Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

At the entrance of the Alchemy Building, there was a carriage with a double-headed eagle emblem. It was the standard carriage of the Japanese defenders.

The lock on the door was broken and the door was ajar.

Zhou Ning put away his umbrella, stood on the steps, and listened attentively. He heard the sound of fighting coming from above the Alchemy Building.

This is definitely the place.

Zhou Ning didn't hesitate, closed the umbrella, reached out and pushed open the door.

The thuds of fighting intensified. Zhou Ning was about to ascend the stairs when he heard a loud clang and the sound of cracking wood. A figure broke through the stair railing and fell down. Barely maintaining his balance, he rolled over and half-knelt in front of Zhou Ning, as if kneeling in obeisance. Then, he cautiously drew his gun and pointed it at Zhou Ning.

"Who?"

Through the dim light, Zhou Ning recognized the familiar deerstalker hat and Li Tie at a glance. This figure was none other than Sherlock. He raised his hand in agreement and smiled.

"Should I say no need to be polite? Or should I surrender first?"

Sherlock also recognized Zhou Ning at this time. If he had a negative emotion system, he would definitely see the +1000 negative emotion prompt popping up above Sherlock's head. He rolled his eyes and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed and he shouted, "Get out of the way!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound in my ears, and a transparent air bullet was suddenly shot out from the empty stairs on the second floor, making a sharp buzzing sound.

Zhou Ning retreated quickly, and with a "puff" sound, a deep hole immediately appeared on the ground.

"what's the situation?"

Zhou Ning was wondering as more air bombs were fired from the stairs. He could not see any trace of them and could only dodge by relying on his hearing and instinct.

There was a sound of rapid wind not far away in front of him. Zhou Ning subconsciously pounced to the left, and then moved erratically and ran wildly to the left, like a ghost swaying in the dark night.

The ground was covered in dirt and a series of bullet holes appeared.

"There's an invisible man upstairs. He's the murderer in this case. We underestimated him this time. He killed two people."

A trace of regret appeared on Sherlock's face, but he didn't stop. While talking, he fired two shots at the stairs.

With two gunshots, wood chips flew from the handrail of the stairs, and two bullet holes appeared side by side. It was not known whether they hit the target or not. The entire alchemy building fell into silence again.

The silence is terrifying.

"Someone with invisibility?"

Zhou Ning's expression grew serious. Psychic abilities did exist in the game "Apocalypse." Their abilities were either activated by psychic potions or passed down through other strange inheritances. Some of these abilities were indeed difficult to deal with.

But isn't the stealth ability too amazing?

At this moment, an extremely strong premonition of crisis surged out, and goose bumps suddenly appeared on his back. Zhou Ning's face changed and he leaned back subconsciously.

Ripples rippled through the air, and a transparent air bullet suddenly appeared from behind Zhou Ning and shot towards him. Zhou Ning's half-top hat fluttered to the ground, leaving a noticeable circular bullet hole in the middle.

Obviously, if Zhou Ning had reacted a little slower, his head might have turned into a pile of rotten watermelon.

On the other side, Sherlock reacted quickly, taking advantage of this opportunity to sprinkle a cloud of gray powder on the open space behind Zhou Ning:

"Thunder!"

In an instant, a black thundercloud gathered in the open space, and lightning and thunder began to flash in a small area.

This is what meteorologists do...

In Zhou Ning's impression, they can always use various means to change the local weather and piece together various combat conditions that are beneficial to them. They are also good at fighting, shooting, and casting spells. In short, they are professions that fight around the weather. At the same time, they can accurately predict weather changes during adventures in the wild.

As thunderclouds gathered in the sky, Zhou Ning heard the sound of footsteps jumping behind him. It must be someone trying to avoid the thunderclouds by heading towards the open space behind.

On the skill bar, [Gun Fighting·Deadly Rhythm] has already lit up slightly.

Zhou Ning vaguely felt that his mind had suddenly entered a strange state. It was an indescribable and unique feeling, as if everything was under his control.

He abruptly stopped himself from leaning back, twisted his waist and turned sideways, and an ivory-handled revolver appeared silently in his hand, spinning around.

He gripped the gun handle tightly, turned the muzzle, aimed at a corner of the open space, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The skills that have been prepared long ago are immediately activated.

Ripple Shooting!

At this moment, Sherlock, who was not far behind him, opened his eyes wide in horror. What was this?

From his perspective, he heard a gunshot and a bullet wrapped in flames suddenly shot out from the muzzle. The space around the bullet was torn apart like ripples.

A muffled groan was heard from a corner of the open space, and a burst of blood appeared.

The outline of a young man wearing a monocle emerged and glanced over here in astonishment.

Hit! Sherlock keenly caught this, and with a burst of energy, he hurriedly followed Zhou Ning and shot at the young man.

Click!

The young man's figure was hit by the bullet, and it first cracked, then turned into fragments, shattering like a mirror.

Mirror image technique... Zhou Ning said silently.

A moment later, the air began to vibrate again in the distance, and countless air bombs shot towards the two of them. Sherlock cursed angrily and rolled to avoid it without hesitation.

On the other side, Zhou Ning, who was also facing the attack of air bombs, had no intention of stopping. Instead, he rushed in another direction like a cheetah!

"Be careful!" Sherlock shouted. With his keen senses, he could sense at least two air pellets in Zhou Ning's path, but he quickly shut up. As Zhou Ning charged forward, he dodged the pellets as if he could see them, then swung his gun towards the open space to the side and pulled the trigger.

On the skill bar, the [Fast Pursuit] icon also began to flash.

"clang!"

A flaming bullet was fired out with a bang, deflected in the air, and with a teeth-grinding sound of metal, it seemed as if something heavy was swept away. Then, with a clang, a dagger fell to the ground. Zhou Ning took a step back, then kicked the ground with his right leg, and his body, which had not yet landed, leaped up again.

Behind him, Sherlock's deep voice sounded, chanting a spell in ancient Faric:

"Frost!"

A burst of gray powder was scattered, and a thick layer of frost suddenly formed on the ground in front of the side, and two footprints appeared on the ground in an instant.

While rushing forward, Zhou Ning raised his right hand without hesitation and pulled the trigger towards the location of the footprints.

A sharp scream was heard, and a figure rolled on the ground and emerged again, but what emerged was a monster covered with gray scales.

It had a swollen and ugly head, only vaguely resembling a human. Slime was dripping from its scales. It covered the wound on its ribs with its left hand, stretched out its right hand, and said in an indistinct tone:

“No, wait, wait, I just want to survive…”

Before he could finish, Zhou Ning raised his right hand and coldly pulled the trigger.

The flaming bullet penetrated the monster's head accurately, instantly shattering it into pieces, and the gray-white brain tissue and green mucus flowed all over the ground.

Zhou Ning looked at the monster's corpse and shook his head, "No, you don't want to."

Monsters like this in the game basically have no humanity left.

The panel pops up a prompt: [You killed Holvig Guy, you gained 2800 experience]

[B-level mission [Alchemy Ghost] completed, gaining 50000 experience points]

[You have obtained a rare item, Goethe's Alchemy Manual x1. Do you want to claim it?]

"No." Now is not the time to claim it.

After the monster died, Zhou Ning bent down and picked up a thick notebook on the ground.

[Ordinary item: Holweg's diary.]

Zhou Ning opened the diary, and Sherlock also covered his injured ribs, walked over quickly, and stood behind Zhou Ning to watch together.