Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1249 - 37: The Lost Ship Amid the Temporal Tide
What should you do if someone falls off a ship during an ocean voyage?
The answer is to make a cold dish of it.
In the vast ocean, when a warship over a hundred meters long is sailing at a speed of several knots, it’s not an easy task to stop the ship or turn around. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
If it were that nimble, torpedoes wouldn’t exist as a weapon.
If someone really falls overboard, they’re just gone; there’s no way to rescue them.
Naval officers swept away by the Temporal Tide face the same issue.
It’s not like being on land, where you have enough time, manpower, and resources for a rescue.
In this era without satellite navigation, the Navy simply can’t determine where or when these officers were lost.
The only solution is to rely on the subspace beacon... sorry, wrong story, rely on the beacon lit by the astrologer on the flagship to find their way home.
Wang Yunxiao had experienced this before.
While returning from another world line, he unfortunately got separated from the main fleet, carrying a little witch on his back through the underground net paths of the terminal North continent.
If it weren’t for the White Hair lion beast descending from the sky, he wouldn’t have known when he could return.
Apart from those lost officers needing to find their way home themselves, those who suddenly appeared on the ship may also need consolation.
You can’t just kill them all.
In every sense, they are comrades in arms, just not on the same timeline.
Which side you sit on is another issue.
Wei Liuyun is not an inflexible person.
Whether a person is inflexible has nothing to do with whether they’re willing to go along with corruption or accept bribes.
Back then, he could achieve miraculous feats with a torpedo boat, and now he would seize command of the squadron without hesitation... how could such a person be considered inflexible?
Now, not only does he have to command the fleet, but he also has to address the psychological issues of those officers.
Not everyone knows or can understand what the Temporal Tide is all about.
If these individuals are not handled well, being confined on the ship for a long time could easily lead to trouble.
While he is so busy that his feet don’t touch the ground, Wang Yunxiao is leisurely idle.
He doesn’t know how to do the work of a professional staff officer; his only purpose in being promoted is that Wei Liuyun needs to rely on his combat power to suppress the entire fleet; the staff role is just titular.
So his current job is to stand in the command room, enjoy the view, or have a coffee.
On the fifth day of reaching Penglai, the squadron finally weighed anchor and set sail southward into the Yellow Sea.
According to the order from the flagship headquarters, a complex hydrographic environment of multiple space-time folds appeared in the Yellow Sea area.
Unless necessary, the squadron should try not to enter dangerous waters.
After all, the main task of the Northern Fleet this time is to resist the impact of Temporal Tide oscillations on coastal cities.
Saying this, but space-time folds are invisible and untouchable; whether you enter them is not a matter of willingness, but of luck.
Wang Yunxiao felt he wasn’t that lucky.
If there was a data panel, he felt his attribute points hadn’t been placed on luck.
As for where they’ve gone, don’t ask.
On the second day the squadron entered the Yellow Sea, the sky was overshadowed, a gale brewed, a storm raged, and the waves were monstrous, nothing could be seen by outstretched hands.
Wang Yunxiao, using his intuition, gave two suggestions for course corrections.
And each time Wei Liuyun chose to trust unconditionally.
Trusting someone doesn’t involve doubts; the simplest way for soldiers to understand each other is through combat.
Wei Liuyun didn’t understand exactly what kind of person Wang Yunxiao was, but if he had to choose between Wang Yunxiao’s and some stranger’s advice, he would definitely heed Wang Yunxiao’s opinion.
Luckily, nothing happened both times.
No incidents is the best result.
Until a streak of purple twilight broke through the sky, tearing a straight rift through layers of clouds.
Wang Yunxiao looked up and saw a phantom of a phoenix sweep across the sky.
In a daze, an extra memory suddenly appeared in his mind.
That was when he was in Penglai, where the old general, unwilling to be captured without a fight, relied on his martial skills to resist, only to be knocked unconscious with one punch.
After resolving his own issues, he didn’t know how to deal with the delicate girls. As Wang Yunxiao was wracking his brain, a girl named Xiaoyu stepped up, narrating the tragic stories of these girls, stating they were now homeless, and if the officer couldn’t take them in, they’d have to succumb to the brothels.
So, going back and forth, up and down, finally finding a suitable place to settle the girls, Wang Yunxiao also had the chance to taste the local specialty braised large yellow croaker’s deliciousness...
How come it’s still the same script?
Don’t you ever change the script template?
Just as Wang Yunxiao was silently reviewing memories, a sorrowful cry of the phoenix echoed from the endless void, and the boundless twilight dispersed.
The memory in his mind also dissolved and disintegrated, as if it had never existed.
Exactly what happened, Wang Yunxiao didn’t know; he only speculated that the annihilation probably encountered a formidable individual this time.
I mean, traveling back and forth on the timeline – doesn’t altering reality at will carry a price?
