Whoosh—
Whoosh—
Two streaks of light, one gold and one red, cut across the sea. They were Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen. Both were Limit Douluo, and could cross the ocean with ease.
They made their way to the mainland, listening to the voices around them.
"Wonderful! Just look at the Martial Soul Calendar the Spirit Hall put out. It's so detailed. And the seeds they handed out are all top-notch varieties. We're sure to have a bumper rice harvest next year."
"That's right. Our village is so far from the sea that we have to hire people to haul water whenever we plant crops. But the Spirit Hall sent people to build waterwheels and dig irrigation channels. They even set up sprinklers, and each one costs just ten Silver Soul Coins. One can water a huge field!"
"Exactly. I heard the Spirit Hall is sending people to build roads, too. They're smooth as can be, and they use those moving iron contraptions to lay them. It's so fast! Traveling inland will be much easier from now on."
"And have you heard? The Spirit Hall has started building some kind of carriage, too."
"It's called a Soul-Guided Electric Tram. Supposedly, it runs on iron tracks and goes incredibly fast. My uncle's second nephew said they've already started running them around Spirit City. A journey of more than ten kilometers takes only a few minutes, and each ride costs just ten Copper Soul Coins. What a bargain..."
Listening to the people around them, Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen looked utterly bewildered. What was this Martial Soul Calendar? What was a Soul-Guided Electric Tram? They'd never even heard of them.
"Excuse me, old sir. What's this Martial Soul Calendar you were talking about? Isn't this territory part of the Heaven Dou Empire?