Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

At this time, the entire third level of dreams was gradually collapsing. If ordinary people's dreams were distorted reflections of their subconscious, then this magnificent dream was the ocean of the subconscious of countless people.

After the dream collapsed, the third level had changed from absolute reality to a half-truth and half-falsehood. The surrounding colors began to turn yellow, and bits of green spiritual light were scattered in the air as if broken up by someone. There were turbulent storms and distorted spaces with green cracks everywhere. At the same time, there were green meteorites from time to time, and acid rain fell from the sky, as if the world was coming to an end.

Even at this time, there were already countless corpses lying on the ground, some of which were from dreams, and some from the real world.

There were still many cultists on the streets of the dream, wandering around, looking for passersby to hand out leaflets promoting the end of the world. Perhaps this was dedication! Zhou Ning walked on the street without stopping, and cultists kept staggering and falling behind him.

On the streets of the trading zone, Zhou Ning saw Qian West and Sherlock. They were leading a team of day guards to fight against cultists and protect a group of civilians from harm.

Zhou Ning stood silently for a while, remained silent for a few seconds, and slowly exhaled.

His spiritual intuition told him that both Chin West and Sherlock were dead. Their current state was very special, existing as dream material inferior to dream seeds, integrated into the bottom layer of dreams. Because they were forcibly made into material, even their memories were very disordered.

At this time, they have gradually begun to collapse along with the dream, and even if they return to reality, it is likely to be of no use.

Zhou Ning lowered his hat and couldn't help but remain silent for a while.

He rushed forward silently and mercilessly released a divine shock. The cultists fell to the ground one by one and turned into insects crawling all over the ground.

"Wayne. Why are you back?" Sherlock also saw him at this time, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over, pulled him aside, and said in a low voice:

"Although I think what you did was fine, killing the king is a serious crime. You'll have to stay out for a few years at the very least. Let's just pretend we didn't see it this time."

His memory still lingered on the Darkland disaster two years ago... Zhou Ning smiled and said:

"Okay. But I still need your help with something."

"Could you please escort these civilians to Darklan Fortress, where His Majesty Dorent is waiting."

Sherlock looked back at Qi'en, who looked at Zhou Ning deeply, his eyes seemed a little sad, but he didn't ask any more questions and nodded without hesitation:

"No problem. The Sunwatchers will always fight to redeem mortals."

"It is going to rain."

He smiled and threw an umbrella to Zhou Ning.

Zhou Ning had just opened his umbrella when a torrential downpour of green rain suddenly began to fall. Watching the backs of Qian West and Sherlock escorting the civilians away, Zhou Ning suddenly remembered the first day he had just crossed over, and the same thing seemed to have happened.

At that time, I was not even an ordinary superhuman, and Mr. West gave me an umbrella in a very stylish way, showing off the power of a meteorologist.

Zhou Ning loosened his left hand that was not holding the umbrella, then clenched it, and then loosened it again. Just like the Darklan disaster, the culprit of this religious war was naturally the Goddess of Life Elf, but similarly, the Darklan royal family was also one of the masterminds.

He must first fulfill his obsession, return to reality with Turin and his wife, John, and the others, kill Charles I in the real world, ring the Huddlestone Bell, and completely destroy Docklands Fortress. Lower the flag of the Kingdom of Bryston, and make the monarchy a thing of the past. Meanwhile, he must improve himself as much as possible.

Finally, enter the fourth and fifth dream realms in one breath, defeat the Goddess of Life Elf, and thwart Her conspiracy!

Holding an umbrella, he came to a dilapidated house where Sylvia, the little girl who had lost her parents, was hiding.

When Zhou Ning pushed open the door, he saw the little girl huddled in the corner with a face full of fear. When she saw Zhou Ning, she hurried towards him, threw herself on him, and a smile broke out on her face:

"Uncle, uncle!"

"Are you going to take me away?"

"Yes, are you willing to leave Darkland with me?" Zhou Ning patted her head and said. If possible, Zhou Ning would choose to let her live with Jasmine and Esdeath. After all, he was not short of money now.

