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**
After leaving the library, it was already dark outside. Zhang Tie then went back to the place where he saw the red-skirt girl yesterday and sat there, waiting for her.
Zhang Tie was still hoping to see her over there once again; however, after waiting over 3 hours, with the exception of the chirps of insects and the refreshing wind, he didn't see anything. Finally, Zhang Tie knew that the red-skirt girl would not appear tonight. He then revealed a bitter smile as he stood up from cyan stone and shook dirt off his clothes before left.
'What about making a notice on people wanted...' a thought flashed across Zhang Tie's mind. He then remembered what 'Freo' had told him. Would I really want to wait for her baby to call me uncle?'
The moment Zhang Tie thought of that red-skirt girl having a kid who called him uncle, Zhang Tie's face and heart started to twitch irregularly. Finally, he touched that pair of embroidered shoes and gritted his teeth.