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The entire continent seemed to have been injected with stimulants, and everything was developing faster and faster.

It seemed that every day brought a new change.

No one knew when it had started, but even the number of slaves had begun to plummet.

All kinds of factories were appearing in ever-greater numbers.

All kinds of free citizens were earning increasingly generous incomes.

This became especially apparent whenever an Ultra-High-Speed Rail Train passed through or near where people lived.

The entire continent was flourishing.

Even Roger was greatly astonished by these changes.

He felt as though he had tossed a torch onto a pile of dry firewood that was the entire continent.

Changes that should have taken five, ten, or fifteen years had been thoroughly accomplished in a short time.

Perhaps this world itself wanted to change.

After all, this world had gone so long without any major changes.

Even life itself had begun embracing a new era, so there was no reason not to go along with it.

Before Chilly Moon arrived, the Ultra-High-Speed Rail Transit System already had seven main lines.

They ran both horizontally and vertically, forming a simple network.

They basically covered the continent's most important cities.

As for how many factories existed in the world now, even Viscount Rost could no longer keep track.

The machines they sold had multiplied several times over again.

Even secondhand production machinery seemed to be in great demand now.

Whenever a new machine appeared, some long-established industrial territories would often spend huge sums reforming their industries and upgrading their equipment, gaining even greater production capacity. As for the old equipment, they either sold it to acquaintances or put it up for sale through the network.

The booming secondhand market left everyone unable to tell just how many factories existed in