The day before Immortal Ascension.
An endless snowfield.
A train belching black smoke traveled alone through the swirling wind and snow.
It was as though it were the only thing left in the world, as though the people aboard had been exiled by the world itself.
This newly built railway ran across almost all of Maozi's territory.
At that moment.
Inside the luxurious carriage at the very front of the train.
Little White Tiger, Old Ninth, Xiao Yuan, and Li Youxian sat around the stove, idly watching the snowy scenery they had long since grown numb to.
"I wonder... when we'll finally see a truly clear day."
Xiao Yuan yawned, propping her cheek on one hand as she said with a hint of uncertainty, "I hope I live long enough to see that legendary brilliant sunshine."
"Not likely." Old Ninth sat with one leg crossed over the other, drinking soda as he chuckled. "Good thing we have trains. Otherwise, who knows how many of our tens of thousands would freeze to death crossing the Snow Realm?"
Maozi's land was barren, but its territory was vast.
Without these trains, they might not have reached the Federation even by the time the war ended.
At that thought, they all turned admiring gazes toward Li Youxian.
They had no idea how he had managed to get trains from Maozi.
"The Chamber of Commerce's business has developed quite well these past few years. I have some business dealings with Maozi." Seated by the window, Li Youxian studied the map intently and spoke without looking up. "Those old Russians are notorious for valuing money over their lives. As long as you can afford the price, this is nothing."
"Besides, the Federation borders Maozi. We're going to make trouble for their neighbor. Why wouldn't they be