"I do!" The little girl smiled widely.

Zhou Ning held the little girl's hand with his left hand and walked towards the southwest. The Turin couple lived in a small house about 10 minutes away from here, near the Vic University campus, which was next to his former alchemy laboratory.

However, considering that Old Tulin had difficulty walking, Zhou Ning still wanted to go to Wick University to find John first, and then pick up Old Tulin and the others.

At this time, a group of players inside Wick University were notifying the students and teachers here to evacuate. After seeing Zhou Ning, these players did not disturb him, but watched Zhou Ning enter Wick University together.

After searching for a while, I found John in his dorm room, sleeping on the sofa. His son, Bobby, a hound, was happily running around the room, leaving a pile of half-recycled dog poop on the wall.

Zhou Ning: ...

This must be material gathered from nightmares, right? Or is this a common habit of sunhounds?

He patted John's shoulder. John opened his eyes blankly and saw Zhou Ning. He quickly showed a familiar, happy smile:

"Wayne, I've been looking for you for a long time. I guarantee you'll never guess who our investor is. Giving him 30% of the shares will definitely be a win. From now on, our Yu-Gi-Oh will never have to worry about sales again."

"By the way, who is this little sister?" John looked at Sylvia who was being held by Zhou Ning and asked curiously.

His memory still lingered on the Darkland catastrophe two years ago. Yes, he was already dead then...

Zhou Ning ignored his question and said with a smile, "Prince Huggins, right?"

"How do you know?" John asked in surprise.

"This is the intuition of a transcendent." Zhou Ning paused and said, "There's a war going on in Darkland. I must get you out of here first."

"Wait, what about my parents?" John asked anxiously without any doubt.

"Other extraordinary teams have already gone over to the wealthy area to notify them," Zhou Ning said calmly. He also didn't mention that his avatar had already met John's parents and was currently escorting them to the Darkland Fortress.

John took Bobby's hand and followed Zhou Ning out of Wake University. Zhou Ning hesitated for a moment and turned into the alley on the right.

About five minutes later, Zhou Ning arrived at Tulin's house and rang the doorbell.

He held his breath and heard a clanging sound from inside and then the sound of footsteps.

The door opened, revealing Mrs. Tulin's slightly hunched figure. Seeing Zhou Ning, she quickly stepped aside, a kind smile on her face:

"Wayne, I just made delicious alfalfa veal and Braxton slow-cooked chicken. Are they your friends? Do you want to stay for dinner tonight?"

Inside the room, Old Turin laughed and said:

"Let Wayne come in and take a look at the gift I gave him. It took me nearly a month to make it."

Zhou Ning walked into the room and saw a familiar black alchemical armor in the living room. There were a few words engraved on the right side of the alchemical armor:

&34;AnoreWayneStewell.bylebryDarianTurin.&34;

Old Turin pushed his wheelchair over and said with a smile:

"Do you like it? When I was young, there was a saying: Alchemical armor is a man's romance."

"Haha, my eldest son also had an alchemical armor back then. He died on the Northern battlefield wearing it."

As he was speaking, he suddenly paused, as if he was lost in memories of the past.

"Thank you. I like it very much." Zhou Ning's heart suddenly ached and he nodded vigorously.

Hopefully, it’s not too late!

Afterwards, Zhou Ning did not hesitate any longer and focused on the current situation. He then looked at Old Tulin and Mrs. Tulin and said:

"We must leave here as soon as possible. I'm not sure how long that portal can last."

Old Tulin raised his eyebrows in surprise and chose to trust Zhou Ning.

He pushed his wheelchair to the drawer, took out a notebook and handed it to Zhou Ning:

"This is some alchemical knowledge I've compiled for you. Your previous alchemical system was too complex. After leaving here, Lyra and I will return to our hometown of Brusanna. It's almost time for us to retire. If you're interested in alchemy and have enough time, you might as well come and find me."

"Okay." Zhou Ning smiled and nodded.

When they returned to the gate of Darkland Fortress, many residents in or outside the dream world had gathered here. Qian West, Sherlock and others were also standing there silently.