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 deciding the number of cards to draw, people urged the old antique shop owner to deal.


He excitedly dealt six cards for Mrs. Sangmi first. Mrs. Sangmi didn't hesitate to reveal her hand. Even though the first card, a Flower Suit moon 3 "Special Card [Piano Tune·Summer Night], " drew cheers, it didn't trigger its special rule "This card is not the first one drawn, and all cards in hand must be of the same suit."


"There could still be a King or Queen."


The female shop owner said somewhat unconfidently. Everyone widened their eyes in anticipation as she flipped over the remaining five cards.


With each reveal, someone would whisper "King" or "Queen," but the final tally of 27 points resulted in a bust.


Shard sighed with relief, but the old antique shop owner still dealt him six cards.


Chapter 475: Technical Worker