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 countless number of people were accessing to Emperor NvWa City. Even a small human-level gate in the west of Emperor NvWa City, where Zhang Tie stood, was almost 100 m in width.
There were totally 108 human-level gates on the wall in the west of Emperor NvWa City. Those greater than human-level gates were earth-level gates and heaven-level gates. In Zhang Tie's opinion, this human-level gate was like a highway in the world where he came from.
The 100 m wider human-level gate was divided into four lanes. Humans were walking in the central two lanes; vehicles and flying uangs were moving on the two lanes on both sides. Each lane was about 30 m in width and isolated by railings. As a result, humans and vehicles could move in their own lane without being mutually influenced.
The rustling crowd poured in this gate; at the same time, many people were pouring out.