The great ship rode the wind and waves, advancing with majestic force. Even from afar, its imposing presence could be felt.
It was a Little Eagle-class conventionally powered aircraft carrier.
Yet unlike the aircraft carriers Shen Feng remembered, this one had enormous black sails rising from its deck, filled with sea wind and seemingly serving as the carrier's primary source of propulsion.
The carrier itself was already colossal, and its sails resembled patches of black clouds drifting across the sea, extraordinarily conspicuous.
That was also why Old Bi had been unable to spot the aircraft carrier so quickly.
Columns of black smoke also rose from the carrier's hull and shot into the sky. It clearly had some kind of high-powered internal combustion engine installed, seemingly no less powerful than a steam engine.
"Where did this ship come from? The Cordillera Islands?" Shen Feng asked.
According to the information he had received earlier, humanity in the Water World apocalypse still retained a certain amount of incomplete technology. Being able to operate a surviving aircraft carrier was nothing remarkable.
After all, it was already being used as a sailing warship.
Across what had once been the Americas, only the survivors on the Cordillera Islands could manage something like this.
Wu Ta frowned slightly as she looked at the great ship and quickly said, "Commander, the Cordillera Islands are too far away. I haven't been there in many years, so I don't know much about the current situation. But based on some rumors I heard before, it seems that something happened there, and they have been becoming increasingly isolated. This is also the first time I've seen this ship."
At this time, Chris, Kazuko, and the other two minstrels came before Shen Feng. Chris gave Shen Feng a forceful fist-to-chest salute before saying,