New Zhou City?
Jiang Qiao looked at the people beside him.
"Isn't Xin Zhou in the north? Have you been there?" Yan Mo asked.
Everyone was from the south.
Transportation in this era was inconvenient, and people's spheres of activity were very limited. On top of natural disasters, man-made calamities, and ghosts running rampant everywhere, even peddlers and laborers who ventured out to make a living only operated in familiar areas.
The three of them—Yan Mo included—were Evolvers with some ability to protect themselves, so they had visited several major cities.
But those cities had basically all been in the south.
It was simple.
It was not merely a geographical issue. The relationship between Evolvers from the northern and southern regions was actually rather delicate. When southern Evolvers went north, or northern Evolvers came south, they easily drew scrutiny from the locals.
"Yes, yes."
With so many pairs of eyes fixed on him, the man shuddered all over.
He hurriedly said, "This humble one is Ma Wu. When I was in my teens, I worked as a tracker on the canal for several years. The section of river we were responsible for was near the north, so by chance, I went to Xin Zhou City once with my master."
"My master was a member of the Boat Gang."
"That time, one of the hall masters was negotiating with people from the north. He brought my master along to bolster his numbers, and my master dragged me along to make up the headcount."
Although steamships had already appeared on the canal, the Boat Gang had not vanished completely.
Ever since the world fell into ruin,
some sections of the river had gone years without repairs. Steamships could not pass through them at all, so transportation had to rely on the primitive