Yi Chu had just emerged from the Terrace Avenue when he saw the plaza before the platform packed with beetle-like flying Constructs. They were about a zhang in size, their shell-like carapaces glossy and black, numbering roughly a thousand or more, arranged in neat rows.
From time to time, people coming out of Mooring Boat Terrace would walk over and lightly pat them a few times. Their shells would then split apart, allowing people to climb inside. Afterward, they beat their thin wings and rose buzzing into the air, leaping skyward and flying away.
He glanced to one side and saw Celestial Xia script and spiritual inscriptions engraved upon a glass wall. From this, he learned that these were Kuntu Constructs. Anyone who knew how to pilot or communicate with Constructs could ride them into the prefecture, sparing themselves from being crammed together with others in a carriage.
Yet some people had already arranged for Construct flying carriages to receive them. They stepped aboard with practiced ease, and with a flash of spiritual light, the carriages soared into the sky.
Just then, a finely dressed young man passed by with two attendants. Seeing Yi Chu standing there watching, he looked him over and kindly said, "Is this gentleman from another continent? I am Duan Chong. I am about to enter the prefecture, and I happen to have a flying carriage waiting for me. If it is inconvenient for you, sir, I can give you a ride."
Yi Chu smiled. "No need. Thank you for your kindness, young sir."
Duan Chong gestured, and an attendant brought over a name card. He handed it to Yi Chu and said, "A guest who has come from afar is welcome. I, Duan, am an Eastern Court man and have a few ways to get