Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

It's not hard to guess that Xiyeke should have recognized his identity. However, according to the content of the TV series, many scholars in the Knowledge Parliament have already followed the Curse God Cult to the Byron Republic.

Moreover, the Hiek in front of him did not seem to be at the level of the Angel King, and he had also done some disguise, so there was a possibility that he was just a clone.

Could it be that the Parliament of Knowledge has some other conspiracy?

Zhou Ning's mind raced, he nodded politely to Xiek, then brushed past the slightly trembling Xiek and stepped onto the deck.

As long as the other party did not provoke him, Zhou Ning did not want to lift the seal and take action during the journey. This would delay his time to achieve the goal of becoming a true god.

After entering the cabin, Zhou Ning also saw a large number of Byron people, most of whom were passengers in the third-class cabin.

"I didn't expect to meet Wayne Stewell here. A God who can walk freely among the mortal world is truly terrifying. Is He also planning to go to Fort Bordan to find the other side of the apocalypse world?"

"Wait a minute... Legend has it that Wayne Stewell is notorious for bringing disaster wherever he goes, and he's also a famous vehicle destroyer. This Wizard is the property of the Parliament of Knowledge!"

Seeing Wayne Stewell walking away into the cabin, Hiyek wiped the sweat from his forehead and fell silent.

The two first-class cabins Zhou Ning bought were adjacent to each other. Zhou Ning took his suitcase from Valentine, entered the cabin, put his personal belongings in place, sat down, and let out a long breath. The new journey was finally about to begin.

Now, apart from my level, I have reached, and even surpassed, a true god in all other aspects, except for my mental state, which has certain hidden dangers. The potential harm of these mental conditions is not great at present, but if they are amplified during the ceremony of achieving true godhood, they are likely to go out of control and become crazy, turning into a monster.

According to Guarani logic, the most important thing to achieve true godhood is to confront one's own "spiritual weaknesses," either eliminating them or reconciling them. Only then can one exercise power among humanity without relying on divinity or authority, allowing their spirit to sink into the collective subconscious.

For example, the cornerstone of Guarani's deification at that time was knowledge and wisdom, and his way of accumulating knowledge was to travel around human countries, imparting magical knowledge while traveling.

So if it were me, what would I do specifically? Although the authority I currently hold most profoundly is the authority of knowledge, the core authority is undoubtedly the power of wishing within destiny.

This had nothing to do with my level of mastery, but rather was determined by the miracles I performed before becoming a god, all of which, without exception, were achieved through the power of wishes. Therefore, the foundation for my achievement as a true god was already set: the authority of destiny was primary, supplemented by the authority of knowledge.

In the coming period, I don’t necessarily have to follow the route I planned before, but I have to find ways to enrich myself by contacting and helping ordinary people, by witnessing or changing people’s destinies, or by satisfying people’s wishes and spreading knowledge to them.

But this process cannot exercise divinity and authority.

To be honest, Zhou Ning hasn't figured out how to do it yet, but just like the cornerstone of his godhood - the power of destiny, he just needs to follow his heart and follow the guidance of destiny.

At exactly 11 o'clock in the morning, the Wizard blew a loud whistle and left Dulles.

The archipelago where the Maritime Kingdom of Revendreth is located is already the westernmost part of the Apocalypse Continent. According to the planned schedule, the Wizard will pass through the territorial waters of the Kingdom of Revendreth and sail eastward.

These are basically all safe routes, and they are also the most busy routes in the entire Apocalypse Continent, without a doubt.

The Byron Republic in this world is essentially a combination of India and Turkey, worshipping only the Earth Goddess, combining politics and religion, and employing a strict style of rule. Its specialties are carpets, stone, and spices. The Kingdom of Revendreth is rich in wool and cloth, and is the largest producer of "brice," a material used to make sails and umbrellas. The maritime trade between the two nations complements each other perfectly.

Therefore, wherever Zhou Ning looked, he could see merchant ships and fishing boats flying the national flags of the two countries.

If the voyage is normal, you will enter the Sea of ​​Misty Sea after 36 hours. There will be a small area with changeable weather here, and then you will reach Hosea Island on the second night. This is the island at the edge of the territorial waters of the Kingdom of Revendreth. Crossing it is equivalent to reaching the territorial waters of the Republic of Byron.

The Wizard would then anchor at Hosea Island for one night, enter the territorial waters of the Byron Republic, and arrive at its destination, Fort Bentham, on the afternoon of the third day.

At first, Zhou Ning was worried whether he would really bring disaster to the Wizard. After all, he had too many criminal records. But soon Zhou Ning felt relieved because the voyage was so peaceful.

Perhaps it was because of the Poseidon's demise, but this voyage was almost uneventful. It was so peaceful that even Zhou Ning himself was a little unaccustomed to it.

After staying in the cabin for the entire afternoon, Zhou Ning chose to leave the cabin and go to the deck until dinner time.

Since he wanted to calm down, Zhou Ning felt that he should interact with people more.

Bonfires were burning on the deck. The deck was made of teak treated with alchemical methods to prevent flames from igniting. It was so flame-resistant that only supernatural flames could ignite it. Therefore, cooking on deck, or even having a barbecue party, was a logical option.

At this time, many passengers gathered on the deck, gathering in groups of three or four. The chefs on the ship were busy preparing ingredients and grilling. From time to time, the sizzling sound of barbecue could be heard, and the aroma was fragrant.

Many of the passengers were Byrons, standing just over two or even three meters tall. Zhou Ning noticed they seemed to be from the same tribe of giants, sharing a common bluish complexion. They huddled close together, avoiding the campfire.

Judging from their skin color, these giants should be the Frost Giant Tribe of the Byron Republic. They have a custom that they cannot eat food cooked with fire and can only eat cold food, otherwise it will be considered a blasphemy to their ancestors.

Several Frost Giant children seemed to have not eaten for a long time. They were staring at the food not far away and swallowing their saliva.

Seeing Zhou Ning's eyes lingering on these frost giants, a sailor beside him smiled and said:

"There's no need to sympathize with them. They're just a bunch of pagans. They fled to Revendreth due to the war not long ago. Now, they're said to have been called by God and need to return to the Byron Republic."

"Sir, which god do you believe in? The Creator God of Light?"

A call from God? Zhou Ning shook his head and beckoned one of the children over.

Perhaps because of Zhou Ning's extraordinary charm, the child hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards Zhou Ning timidly.

Zhou Ning grabbed a talisman from the void, ignited it instantly, and turned it into a tablecloth. He shook it in his hand, and a pile of bread and nuts fell out of the tablecloth with a crackling sound.

Zhou Ning said in a gentle voice:

"Take this food and share it with your people. If it's not enough, come back to me."

The child looked at Zhou Ning blankly, whispered thank you, then picked up the food on the ground and ran towards his tribesmen.

Zhou Ning smiled, watched the child leave, and then found a place to sit down. He hadn't expected the Church of the Starry Sky to develop so well in Revendreth.