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Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

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Chapter 116: The Tobesk Newspaper

In this city known as the Northern Pearl, perpetually shrouded in fog, numerous newspapers are published. The university district where we currently are not only gathers most of Tobesk City's higher education institutions but also a cluster of newspaper and publishing houses, so the journey here is actually not long.

The Roder Card given by Professor Manning had not been sold yet; thus, although Shard had found the detective's wallet, his options were still quite limited.

Subscribing to national newspapers like the "Tobesk City Morning Post," "Terael River Gazette," and "Kingdom Morning Post," like Detective Sparrow does, was certainly out of question for him.

Nevertheless, he took his business card to the newspaper offices to inquire and was frightened by the quote given by the accountant, which completely discouraged him.

"These are all nationally best-selling newspapers, and my business is only limited to Tobesk, so there's no need to advertise in such places."