Chapter 90: Chapter 90 God’s Blessing - The Secret of the Rails
"This country is so domineering and arbitrary! It doesn't even allow begging. How are the homeless supposed to survive?" one of the Treasure Nation's group muttered through gritted teeth. To him, the Tang Kingdom's policies seemed brutal and tyrannical, denying even the lowliest a chance at survival.
"You know nothing!"
A Tang Kingdom resident nearby shot them a look of disdain. "In the Tang Kingdom, as long as you have hands and feet, you won't starve to death. Sending beggars to build railways isn't punishment—it's giving them a chance to work. Don't you understand? Our country is brimming with infrastructure projects. Anyone willing to work can find a job. There's no such thing as starving here!"
"Ridiculous!" another scoffed, his voice filled with disbelief. "Are you trying to say there's no starvation in the Tang Kingdom? That's impossible!"
His reaction was understandable. Even in their mighty Treasure Nation, starvation was an unfortunate reality. Natural and man-made disasters—floods, droughts, plagues—were unavoidable. Whenever such calamities struck, countless citizens would be displaced, bodies piling up in the streets.
Yet, this resident was boldly claiming that starvation didn't exist in the Tang Kingdom. To them, it sounded absurd—like a wild, unfounded boast.
"It's not ridiculous," the resident retorted, his voice firm. "It's the truth. This is all thanks to the blessings of the gods. They gifted us the Divine Grain, freeing us from famine. No one in the Tang Kingdom needs to starve anymore."
The mention of the gods made his expression turn reverent. The light in his eyes shimmered with unwavering faith. "The gods saved us from despair. Without them, we'd still be living in hunger and suffering. Now, no matter how much we praise them, it will never be enough."
"Gods?"
The Treasure Nation's group exchanged skeptical glances.
Before arriving in the Tang Kingdom, they had heard whispers of its so-called divine blessings. Rumors claimed it was a nation protected by ancient gods, their prosperity a direct result of divine intervention.
But they had dismissed it as mere propaganda—a clever fabrication by the Tang Kingdom's rulers to solidify their power. After all, in this mortal world, who could believe in such fantastical tales of gods and miracles?
Yet, here they were, confronted with the unshakeable conviction of the Tang Kingdom's citizens. For the first time, a sliver of doubt crept into their hearts.
Could it be true?
Could the Tang Kingdom truly be a land blessed by ancient gods?
"It must be a special world prop," the Treasure Nation's group whispered among themselves, their eyes glinting with ambition. The prosperity of Tang Guo couldn't merely be a result of mundane efforts. Surely, some extraordinary artifact was at work here.
If such a prop could be seized, the Treasure Nation's power and influence would ascend to unimaginable heights. Feeding two billion citizens without fail—such a feat would revolutionize their kingdom.
But the musings of conquest were interrupted by the third prince, Zhao Feng, who furrowed his brows in curiosity. "What exactly do you mean by a railroad?"
His question prompted a burst of laughter from the Tang Kingdom resident guiding them. "Haha, this must be your first time in Tang Guo if you're unaware. A railroad is no mystery to us; it's a vital part of our daily life." The elderly man stroked his white beard, speaking with pride. "It's the primary mode of transportation here. Almost everyone uses it to travel between cities."
The group exchanged puzzled glances. One of them asked skeptically, "Why would you need to build a railroad just for horse-drawn carriages? Isn't an ordinary dirt road sufficient?"
The elder chuckled, shaking his head at their ignorance. "You'll understand soon enough. There's a station just ahead. Come, I'll show you."
The group followed him, their curiosity piqued. As they approached, their eyes widened in shock.
Before them stood a massive station, a hub of frenetic activity. The sheer scale of the building was awe-inspiring, bustling with endless streams of people and goods. Tens of thousands of individuals moved through it at any given moment, and cargo from across the kingdom and beyond converged here.
"This is a station?" Zhao Feng murmured, astonished. The station seemed less like a mundane transit point and more like the beating heart of Heihe City, a hive of energy and commerce.
And then, they noticed the steel roads—two gleaming lines stretching into the horizon, impossibly straight, as though piercing the limits of the world.
But what truly captured their attention was the strange object resting on the tracks. It was like a colossal serpent, its body composed of numerous linked carriages, each one coated in a sheen of black metal. The object exuded an air of power and modernity, as though it belonged to an entirely different world.
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