Although the new district had only eight cities, their combined area was far from small.
With that in mind, the city construction was basically set in stone. Unless Zhou Xu carried out large-scale renovations later on, it would be difficult to change the original layout.
However, as things stood, adjustments were definitely necessary. Large-scale renovations would simply cost too much, and Zhou Xu had no such plans for the next ten or twenty years.
This meant that the newly planned railway would inevitably have to take a few detours. It was basically impossible for it to run in a straight line.
The advantage, however, was that all they had to do was sit on the train. They could leave everything else alone and arrive directly in four days.
Taking the train was only novel at first. After all, at its core, it was a boring process.
On their second train ride, the Dark Elves' attention was no longer on the train.
When they had just boarded, they could still chat away enthusiastically.
After an hour on the train, they could still comment on the scenery along the way.
But after two or three hours, the carriage had clearly quieted down. Some of the Dark Elves had begun staring blankly into space, while others had simply fallen asleep.
Under such circumstances, having to sit on the train for four days was torture for the vast majority of passengers.
After sitting there motionless until the second day, Eredar was clearly beginning to feel restless.
His gaze then subconsciously fell on Zhou Xu, who had spent most of the time meditating since boarding the train.
For some reason, he began to understand why Zhou Xu was so powerful.
For Zhou Xu, who devoted all his time to meditation, the journey by train was