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

Mr. Mark and President Stan, both friends of Shard, seemed to be free today; they actually invited Shard to have a drink after work in the upstairs office and chat about the affairs of Big City Players this year.


Although drinking during work hours is prohibited, people still like to decorate their offices with fine wines. Timing their drinks for the moment work ends, having a small drink with friends and colleagues is considered a refined preference among the upper-class gentlemen of this age who work in offices.


Shard had never been interested in drinking, but he was interested in the Big City Players, so he followed the two gentlemen up to the third floor.


Chapter 432: The Princess in the Prophet's Society