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

Having been in this world for two months, Shard had gotten used to the idea that each time he woke up, there would be a cat that suddenly sprang out from beside his pillow. Sometimes it would jump onto his chest, meowing for food, or it would rub its furry face against his face and the back of his hand.


So when Shard woke up beneath an unfamiliar ceiling and didn't hear the familiar meowing of Mia, he felt inexplicably lost.


"I haven't seen Mia for over 24 hours now."


Thinking about this, Shard felt even more lost.


The time was Wednesday night at eight o'clock, and having slept for twelve hours, Shard felt quite refreshed. It seemed like there was a banquet happening in the distance; he could hear the sound of an organ.


Chapter 426 The Restaurant Outside the Banquet