October 21st, Black Iron Calendar. You Province. The sky stretched clear for ten thousand miles. After crossing the entirety of Great Xia from south to north, the Iron Dragon Sect's two flying boats finally returned to You Province...
Once they entered You Province's borders, the number of aircraft in the sky suddenly increased. The two flying boats slowed down, and from their observation decks, formations of planes could be seen everywhere.
Dressed in a black robe, Zhang Tie stood on the flying boat with his hands behind his back. Looking at the picturesque land below, his thoughts surged like a tidal sea.
The land beneath his feet was already Golden Crow Hall Zhang Family territory. It was now the golden tenth month of autumn, and across the thousand-mile expanse below lay a scene of abundant harvest. Everywhere brimmed with life. Golden rice and corn carpeted the earth like blankets of gold, while vast fields of fiery red peppers, each spanning tens of thousands of acres, looked from the sky like splendid blooms adorning the ground.
At this time, countless households of Golden Crow Hall were working in the fields, bringing in the harvest. Amidst these chaotic times, no one understood better than these households who had escaped death at the hands of the Devil Race how weighty this harvest was, or how hard-won their lives before them were.
Last year, Torch Oil agricultural machinery was still relatively scarce in You Province's farmlands. But this year, brand-new Torch Oil-powered agricultural machines could already be seen busily at work throughout the boundless fields.
Compared with traditional steam-powered agricultural machinery, Torch Oil farm machines were easiest to distinguish from the sky. Traditional steam machines burned fuels such as firewood and coal, and black smoke would rise from their boiler chimneys as soon as