The shrieking gale blew through as the promontory stood firm in the stormy rain.
No Mist of Strangeness, only vague glimmers beyond the sheet lightning deep in the black clouds.
It was now dawn.
This storm, whose end was unpredictable, would undoubtedly hinder Lu Li's progress, whether he set out now or waited for it to pass.
Lu Li temporarily came to the deck, checking the Compass and communicator. The former returned to normal and guided the direction, while the latter buzzed with static noise.
The unexpected surprise was the discovery of a raincoat, dagger, and Flintlock Pistol in the corner cabinet—they would enable Lu Li to travel further through the storm.
Wasting no more time, Lu Li took a few cans and medicines easily carried, filled his canteen, and braved the storm, making his way along the slanted deck to the ship's side.
