Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

The morning light gradually expanded, and in less than 10 seconds, it formed a light gate.

A light gate hanging above the sea level!

Then, the people on several small boats closer to the light gate abandoned their ships one after another, entered the light gate, and disappeared. Only empty ships were left on the sea surface.

The rest of the small boats on the sea also moved towards the light gate, especially the few people who were closer to Zhou Ning. They were not very strong, so they tried to avoid it as much as possible, and almost rowed their oars until they started smoking.

I really didn't mean to be so loud...

Zhou Ning shook his head slightly, took a deep breath, performed the Moon Step, and catapulted out from the Black Pearl. With the help of the gliding function of his cloak, he disappeared into the light gate in front.

In an instant, my eyes were covered by a strong white light.

When he regained his vision, Zhou Ning found himself in a huge space - an extremely spacious space with a gray stone fireplace, bookshelves, silver-gray sofas and chairs, and a large stone table in the middle. The decoration was both rough and classical, full of an alternative sense of harmony, and there were reliefs around it depicting a large number of hunting processes.

There are pictures of a group of humans hunting wolves, tigers, and even dragons.

But what is a little strange is that the things in the room don't seem to be designed for humans. The size of each piece of furniture is four to five times larger than ordinary ones. It is obvious that only giants can fit these big guys.

The huge fireplace next to it had been lit with charcoal, causing the temperature in the room to be a little high.

Zhou Ning exhaled slowly and observed the surrounding situation calmly.

At this time, a white-haired phantom giant had been sitting in the host seat of the big table. He was obviously much taller than everyone else, but it was obvious that this was not his true form.

He knocked on the table, attracting everyone's attention, and a bottle of wine appeared out of thin air in his hand. He smiled and said, "Now you can use your imagination properly."

Zhou Ning narrowed his eyes and saw that the height of the people in front of him suddenly increased to nearly six meters and they sat down on the chairs smoothly. This scene was a bit absurd and bizarre.

At this moment, Jasmine's voice came from my mind:

"This must be a space imagined by a god-level reader. This space can be projected to any place in the world through the projection of the book. As far as I remember, the Knowledge Council and certain secret organizations have mastered this method."

God-level reader... This method sounds a bit like the second function of his stand ability.

Zhou Ning nodded slightly, understanding what he should do. With a thought, his body size increased accordingly, and he sat on the left side.

After a while, the participants who entered the space had already filled half of the seats.

The gray-haired imaginary giant looked around and said in a loud voice, "I am the convener of this gathering, Ian, the Knower of All Things. You can call me Ian. There are two new people joining us this time. You can give yourselves code names, easy-to-remember ones."

Know-it-all? What a boast! I guess he has some unknown artifact that can verify the value of items.

Zhou Ning's thoughts flashed through his mind, realizing that the newcomer must be himself. He knocked on the table, his voice becoming hoarse through the sound modulator hidden in his black helmet:

"...You can call me Batman."

Zhou Ning soon noticed several eyes focused on him, as if they were assessing his strength. After a moment, Ian nodded and said, "Welcome, Batman."

The next person to speak was a man wearing a white shell-like mask and a red coat, who was sitting diagonally across from Zhou Ning. He deliberately changed his voice:

"My name is Pruton, and I'm glad to be here."

Pluton was the name of a certain iron-blooded prime minister of the ancient Kingdom of Falik. When he spoke, Zhou Ning noticed that he was wearing a huge emerald ring on his finger, which looked very familiar.

Zhou Ning could easily guess his identity. It was the big shot who lived next door to him. His real identity should be a nobleman of the Kingdom of Sifalik, most likely a diplomat stationed in the Kingdom of Braxton.

"Now that the newlyweds have introduced themselves, this gathering is officially underway. As is customary, we'll begin with a time for free trade. You can take turns stating your needs or selling any items you've brought. I'll be responsible for appraising all items and will charge a 10% transaction fee. Any questions?"

It’s very similar to the extraordinary gathering in the old town of Dockland, but the fee is twice as expensive... I hope there will be something good... Zhou Ning thought silently.

Ian glanced at everyone with dignity, and when no one spoke, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Then we'll take turns from the far left, Mole, starting with you."

The person Ian named was a man wearing a funny mouse mask. He nodded, took out a box from his arms, placed it on the table and opened it. Inside was a crystal white bone bowl.

"I want to sell an unknown strange object from an island."

"Inside the box is a bowl crafted from the skull of a small tribal chief. Pour water into it to obtain a secret medicine with six times the effectiveness of ordinary healing potions. It can be used once every 30 minutes."

"It doesn't have any drawbacks, except that the secret medicine has a rather unique taste."

"I want to exchange it for 3500 Vekta, or something of equivalent value."

This thing sounds pretty good. It's equivalent to an infinite potion made by a grandmaster alchemist, which can save a life when necessary... It's a pity that its base material makes Zhou Ning instinctively resist, so he gave up the bid.

But at this moment, no one made a bid, and instead looked at the leader Ian.

"There's nothing wrong with the stuff." Ian nodded calmly.

The transaction suddenly became active. Several people bid at once, and it was finally bought by a middle-aged man wearing a lion mask for 5200 Vectra.

The overall level of this gathering was much higher than the one in Daklan, and the following items did not disappoint Zhou Ning, as they were all relatively rare items.

The most expensive item was a figurehead, which had the power to calm tsunamis and storms during sailing. It attracted a scramble from several people present, and the final transaction price was a staggering 37500 Victars.

It goes without saying that all those fighting for it must be pirates.

After a brief silence, the transaction continued, and it was now the turn of Pluton, a middle-aged man who was suspected to be a Sifalic noble.

"I want to sell a batch of krypton silver at the market price. There are about 60 parts, each for 895 Vectra."

"If anyone is willing to help me complete a bounty mission, all this krypton silver can be given away for free."

"What mission?" someone asked immediately.

"The assassination of Angus Motley," said Prutton.

The scene immediately fell silent. Zhou Ning twitched his lips. Angus Motley was the Governor of the West Falik Kingdom in the Motley Islands and one of the few official demigods of the sea. Assassinating him would be as difficult as killing a pirate king. Using this little money to offer a reward for Angus Motley was unlikely.

After a long time of no response, Pluton could only sit back down in frustration. Zhou Ning selectively bought 10 krypton silvers—a crucial material for crafting ceremonial attire. This was a pleasant surprise.