In fact, East Africa would face this problem as well. Many East Africans had never seen a train before, and some would surely feel fear upon seeing that steel monster for the first time. The government would need to educate and reassure the people living along the railway to resolve it.
"Quick, look!"
Outside the train window, a group of railway workers was at work. At that moment, the railway split, with a branch line heading south, where workers could be seen laying tracks.
"Mr. Aryan! Didn't you say the railway was finished? Then what are they doing?"
Aryan grew somewhat irritated. These people were far too ignorant, and they kept questioning him. He replied impatiently, "It is finished! It's been finished for months! The East African government officials said so themselves. And that is obviously a branch line under construction. You should know what a branch line is, shouldn't you? Once a road is finished, is it never supposed to connect with anywhere else? Even the main roads in your Far East have smaller roads branching off them, don't they?"
Clearly, they had not noticed Aryan's displeasure and continued asking, "Then where does this branch line lead?"
This time, Aryan ignored them. It was his first time in the Kingdom of East Africa too. Why did they ask him about everything? Who the hell knew where a railway branch line led? As he had said before, although Aryan was an East African national, he had previously lived only in Europe and the Far East. He knew nothing at all about the East African mainland. Besides, he was neither a geographer nor a railway man, merely a lowly clerk at the East African Foreign Ministry. It was already good enough that he knew the general picture. These Far Eastern doctors