He boarded the deck.
The sides were fixed with field artillery.
These were sold to Bai Xuan by Fang Hao.
The artillery wasn't of the highest grade, but its power was undeniable; it had no problem killing people or destroying boat hulls.
However, in terms of attributes, it was somewhat inferior to, the more popular artillery.
He took a stroll around the deck.
Entering the cabin, there were cannonballs, vegetables, food, and fresh water.
For transmigrators, these were all exchangeable items, but to be on the safe side, a stock was usually kept on board.
This was to avoid situations where exchanging was impossible and those on the ship could die of thirst or starvation.
Finally, he entered the captain's quarters.
A massive desk was in the room, with a sea map spread open on it.
A silver platter holding fruit was nailed to one side of the desk, most likely to avoid trouble when the ship rocked.
At the top of the desk hung a nightstone chandelier, casting a hazy glow.