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

That night, after returning home, Shard, though exhausted, still went to Feather Quill Street and found Dorothy, inviting her out for a late-night meal. Dorothy could tell Shard had a lot on his mind, so she put on her lady's coat to keep warm and followed him out.


On Feather Quill Street, there was a restaurant about to close. They chose a seat by the wall where a coal gas lamp with a lotus mouth hung above their table. Shard ordered food for the two of them and the cat, then said somewhat worriedly:


"Don't wear the Red Butterfly Pendant anymore, and tell Lecia not to wear it either."


While waiting for the dishes, Shard briefly shared the story that had persisted from the Fifth Era to the present. After hearing it, Dorothy covered her mouth, her eyes reddening until the restaurant's waiter delivered the fried shrimp balls and cream bread, then she finally regained her composure:


Chapter 734 Milestone Fog