Salty Fish Pilot

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era.
The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance...
"Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?"
Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

After seeing off Miss Annette, Shard spent the morning studying "Genesis: Silvermoon" and then had to admit that the card probably really didn't possess any mystical power.


He even tried, with an attitude of giving it a shot, to present the card to a cat. But the orange cat merely sniffed it and then walked away with disdain.


He went out for lunch at noon and then spent his time reading and continuing the translation of Miss Luisa's book. His progress was not too bad, and he should be able to finish translating the entire content before the group meeting tomorrow afternoon. By doing so, he would not have to worry about delaying Miss Luisa's affairs because of this.


While flipping through his textbooks, Shard suddenly realized that he might really be able to complete the exams for some subjects during the exam week at the end of this month.


Chapter 132 Picking Up The Goods