A Medium Cargo Magic Locomotive sped across the Black Rice Wasteland.
The road beneath its tires had been newly funded and built by the Xinfei Merchant Guild using the Amli Merchant Guild's latest technology. Not only was it over ten meters wide, enough for four Large Cargo Magic Locomotives to travel side by side, but it was also smoother than the older roads.
Even traveling at nearly fifty kilometers per hour, they felt only a slight jolting, with no discomfort at all.
In fact, this speed already exceeded the Xinfei Merchant Guild's rated speed for the Medium Cargo Magic Locomotive, but for an experienced driver like Old Man Sakeqi, speeding was an everyday occurrence.
If this Medium Cargo Magic Locomotive's top speed had not been limited to fifty kilometers per hour, he certainly would have driven even faster.
Old Man Sakeqi kept one hand on the steering wheel while casually picking up a bottle of fresh fruit juice beside him with the other and taking a long swig.
It was already early winter, and after sitting there for half the day, the bottle of fresh fruit juice had naturally grown rather cold. Old Man Sakeqi involuntarily shivered as he gulped it down.
Driving for too long could easily lead to fatigue. A sip of cold fresh fruit juice not only perked him up but also provided some nourishment, so Old Man Sakeqi often drank it while transporting goods.
He had just set the juice container down when Old Man Bateru, who had been lying across the back row of the driver's cab, woke up. He yawned, sat up to look outside, and asked Old Man Sakeqi, "Where are we?"
"Just entered the Black Rice Wasteland," Old Man Sakeqi replied casually.
Old Man Bateru surveyed their surroundings outside and nodded. "Mm,