The Railway Warden

"Welcome aboard. Your destination is Xiezi Peak. You are traveling in first class.

Esteemed guests, welcome to the Ink Bamboo Mountain mechanical railway service. Please allow me, on behalf of the train crew, to extend our sincerest greetings.

Your compartment is on the left-hand side after boarding. If you have any luggage to store, please do not hesitate to seek assistance from the accompanying Railway Warden. All train crew members are happy to serve you to the best of their abilities.

Your compartment is further ahead. In accordance with the regulations of the Ink Bamboo Mountain Railway Institute, I will now broadcast passenger guidelines for 'Ren' class travelers. First-class passengers may choose to skip repetitive instructions. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause..."

So you admit it's annoying to people, huh...

Zheng Zetian patted his pocket. Although he was still a 'Tian' class passenger, he was in first class, and there were pills in his pocket.

Guided by the shadow cloak, Zheng Zetian arrived at his compartment and opened the door for a peek.

First class was indeed different. Economy class had four people sitting opposite each other, with luggage taking up space. Taller individuals would likely find it hard to stretch their legs. First class was much more spacious, looking to be about seven or eight times the size of an economy cabin. Inside, it was like a private residence or a cave abode, complete with a bed, chairs, and an incense burner. He could even draw a magic circle and cultivate on the train. Moreover, the tea table was laid out with freshly prepared preserved fruits and desserts, all complimentary.

Zheng Zetian grabbed a handful and chewed. Seeing the warmed rice wine on the burner, he also drank a cup, finally feeling some relief from his stomach