Any Great City that had developed to this point was basically self-sustaining.
Put another way, any Great City that could not sustain itself had likely long since been destroyed by the river of history.
No matter from which angle one viewed Rhodok Imperial City, one could see the beauty of prosperity.
Especially for newcomers, that beauty was particularly breathtaking.
At this moment, Zong Ze was caught up in that very shock.
As a Lord who had descended from Earth, modern cities and the Great Cities of the Endless Continent were completely different in appearance.
With that premise in mind, it was only natural that Zong Ze would be so stunned.
It was not until he arrived at the Tavern where they were to meet by mountain carriage that he temporarily broke free from those emotions.
After the shock came a deep yearning—or rather, greed.
Greed for the entirety of Rhodok Imperial City.
Even after getting off the carriage, Zong Ze continued gazing at the distant scenery.
He took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed that ambition.
Then he stepped into the Tavern.
He found the bartender and successfully exchanged the code phrase.
Inside the secret room, he collected several items that had been prepared in advance.
These included forged identification documents.
Specialists had also drafted all the relevant background materials for his fabricated origins.
Lastly, there was the identity he would use to enter the palace.
Zong Ze had been assigned the identity of a minor official in charge of garden pruning.
He was responsible for the garden of the palace where Queen Svetlana resided.
He had not mastered any relevant skills, but he did not actually need to do anything.
The real gardeners and landscaping craftsmen had long since been bribed.
All he had to do was enter under