Tlock Republic · Fickley
Morning sunlight streamed through the windows and fell across the empty hall. Lin Chichi stretched, yawned, dragged her small suitcase, and continued forward through the somewhat rundown station.
"It's already eight."
The girl looked up at the dawn light overhead and yawned again.
Although Mote City was not far from Fickley, the capital of the Tlock Republic, the railways between the Ika Republic and the Tlock Republic were not connected.
According to the information Lin Chichi had found, the separation of the railways might have stemmed from the many frictions and wars between these two neighboring powers throughout history, leaving the two countries constantly wary of one another.
But the result of that historical legacy was that travelers had to change trains at the border, meaning Lin Chichi could not simply sleep all the way to her destination.
"I should've taken a plane."
Lin Chichi glanced at the empty hall, dragged her small suitcase, and walked toward the station exit.
Ahead of her, she could vaguely make out a family of three who looked like Tia people leaving the station.
Tourists?
The girl swept her gaze over the three people ahead, then slowly moved forward with the crowd and left the train station.
Many taxis were already waiting outside the station. The girl picked one at random.
The driver got out to help her put her suitcase into the trunk, then brought her into the car. He turned around to look at her and asked in Tlock Language, "Are you here for sightseeing?"
"Business trip."
Lin Chichi answered briefly. Then she took out her phone, opened the map, and showed the driver a pinned location.
Before coming to Tlock, she had already learned some commonly used Tlock phrases.
Perhaps because her Physical Fitness had improved, her