Crash!
At the city gate, a carriage suddenly sank backward, its front end rearing high into the air and startling the two horses pulling it!
"No! No! This thing is still too heavy. Two horses aren't enough—we need to add another!"
Several people surrounded the carriage. At their head were two clerks, while the rest were broad-shouldered bailiffs. One of the clerks looked at the overturned carriage and immediately directed several bailiffs beside him to go over and hold it down.
Amid everyone's frantic scrambling, the carriage was soon pressed back down. Before long, someone led over another horse and harnessed it to the carriage, and then the carriage slowly began moving forward.
Yet as the three horses advanced, the driver had to shout and urge them on with all his might. Each time their hooves lifted, fell, and struck the ground, the muscles across their bodies bulged and twitched, with veins even surfacing in places!
Even so, the carriage moved forward only slowly.
The soldiers at the city gate came over to question them. The clerks showed them a token and said a few words; once the soldiers understood the gravity of the matter, they withdrew.
Seeing that the carriage was finally moving steadily, the two clerks walking beside it let out sighs of relief and turned their gazes toward the round object on the carriage—
It was Heaven-Dropped Meteoric Iron.
"This thing is truly wicked. It looks light, and when you first pick it up, it takes no effort at all. Even the two of us can lift it. But after a while, it grows heavier and heavier, until it becomes incomparably heavy. Even the earth and soil cannot bear it, and it slowly sinks down."
"Isn't that so? It truly is no ordinary thing. Set on a