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

"Oh~ I had only heard about such things before, I never thought I'd actually witness it with my own eyes!"


Miss Maid whispered in awe, and Shard's face was brimming with a smile:


"It's even better than I thought. The ability to observe blood remains intact and has become even clearer. But what's more important, the attribute of the 'Echo' has been enhanced. With living people, I can now, by dropping some individual's blood or a similar component into my eyes or injecting it into my body, enable my eyes to see their movement trajectories for a certain period of time."


Chapter 481: Waiting