Sun Moon Empire, Dongyang City. One of its busiest cities. As soon as day broke, the bustling crowds began to flow.
Huo Yuhao stood at the roadside, looking at the prosperous city, so shocked he could not speak. It was not the people that surprised him, but the enormous gap in technological level.
Even before he came in, Huo Yuhao had already felt the difference—the difference in railways. This Dongyang City was either the starting point or the terminus of the railways within the Sun Moon Empire. This railway ran through the entire Sun Moon Plain, and the Sun Moon Empire's capital, Mingdu, was also on this great artery, which transported an endless flow of blood.
This railway almost pierced the entire Sun Moon Continent through the middle. And this was only one main line. Even more branch lines spread to every region. Even if Huo Yuhao had no way to see them himself, from passersby's descriptions he could imagine the railways pulsing across the land like blood vessels, bringing thriving life and vitality.
The pedestrians on the road all used Soul Tools for transportation. It was clear that the Sun Moon Empire had done very well in popularizing Soul Tools. Soul Engineers and the corresponding supporting facilities were all extremely complete. The roads and traffic were neat and orderly. The people's standard of living looked very high.
After watching for a while, Huo Yuhao found an inn and prepared to stay there. So many days of eating in the wind and sleeping in the open had really made him suffer. When he lay down on the bed, he almost could not get up again. He had practically forgotten how soft a bed was. It was so comfortable that it made a person grow lazy. What sort of bitter days