After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten. In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive. A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger. The thrilling legends of mysterious clans, secrets of Oriental fantasies, numerous treasures and legacies in the underground world — All in the Castle of Black Iron! Written by Drunk Tiger, this novel is a prime example of fantasy steampunk. Let us journey through the world of limitless possibilities and inventions together! ------ **Warning: This novel contains mature content**
It was raining heavily with thunders every once a while. The bean-sized raindrops hit the top of the carriage, causing rustles.
Two sealed glazed lamps were hanging at the two corners of the carriage in front of them, making the road clear. Being driven by that tough man, two flying urans were galloping in the rain happily. Looking outside through the window, Zhang Tie saw trees and towering mountains flashing backward.
Previously, Zhang Tie wanted to sit outside the carriage with the driver; however, he found that only one person was available outside there while a canopy above the head of the driver could shelter wind and rain. Even so, wind and raindrops could still hit the driver. Therefore, the tough man had already put on a waterproof raincoat. At the invitation of the maid in white, Zhang Tie was not affected. After wringing out his wet clothes, he got on the vehicle.