"go ahead!"
The man stood at the bow and roared loudly. As his roar resounded, the ironclad ship under his feet began to gradually accelerate, and the restless boiler stirred up heavy waves, splitting the sea like a sharp sword.
This was the fourth day since the Plague Doctor set sail. At full speed, he judged that his position was probably close to the waters of Yngvegur. In about ten days, he would be able to leave the surrounding waters of Yngvegur and reach the empty high seas between Yngvegur and the Viking countries.
In recent years, human technology has been advancing rapidly, but there has not been much progress in navigation positioning. Once you step into the vast ocean, all you can rely on is personal experience and tools such as nautical charts, compasses, sextants, etc. Therefore, various countries have weak control over the sea areas. The epidemic doctor is not worried about what he will encounter.
"Captain, I leave these to you."
Enjoying a breeze from the sea, the plague doctor shouted to the tall man beside him, and the man nodded at him and directed the other sailors.
The plague doctor had no experience in long-distance sailing, so Lawrence found him a reliable captain. It was said that he was originally a member of the Gaulnalo military, but after Lawrence appeared, he became a member of his Orthodox Church and also possessed the secret blood.
Before entering the cabin, the plague doctor glanced at the sea behind the ship. There were several such ironclad ships equipped with cannons following them. The iron armor was full of rivets and the steam turbines were roaring.
All this is thanks to Lawrence's funding. Without him, the plague doctor would not have been able to form such a fleet.
Walking into the dim cabin, the plague doctor pushed open the door of his own room. Life on the sea was dull and uninteresting, and people often said that the probability of encountering pirates was actually quite small.
This vast ocean is like a maze. If you don't take the main route, it is difficult for you to meet another ship. This is also an area that has not been fully conquered by humans. It is unpredictable and no one knows what it is thinking.
The cabin shook slightly, causing the experimental flasks on the table to shake along with it, but the plague doctor had already secured them in advance, and even the bottle mouths were tightly sealed one by one.
In this converted room, there is a larger space at the other end. There is an operating table on it and a person is fixed on it. Because there is no light to illuminate everything, it is unclear whether he is alive or dead.
Suddenly the ship shook violently and the cabin also swayed a few times, which seemed to wake up the person on the operating table. He whimpered meaninglessly, but the sound was very slight and was immediately covered by the sound of the waves outside the porthole.
The plague doctor didn't seem to notice any of this. He stretched and walked slowly to his desk.
Life at sea is boring, but this is only relative. In this small space, many people don’t know what to do and are therefore anxious. But the Plague Doctor is different. Whenever he has such time, he is very happy. In this way, the Plague Doctor can temporarily pull himself away from the world and immerse himself in the study of something.
For example, his academics... if that thing can really be considered academics.