Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

Heading west from Temple Harbor, one enters the vast Sea of ​​Mist. Not far away lies another famous island: the Brewing Island, Christatia Island. The Christatia Line, the eastern and western meridian dividing line of the entire Apocalypse Continent, lies on this island. From here, the area westwards belongs to the Western Continent, where temperatures gradually decrease from east to west.

However, the Wings of Liberty will not dock at Christatia Island. If all goes well, it will dock at Telderon Island, the capital of the Motley Islands in the Kingdom of West Falik, in two to three days.

From nine to twelve o'clock, the entire morning's voyage was exceptionally smooth, with favorable winds and currents, and even the unpredictable ocean currents aided the voyage. Old Kenny, the navigator of the Wings of Liberty, could not help but marvel at it.

"With the blessing of Poseidon, if we can maintain this voyage for two days, we will be able to reach Telderon Island almost twelve hours earlier." Red-haired Robinson stood next to Old Kenny with a smile on his face.

"Praise the sea god!" the sailors cheered.

Zhou Ning: ...

He really couldn't agree with Red-Haired Robinson's words against his conscience, so he could only look away calmly and gaze at the calm sea.

In the meantime, various rare fish jumped onto the sea surface, which was a spectacular sight. The sailors and passengers rushed to pick them up. Some people even set up a grill on the deck and started grilling fish. Even Richie Burke was awakened by the strong smell and came to the deck rubbing his eyes.

At about 2:20 in the afternoon, a misty fog came from the surroundings, and the Wings of Liberty officially sailed into the foggy sea. In Zhou Ning's field of vision, he could see three distinct colors of ocean currents coming from the sea.

The relatively blue current in the center is known as the safe channel, where the current is relatively stable and the likelihood of severe weather and pirates is low. The green and dark blue currents on the left and right are much more dangerous.

Just as the Wings of Liberty entered a safe channel, a violent storm could be clearly seen raging in the ocean current on the left. Several pirate ships with black sails that were about to ambush them were sailing against the wind and waves in the storm and could capsize at any time.

I don’t know if it was the effect of the lucky clover or the characteristics of the “new world”, but the violent storm less than three nautical miles of the ocean current on the left did not affect the middle one at all. Instead, it added a strong tailwind to the ocean current in the middle, making the sailing speed even faster.

This is like adding insult to injury, right? The troubles ahead are likely to be significant.

Zhou Ning took a deep breath and began to concentrate and be alert. The lucky clover was activated at around 2:30 last night. In less than 10 minutes, the lucky time would end and the three hours of unlucky time would begin.

Time passed minute by minute, until the countdown reached zero. Zhou Ning suddenly felt an extreme chill surging through his body. His hair stood on end, and he felt as if he was excluded by the rules of the world.

The surrounding wind, ocean currents, heavy rain... everything seemed to pose a fatal threat to him.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, rocking the ship violently and causing a commotion on the deck. Then, dark clouds piled up in the sky, and a terrifying hurricane, visible to the naked eye, took shape at close range. It was a scene that looked like the end of the world.

"Everyone listen up, turn the rudder to the left and enter the foggy sea first. Passengers, please enter the cabin first. We will do our best to ensure your safety! I repeat, passengers, please enter the cabin first. Be careful not to fall into the water!" Red-haired Robinson hurriedly began to give orders.

Zhou Ning looked up at the terrifying tornado not far away, and calmly grasped the hilt of the Sword of Cortes, trying to eliminate the terrifying storm in front of him, but to his surprise, there seemed to be a force that was secretly fighting against him. Every time the storm dissipated, a new hurricane immediately formed, but fortunately the size of the hurricane was gradually getting smaller.

Just as the ship creaked and swerved to turn left, the hurricane, now much weaker, inevitably collided head-on with the Wing of Liberty. Instantly, a wave taller than a mountain crashed down, a force so astonishing that the sails of the Bryce were instantly stretched to their limit. Simultaneously, the ship, still turning to the left, slowly tilted to the left. Several passengers who hadn't left the deck in time lost their balance and slid screaming down the left side of the ship.

Zhou Ning reached out and grabbed a young lady who was about to slip into the sea. He had no time to pay attention to her thanks and once again grasped the sword of Cortes.

The fifth time, the hurricane was also dispelled by his Sword of Cortes, and the ship stood up again in an instant, narrowly escaping the danger of capsizing.

However, the force that was subtly resisting him seemed to have given up. Not far ahead, at the edge of the storm, a black dot was passing through the fog, gradually approaching this side! The speed was about 18 knots or more.

Its speed has surpassed the most advanced steamship currently available.

The Wing of Liberty had lowered its sails in the storm and turned to the left, inevitably closing the distance with the black spot ahead.

With his ultra-long vision, he could naturally see the other party clearly. It was a sailboat about twice the size of the Wings of Liberty.

It's hard to imagine that a sailboat can be so fast.

The ship is approximately 180 meters long and 40 meters wide, but its waterline is over 3 meters, giving it incredible buoyancy. Its paint is azure blue with rippling wind patterns near the bottom. There are two rows of gun ports on each side, with a total of approximately 64 guns, giving it an extremely formidable firepower.

A winged skull is also depicted on the sail.

"This is the Headwind..." Richie Burke had fully regained consciousness by this time. He reached out and grasped the flintlock at his waist. His face involuntarily darkened as he turned to look at Red-Haired Robinson. "Are you acquainted with Gallagher?"

Nifeng? Zhou Ning was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the name of the ship.

After meeting Steinbeck, the second mate of the Foulwind, the previous night, he remembered the name of the ship.

It is the flagship of Wind General Gallaher, the Windward, and an alchemical vessel that is purely powered by wind - because there is never a lack of wind around Wind General Gallaher.

"No, General Wind has always been alone." Red-haired Robinson shook his head with a grim expression.

Zhou Ning let his hands hang naturally at his sides, ensuring that he could attack at any time.

His eyes continued to gaze far ahead at the Against the Wind.

"Rumor has it that General Wind's strength is somewhere between a super-class professional and a demigod, and his bounty is as high as 7 Vectas."

"He has a grudge against General Lei Dian, one of the five great pirate generals. They've fought in the wild several times, including a major battle half a month ago."

"He's cruel by nature, but he's very principled. He won't kill anyone as long as the ransom is paid in full, but he won't leave you a penny. He'll exile everyone on the ship to a deserted island to fend for themselves."

"But if the ransom cannot be paid, he will become a symbol of brutality and will kill everyone without mercy."

I wonder if I can fight him with my current strength? Just as Zhou Ning had this thought, he saw the Windward Sail slow down and approach this side. At the same time, a stronger gust of wind pushed over with a "whoosh".

A prompt quietly came from the panel:

[You have triggered the escort mission: Protect the Wings of Liberty. Do you accept? Yes/No?]