Open your eyes.
The scent of seawater in the nose, the blinding sun, and the swaying sensation underfoot.
Zhang Feng instinctively stabilized himself and then looked around.
Directly ahead is the bow, where a dried goat carcass hangs, inscribed with 'Talisman', an offering for warding off evil and seeking good fortune.
Zhang Feng immediately recognized that the person who wrote this Talisman has some knowledge.
Whether they practice Taoism or not, at least the Talisman is correct.
Meanwhile, he takes a glance around.
This is an ancient ship over twenty meters long.
Surrounded by the boundless ocean.
He is dressed as a crew member, with the captain ahead steering the ship personally, wearing fairly clean cloth clothes.
However, he carries a musket on his back.
The current time is the sixteenth century.
And this world underwent a transformation in the fourteenth century.
Turning most of the world into oceans, leaving land scarce.
