price of 500 Vekta is also a bit high.

"500!"

"600!"

Unexpectedly, this seemingly ordinary box eventually fetched 750 Vectra and was bought by the nobleman next to Zhou Ning. This also set the tone for this secret gathering.