Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

The location happened to be Dockland, and the time happened to be tomorrow night. After experiencing too many coincidences, Zhou Ning was now instinctively wary of the word "just happened", not to mention that he had never understood the true strength of the extraordinary party host, Ian, the Knower of All Things.

It's true that the higher your status, the more you worry about... Zhou Ning sighed silently and took out the small broken book from his inventory, ready to learn some information from it. After using it for a while, Zhou Ning felt that the small broken book was really useful, and it felt like a fantasy version of Chat-GPT.

When he took out the little tattered book, its pages were still filled with lines of love poems and sad literature of youth. Zhou Ning glanced at it and saw the lines "You don't understand me, just like winter snow doesn't understand the lingering spring rain. You don't understand me, just like the scorching sun doesn't understand the sadness of the bright moon." and "I looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, the sun shone on my face, half bright, half sad," and he stopped reading. It seemed that he was still pursuing the beautiful Little Mother Book Snail's copy of Yancheng, but he was holding Guo Xiaosi's opera script.

The little book seemed very sad at this moment, and slowly pieced together fireworks and words on the pages:

"Most High and Most Great Master, have you ever experienced a broken heart? Do you understand the pain of a broken heart? Could you please lift me up and hold the book face down? I heard that when you want to cry, you stand upside down so that the tears won't flow."

This... Zhou Ning was shocked and didn't know how to comfort the other party for a moment. He could only pick up the little broken book as it requested and shook it with the pages facing down. This was his last act of tenderness.

The little book cheered up and wrote on the page:

"I'm feeling much better. Thank you for your kindness. Is there anything I can do for you today?"

Zhou Ning first took out the small badge and placed it on the table. Then he produced a pen and wrote:

"Do you know about the extraordinary gathering associated with this badge? Who is its host? How can I find out his true identity?"

This time, the little book didn't remain silent for a few seconds, and lines of text appeared on it one after another:

"Great Master, of course I know about this extraordinary gathering. The urn with the power of the God of Death that belonged to Karl Robbins was successfully traded here. In fact, this extraordinary gathering is the second largest in the entire Apocalypse World. Its host, Ian, appears to be related to the Knowledge Council, but his actual identity is actually a high-ranking member of the Church of the Goddess of Life. He simply possesses a powerful unknown artifact related to knowledge. I once observed their second round of transactions, and the content of the transaction was very simple—"

The little book added bold red words: "Life, and luck."

"As a high-ranking member of the Orthodox Church, he holds a quasi-miraculous item, but I don't know what it is. However, I do know why this transaction took place in Darkland. It is inextricably linked to you. Such is the wonder of fate."

"Oh?" Zhou Ning couldn't help but become interested. Could this be related to him?

The little book continued:

"Do you remember General Bilson of Thunder? He was the former owner of the wishing lamp. His first wish was for immense wealth. His wish was soon fulfilled. Through this wish, he connected with the Retreat and the Church of the Goddess of Life, as well as the royal families of the Kingdoms of Luins and Blyston, and reached an agreement on human trafficking. He was responsible for transporting people to the Kingdoms of Blyston and Luins, and as he wished, he obtained a large amount of wealth." (Chapter 34)

"Most of the trafficked people are consumed nowhere, while a small number are transported from Pilsen to other places and used as auction items for extraordinary gatherings."

"Although the Bilson people are on Hood Island, they can still contact their fleet through some extraordinary means to continue human trafficking. However, because you killed General Bilson on Hood Island, this human trafficking route was temporarily interrupted. Therefore, these trafficked people can only stay in Dockland. This is why the transaction was held in Dockland, and it is also a very logical thing to do."

"Yes, you guessed it right. The lives and luck sold by this extraordinary gathering almost all come from these people. This is the deeper reason for this matter."

"The above is the information I, a humble little book, learned before I turned from darkness to light. If you wish to learn the other party's true identity, I can try to create a coincidence."

"Sure enough..." Zhou Ning suddenly realized that everything was connected. He took a deep breath and sat there in silence, only a pen tumbling back and forth between his fingers. After a moment, he materialized a piece of paper and prepared to write down his thoughts.

"First, the premise is: Judging from Archbishop Edward's relationship with the authority related to life, as well as the unusual behavior of the Church of the Goddess of Life, it is very likely that the Elf Goddess, the Goddess of Life, and the God of Craftsmen have formed a strange trinity within Archbishop Edward, or at the very least, he is cooperating with the Goddess of Life."

"Thunder General Bilson used his first wish to connect with the Asylum and the Church of the Goddess of Life, trafficking people from various islands to Daklan. As a subordinate god of the Elven Goddess, Alfred could easily do this and act as a go-between."

"And what does the Elf Goddess want to do? What does she want to gain? Her most important goal is, of course, to return to reality."

"According to the little tattered book, in order for the true god to return, a flawless godhead or multiple subordinate godheads are required."

"Of course it's impossible under normal circumstances. Considering the deification ceremony of Charles VII, is their real goal to mass-produce gods? Or is it to use the massive amount of faith, resentment, or vitality in an instant to summon evil gods and replicate the previous Darkland Cataclysm? This is very logical."

"So we must be vigilant in this regard and not be careless."

"Also, the time and location of the previous extraordinary gathering most likely correspond to the time General Thunder transported people to that area. Thinking back to the previous two gatherings I attended, which were in Temple Harbor and near Yukali Island, I did encounter General Thunder's men there. This is definitely not a coincidence."

"But there's still a question. If Archbishop Edward hadn't released the Elf Goddess behind the door, then all of our speculations would be invalid. How could the Elf Goddess still be able to control all of this while imprisoned?"

"If my first guess is correct, then the Goddess of Life has performed miracles many times over the years, so she shouldn't have fallen yet. Or could it be that the Goddess of Life has been played by another god these past few years?"

After finishing writing, Zhou Ning put down his pen and took a careful look at the contents on the paper. There were still many mysteries in it, and these were just his guesses. The details still needed to be confirmed. He didn't know whether the Ascetic Church would make any discoveries.

Finally, Zhou Ning made up his mind to go and take a look!

Passively waiting is not his style. Although there may be dangers in this extraordinary gathering, in a sense, this may be a breakthrough point for his exploration.

"And this may not be a danger to me, it could be to the other party." Zhou Ning curled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

…………

In the early morning of May 1452, 5.

Zhou Ning stood in front of the mirror, examining himself.

In the mirror, he was wearing a pitch-black bat armor with a jagged black cape on the back - this time he was still wearing the Batman suit, which was his fixed identity when he participated in extraordinary gatherings. There was no need to change it at this time, and he couldn't change it.

He took out his pocket watch and checked the time. At this time, there were still about 10 minutes before the extraordinary gathering started.

The next second, his figure disappeared from the spot and appeared at the military port northwest of Daklan.

I don't know if it was due to the arrangement, but at this moment, the naval port, which originally had many sailors, seemed quiet, without a single patrolling soldier.

Then, Zhou Ning looked up at the sea, made a silent wish, and did not move. In a flash, a giant ghost ship with black sails appeared on the sea. Under the bright moonlight, several skeleton sailors were busy steering the ship.

After his wish power reached a high level, this was a simple experiment for him. The result made him very satisfied. He broke away from the Sword of Triton and directly summoned the Black Pearl.

Snapped!

Zhou Ning jumped lightly and landed on the bow of the boat.

About 6 or 7 minutes later, the Black Pearl anchored at the estuary northwest of the naval port. Unlike before, there were a lot of people gathering this time. There were densely packed ships everywhere, about forty or so, almost twice as many as before.