Castle of Black Iron
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**
A Trade
Editor: Aleem
Seeing Zhang Tie leaving the camp, Nurdo, the cousin of O'Laura finally found a chance to talk with O'Laura in a quiet place.
O'Laura walked about 2 m ahead of Nurdo.
O'Laura's attitude towards Nurdo was always cold. Even now, she was still taking precautions against Nurdo.
"Right here. What do you want to say?" with her arms crossed, O'Laura looked around and said icily.
It was not far from the camp; additionally, O'Laura was very confident about her fighting strength as a LV 10 strong fighter. Therefore, she didn't fear that if Nurdo, a LV 9 fighter, played any tricks.
"Do you like Peter?" knowing her personalities, Nurdo put it straightforward.
"Mind your own business!" O'Laura sneered, "If you are here to talk about such a boring topic with me, I will go back right now!"
"Juventus is on my side. He has already told me everything about Peter in the tribe!" Nurdo said it with a calm look like saying something trivial.