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

"It looks like I didn't choose the wrong person; Professor Manning is very reliable."


Seeing the look on Professor Heink's face, Shard knew that his wait was finally over.


"No, I'm sorry, I don't recognize this symbol."


Professor Heink said, and apart from an unexpected expression when he saw the symbol, there was no sign that he was lying.


Shard nodded, took back his notebook, then placed his hand in his pocket and pulled out an envelope:


It was nearly a quarter of his savings.


The professor asked in surprise, and Shard no longer beat around the bush but said bluntly:


"Professor, I'm looking for the Hermit Society."


"Oh no, I don't know anything about some Hermit Society. Young man, you really have the wrong person."


As he said this, he was about to get up and leave. Shard did not stop him but said in a low voice:


Chapter 374: Second Grade Curriculum