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Star Star, Kalsa Federation.

Since the first year of the Black Iron Era, the steam era has come like a landslide and tsunami, bringing profound changes to this continent.

The ancient empire collapsed, and many great nobles and kings were sent to the gallows. From then on, the largest country on the white continent was divided into three different countries.

Among them, there are countries like Holy Heber, which were criticized by historians for a large number of ancient remnants, and commercialization centers like Arkham, which claims to be completely open and trade freedom, and the Karsa Federation is a unique political system between the two, with the elected consuls exerting power, and there are also civil protection officials, justices, etc.

In the 401st year of the Black Iron Calendar, Kalsa Federation, in a certain exhibition hall.

"The next exhibition hall belongs to Vincent Gehn, a great archaeologist, historian, painter... He was once famous for verifying the origin of Mandala on the Black Continent, and has participated in many great archaeological discoveries. In his later years, he began to turn to art. Painting is known for its unrestrained colors and abstract artistic conception, and has developed into a small genre of abstract painting... Just last month, at an auction in Hongen City, one of his works "Dream" was sold at a sky-high price of 3,600 golden punks!"

The tour guide stood in front of an oil painting and introduced it in clear and concise language:

"…Mr. Vincent suffered from illness and nightmares in his later years, which can also be reflected in his late paintings. In the end, he chose to end his life, which was the biggest loss in the archaeological and artistic circles in decades..."

Fang Yuan mixed in the crowd and quietly looked at the oil paintings.

Vincent above is about forty years old, with a significantly higher hairline and wrinkles on his forehead.

Under the oil painting, a line of artistic words is also written: "Vincent Gunn, Black Iron Years, archaeologists, artists..."

"Are you still unable to withstand the extraordinary characteristics that are becoming stronger and stronger?"

Seeing this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At this time, Fang Yuan was wearing a suit and holding a ceremonial stick, dressed like a gentleman.

After a while, he finally arrived at the Human Horse Galaxy and naturally chose the familiar Star Star.

Unfortunately, a relative who originally thought was still alive finally embarked on a crazy path of self-destruction.

But in fact, this is also normal. A mortal has the possibility of completely enduring extraordinary traits, and it almost does not exist, and will sooner or later drive it crazy.

"Miss Tour Guide! I have a problem!"

At this time, a 16 or 17-year-old among the tourists raised his hand.

He has curly blonde hair, brown eyes, and a few freckles on his face.

"What question is, I'm happy to answer it!" The tour guide's smile was very kind.

"Is that legend... true?" Freckled Young Master said in a young voice: "Vincent is a person favored by bad luck. Almost every friend and relative who had been close to him, ended up suffering!"

"This is an unfortunate thing, but I prefer that he is just bad luck!" The tour guide smiled: "Although there is also such a saying, after the accidental death of his third son, Vincent fell into madness. Every oil painting he painted later was cursed, but in fact, there were not many collectors who suffered misfortune because of this..."

"Then the legend about his identity is also fake, such as... a wizard?" The freckled boy continued to ask.

"Young people, our Union ships could cross the ocean a hundred years ago, reach the Black and Yellow continents, and almost explore the entire world. But none of the ancient legends, such as wizards, werewolfs, and witches who specialize in capturing children, have been discovered!" The tour guide raised his glasses: "Compared to this, can you believe those Shiges? For example, the ancients rule the planet?"

"Ha ha……"

The tour guide's speech was playful, causing a kind laugh.

But in the midst of the hustle and bustle, the freckled boy slowly lowered his head, and a hint of unwillingness flashed through his eyes.

"Another occultist!"

Fang Yuan secretly commented on the boy and looked at the tour guide again.

She was well-dressed, tall and full breasts, and had a small nameplate: "Angelira?! She is also an interesting guy!"

After visiting this exhibition hall, he walked into another hall.

This is a mixed exhibition of historical and cultural figures. Each exhibition hall has different scenery, and there are even rare specialties of the Black and Yellow continents.

Although Fang Yuan disagreed with this method of distinguishing the mainland by human skin color, he had already made a convention in this country, so he would go with it.

However, in the White Continent, all the residents think that they are truly civilized people. As for the Yellow and Black Continents, they are just the place where plantations and slaves are produced. Of course, there are also some terrible talismans and voodoo legends...

