While waiting for the innkeeper to bring the guards over, Dan Feng and Roxy Migurdia had already gone upstairs to rest, but that Sword God Style swordsman stayed by the three thieves the entire time.
Because Dan Feng and Roxy Migurdia still had to take a ship tomorrow, not resting properly would make it very uncomfortable.
The next morning, Dan Feng and Roxy Migurdia got up early.
They then packed their things, checked out, and went to have breakfast.
After breakfast, they arrived at the pier, found the boarding area, paid the fare, and got on the ship.
The ships here were still very old-fashioned—decks and everything else made of wood, propelled solely by sails.
No matter how you looked at it, a ship like this would definitely make someone seasick, right?
But there was no other choice. To reach the Central Continent, this was the only type of ship available.
Dan Feng and Roxy Migurdia entered a small cabin on the ship and sat down right there.
Now they just had to wait for departure. According to what others said, it would take at least two days to reach the eastern port.
"Dan Feng, I'm going to sleep first. Otherwise, once the ship starts moving, I'll get really seasick." Roxy Migurdia recalled the time she first arrived at Zant Port—right after getting off the ship, she had almost thrown up.
There was no helping it; riding on ships like this was simply too nauseating.
Dan Feng nodded to show he understood, then took out a book and began reading.
Time passed quickly while he was absorbed in reading. Gradually, the ship began to move.
The anchor that had been holding the ship in place was raised, the crew lowered the sails, and following the wind, the ship steadily began sailing forward.
Dan Feng had never ridden on a ship in either of his two lifetimes, so he set the book down and stood up.
He glanced at Roxy Migurdia, who had already fallen asleep, and guessed she probably hadn't slept well last night.
So Dan Feng took a finished book from his backpack and gently placed it over Roxy Migurdia's stomach.
Even though she was wearing clothes, it still felt better to cover her up a little.
Dan Feng stepped out of the small cabin and onto the deck. Just by breathing in the surrounding air, he could smell a distinct salty scent.
Then he looked around at the scene on the ship and was slightly stunned—there were already so many people on board.
"Are there really this many people heading to the Central Continent?"
Dan Feng immediately noticed the swordsman from yesterday. He was currently sitting on the deck, gazing at the sea scenery.
So Dan Feng walked over and also began looking at the seascape.
To be honest, he had never looked at the sea so carefully before, but gazing at it now felt incredibly soothing.
The deep blue color, combined with the clouds in the sky reflected on the water's surface, gave a profound sense of relaxation.
The swordsman naturally noticed Dan Feng as well. He looked at this somewhat youthful boy with interest, then smiled and struck up a conversation: "Have you ridden on ships many times?"
Hearing the voice, Dan Feng turned his head. Their gazes met.
He glanced at the other man, then gently shook his head and answered, "First time."
The swordsman showed a hint of surprise, but quickly regained his smile and said, "Then you really have an exceptional talent. The first time I left the Central Continent, I threw up until my stomach was completely empty."
Dan Feng felt curious about the swordsman's words and couldn't help asking, "What style of swordsman are you?"
This question had been lingering in his mind. Back in Millishion, he had only seen North God Style swordsmen; he knew very little about the other two styles.
The swordsman smiled and replied, "I'm Sword God Style. I learned it in the Asura Kingdom, but I only reached upper rank before setting out to travel."
After that, the two chatted casually, jumping from swordsmanship to traveling experiences, and then to the customs and cultures of different regions.
However, even though their conversation flowed smoothly, for some reason, neither of them ever asked for the other's name.
Through talking with the swordsman, Dan Feng also gained some information about the Central Continent.
According to the swordsman, even now, small-scale wars still broke out between minor countries in certain parts of the Central Continent. That area was known as the Conflict Zone.
But aside from that region, most other places were relatively peaceful.
After finishing the conversation with the swordsman, Dan Feng returned to the small cabin.
Inside, Roxy Migurdia had already woken up, but her complexion didn't look good at all.
"Dan Feng, you're back." Seeing Dan Feng, Roxy Migurdia forced a smile and greeted him.
"Are you okay?" Dan Feng asked hurriedly upon seeing how pale her little face was.
"It's normal. This always happens when I'm on a ship."
Afterward, Dan Feng cast healing magic on Roxy Migurdia, which improved her complexion considerably. By the way, he had learned this healing magic from Roxy herself.
"Does this make you feel a bit better?" Dan Feng looked at Roxy Migurdia. The green light from his hand reflected in her water-blue eyes.
"Much better." Roxy Migurdia gazed at Dan Feng like this, and a trace of happiness quietly appeared in her eyes.
Then Dan Feng took out some dried rations he had bought earlier from his backpack and asked if Roxy Migurdia wanted any.
Roxy Migurdia immediately shook her head like a rattle drum, her face full of horror as she said, "If I eat now, I'll definitely throw it up later. So I'd better wait until I'm so hungry I can't stand it anymore."
Hearing this, Dan Feng didn't force her and simply ate by himself.
Watching Dan Feng behave as usual, Roxy Migurdia couldn't help feeling puzzled. After hesitating for a moment, she finally asked, "By the way, Dan Feng… don't you get seasick at all?"
Dan Feng paused at her question, once again checked how his body felt, then shook his head and answered, "I don't feel anything."
"Ah, I'm so jealous. Is this what a warrior's constitution is like?" Roxy Migurdia widened her eyes, her face full of envy.
Dan Feng smiled, thinking that it might really be due to his constitution—after all, his template system had given him quite a lot of physique points.
After that, Roxy Migurdia tried her best to stay silent, because she discovered that as soon as she spoke, her head would feel even dizzier.
Meanwhile, Dan Feng silently kept expending his mana, continuously casting beginner-level healing magic on Roxy Migurdia to relieve her discomfort as much as possible.
As night fell, Roxy Migurdia finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.
Dan Feng finished another book. This one left a strong impression on him—it was written by an adventurer.
In the book, the author wrote about human nature in this world, giving many examples: people who steal others' possessions, people who steal others' lovers, and so on.
Then Dan Feng stood up and walked out to the deck.
The sea at night was still pitch black. The cold wind howled past, bringing a chill.
However, this level of cold was nothing to Dan Feng.
Oil lamps were lit all over the deck. The crew in charge of the sails had already changed shifts, and that swordsman was now lying on the deck asleep.
Dan Feng gazed at the calm, dark sea surface and wondered inwardly—what kind of person was he, really?
The current him was worlds apart from his previous life. So which one was the real him?