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

The gaslight in the house was very bright, the Mia Cat under the light was very cute, and Shard in the living room was also very surprised.


So surprised that even when Mia approached to sniff at these metal plates, Shard didn't stop her.


Two of the plates were concave, and two were convex; the pattern for the one-shilling banknote was exceptionally intricate and realistic. Touching them with a finger, one couldn't even feel the roughness of the metal, evoking a sense of civilization coupled with the steam industry.


Shard felt his whole body overheated and his back itchy with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead:


Upon examining the sides of the metal plates, all four had the words "Draleon Kingdom Mint · Top Secret" clearly engraved at the same position, followed by the Cavendish family's crest below the letters.


Shard set down the four silver-gray metal plates and then covered his face and rubbed it vigorously:


Chapter 450 Furniture