After finishing his browsing, he walked out of the exhibition hall and called a carriage.

The carriage is painted black all over, reflecting light in the sunlight. The coachman sits high in his position with a serious and respectful expression.

"Go to No. 23 Wutong Street!"

Fang Yuan got into the car and threw a silver coin over. The carriage immediately started to rumble.

Although cars have been available for a long time, carriages are still an important tool for short-distance transportation.

Sitting in the soft carriage, Fang Yuan was playing with a gold coin in his hand with great interest.

This is the Golden Punk issued by Casar Federation, the largest unit of face value, with the front engraving of the federal emblem and the back of the steam locomotive, emitting a charming luster.

"Although this consul issued a paper gold punk, it is obvious that citizens have to accept it completely, and there is still a long way to go, and only some businessmen are using it..."

Two black horses walked happily and soon arrived at Wutong Street.

Fang Yuan came to his property with a scepter in his hand.

This is a double-storey loft with a signature ‘Dad Javier’s Grocery Store’ at the door!

Dad Javier is a small businessman who saved up a huge sum of more than 100 gold punks by doing business.

This money was enough to allow him to live a more generous life for the rest of his life, but unfortunately he had a lot of rum and his head was hot. He believed the captain's instigation and invested all his savings on an ocean-going voyage.

Unfortunately, when the merchant ship encountered a storm, not only did the expected 50% profit completely silence, but even the principal could not be returned. What's even worse was that in order to make a big profit, Javier's father borrowed a loan from a financial company.

The ending is obvious, divorce, bankruptcy, auction... After some procedures, Fang Yuan took down this store, along with several houses that can be used to live in the future.

"Welcome back, master!"

In the original store, all the goods had been cleaned up and replaced with glass counters and tall wooden racks. A green-haired woman in black and white maid outfit was wiping the glass. When she saw Fang Yuan coming in, she almost wanted to kneel down to greet her.

"I said, Molly Gu Tata, call me sir in the future! Don't keep such grand etiquette..."

Although this maid aroused the coveting of many neighbors, Fang Yuan even saw the male neighbor opposite him staring at his balcony every day, but the other party had no idea how terrifying the maid he coveted had.

"And... don't stain the floor and ceiling. I don't want to scare our guests away or make any bad changes..."

With Fang Yuan's cultivation at this time, he completely absorbed the power of the Taoist fruit, which is no different from that of ordinary people, without any problems of radiation and dispersion or pollution.

But Mollygu Tata is different.

Compared with humans on this planet, it is a real high-energy creature, transforming the surrounding environment at all times.

If Fang Yuan had not restricted it, it would have been not long before this street would have become an environment similar to that in the Arita world, completely occupied by metal life.

"Sorry, sir..."

Mollygu Tata immediately apologized with fear and fear, and on the surface he still looked like a cute girl who was worried about doing something wrong.

But Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he saw a jade Yuge color trembling.

"Forget it, get ready quickly. Our first customer is coming to the door. As for the signboards, there is no need to change them. Is there anything else?"

Fang Yuan took off his coat, hung it on the clothes hanger, and asked casually.

He did not use his identity as a Taoist fruit to obtain information, and was completely enjoying the fun of playing a mortal.

"Mrs. Mary, the neighbor, once brought a lemon cake to visit and invited you to a party three days later!"

"Well, that's really exciting, what do you think?"

"Sir... Actually, it's hard for me to understand their thinking patterns. Although technology is so backward, I'm complacent and wasted my limited life on meaningless things..."

Mollygu Tata obviously doesn't like that lemon cake.

"And...their scientific research spirit is really a mess. The wizards in Mandara received the technology we supported a long time ago, but they did not develop at all, and they were even regressing..."

"But, as experimental subjects, they are still valuable!"

Fang Yuan sat behind the counter and opened a big black-skinned book to read it.

Mollygu Tata quickly took a pot of hot cocoa and a cake as he was used to.

Fang Yuan’s prediction was not wrong. A few minutes later, a young man entered the store: “Huh? Isn’t Javier’s father here? The store has been newly renovated? It’s so cool!!!”

"Welcome, dear sir!"

Fang Yuan raised his head with a smile on his face: "The products in our store are unique!"

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Chapter completed!