Terminal Technology, Trade Routes Stretching West!

On the empty table in the laboratory, Jiang Yong wolfed down his food.

The physical and mental exhaustion from a night of long-distance travel had been immense.

Even though the fried rice had gone somewhat lumpy after sitting for a while, he did not seem to notice. In a few bites, he shoveled half a bowl into his mouth and choked until he coughed.

"The water's under the table. Get it yourself if you want some," Su Mo said casually, pointing at the bottled water.

"Thank you... Thank you, County Chief Su." Jiang Yong gave an awkward laugh, hurriedly lowered his head, picked up a bottle of water, and gulped down the entire thing.

When he finished, he carefully placed the bottle in the corner and sat there looking restrained.

He had thought this County Chief Su was a little strange when he had secretly watched him by the window earlier.

He was completely different from ordinary administrators who frantically lined their pockets or rushed to accomplish something impressive as soon as they took office.

Ever since he had discovered and followed Su Youzong in the tavern, on the days when he could secretly watch him, he had basically seen him staying in his room every day, intently hammering away at an Iron Block. He would often keep hammering for several hours at a time.

At first, Jiang Yong had secretly suspected him, thinking it was merely a hobby or perhaps some kind of mission.

But after three days, five days, and even a whole week had passed, he had finally been convinced.

On top of that, he had personally used the helmet made by County Chief Su last night and experienced its powerful effects.

Today, he had also witnessed Fire Seed Street being vigorously developed, and Bao Yu County