Volume 2: The Rise of Black Technology Chapter 155: Sailor's Thundercliff Journey

  The sailors quickly completed all the checks, which was not a difficult task for them. After all, Aruba had already done the checks at the beginning, and all those who were infected with infectious diseases had been excluded, and this checkpoint was just a routine check.

  After resting for half a day in the hotel at the camp, their documents came down after lunch. On the square and regular sheepskin paper, there were various strange flower edges that were said to be used to prevent counterfeiting. On this document, there were their names, ages, genders, some rough descriptions of their appearance, reasons for coming to New Eireland Federation, and finally a seal of the 25th checkpoint in western New Eireland Federation was printed on it.

  All the information they filled out at this border crossing would be sent to the nearest city as their entry documents, so that if needed later it could be checked. This made people who had not entered the federation through a border crossing, even with forged documents, unable to withstand thorough checks. After some rest, these sailors who had obtained their documents set off again on their journey.

  And after arriving at a village, they got several horse-drawn carriages and loaded some disabled people who were not convenient to move and those who were particularly physically weak onto the carriages. The speed of the team increased significantly. At first, when they saw that they had to use horse-drawn carriages, these sailors felt very surprised, after all, considering Elan's rugged and uneven mountain roads, using horse-drawn carriages was not as fast as walking.

  But soon these people from the New Eland Federation realized they were wrong, the road they walked on was still very bumpy but very flat, like a uniform white surface covering the entire road. When they had gone halfway, they saw how this unusual road was made.

  On the road to Thunder Cliff, two days away, they saw a group of gnomes repairing the damaged path under the leadership of a gray dwarf. Blocks of relatively flat stone were filled into the broken pits and then covered with a strange-looking gray mud that was smoothed out with smooth wooden boards.

  On their way to Thunder Cliff, they saw numerous merchant caravans using horse-drawn vehicles, more than they had seen anywhere else. The prosperity of New Eran's commerce was unmatched anywhere. When they asked a traveling merchant why there were so many merchants on the road while resting by the roadside, the information they got could be summed up in three words: low taxes, good roads, and safety.

  To get rich, one must first build roads. This proverb is talking about a place that wants to make money quickly, the most basic condition is to upgrade the road. Leitingya has never given up on upgrading the road all along. At the beginning, it only used the nearby collected gravel and sand to flatten the road, solidify and widen some dangerous sections, and cut down some trees that grew out and blocked the road.

  As Thunder Bluff continued to develop, various materials became abundant. Each city built its own cement factory, and Thunder Bluff began using cement and stone to build roads, ensuring they were as smooth and efficient as possible. At the same time, Thunder Bluff's low business taxes and regular clearing of wild monsters from the roadside by monster armies made it an attractive place for commerce.

  This made the business in the entire New Ealan Federation exceptionally prosperous, and the allocation of materials was so fast that other city owners could only think about it in their dreams. They didn't have the thick funds like Thunder Cliff, nor did they have the technology to produce cement like Thunder Cliff, so they could only sigh at this costly project.

  The sailors soon arrived at Thunder Cliff, where two massive stones that had just been transported were placed in front of the grand city gate, with many craftsmen hanging from ropes carving them. Aruba, who led them to Thunder Cliff, had no choice but to play the role of a tour guide and explain to these old sailors who had never been to Thunder Cliff before.

  These two massive stones will be carved into the images of two sword-wielding warriors, one human and one dwarf, the two most populous races in Thunder Bluff today, complementing the tauren heads that were originally built over the gates. Although the official explanation is that the three races are living in harmony, it looks to outsiders like the other two races are guarding the tauren.

  On the outskirts of Thunder Bluff City are various large factories, which is the main working area for the city's Tauren and Dwarves. Almost every day, the tall chimneys of the factories emit rolling black smoke, and even without entering the factory, you can hear the not-so-small clanging sounds of ironwork, as well as the whistles of some newly assembled large steam engines.

  The Minotaurs who recently took over Thunderfall are planning to build a satellite city not far from Thunderfall, where they will move all the noisy and unsightly heavy industries. Although the various machines look impressive at first glance, they become annoying after a while.

  After walking a certain distance, it was the light industrial area, where there were vodka distilleries, spider silk dyeing factories and candy factories founded by the Minotaur, as well as some Sartrean or Grey Dwarf workshops. Various strange smells mixed in the air and drifted with the wind. These sailors who had been drinking for half their lives were no strangers to the smell of alcohol, this fine wine that could be smelled even if it couldn't be seen, was only produced by Thundercliff.

  Continuing along the straight main road, the next area is where the Salties and Dwarves live. The houses are mostly two-story buildings of a uniform style, with some newly built ones of different styles scattered among them. Although the Thunder Cliff's practicality is good, it doesn't look as beautiful as a square box.

  They don't like that style of Salteans or Grays, and once they've saved up enough money, they'll usually choose to rebuild. And it doesn't take long to earn the money for rebuilding a house - the wages of Thunderhead craftsmen are the highest in all Elyria. As long as you have a job in Elyria, it won't be long before you become one of the wealthy ones, which is also why many people are eager to come to Thunderhead these days.

  "This is my favorite area." Aruba led the sailors through the bustling Minotaur Boulevard, pointing to some shops that had not yet opened: "This is the entertainment district of Thunder Cliff, and these unopened ones are taverns. If you want to drink, you can only come at night, as Thunder Cliff regulations require taverns to be open only at night, and do not support take-out drinks."

  The Sart and the Grey Dwarves were both races of good wine, but due to drunkenness, things were delayed or accidents occurred, which was not uncommon in Thunder Cliff. Therefore, Mo Yan had no choice but to issue an order to rectify the situation, and the decree stipulated that ordinary people's homes could not have more than three bottles of white wine, while low-degree honey wine could not exceed one small bucket. At first, violating this decree would result in a fine of thirty silver coins, and those who did not repent after violating it three times would be expelled from Thunder Cliff.

  The news made the sailors, who would immediately run to a tavern and get drunk when they had some spare money, feel slightly disappointed. In their opinion, apart from drinking, there seemed to be nothing else to do when there was no work. How could they spend their free time? Aruba's introduction that followed solved their dilemma.

  Since it's an entertainment district, of course, there are not only taverns. Within the entire circular area of the Thunder Cliff Entertainment District, there are various entertainment facilities. The Demon Fighting Arena is open every day for gladiatorial combat viewing. There are many colorful foods that sailors have seen before. In large and small drama theaters, various plays are being performed. Recently, an opera troupe has also taken up residence in Thunder Cliff, performing popular operas from the Central Plains. In the large sports stadium within the entertainment district, a big match is held from time to time, and Thunder Cliff has entertainment options that can be found nowhere else on the continent.

  After roughly touring the Thundercliff, these sailors were temporarily arranged into an inn. All of them had already filled their futures with hope. Although they didn't know what the demons of Thundercliff wanted to do with them, this wise leader must have his own thoughts, so they just needed to follow the arrangement.

  After a month of hard work, Aruba returned home to take a bath and change into clean clothes after settling the sailors. He then went to the White House to report the results to Mo Yan, but when he opened the door to Mo Yan's office, he saw a scene that he had never thought he would see in his lifetime.

  In the Minotaur's office, the Minotaur is embracing Emily like a giant stuffed animal, kissing her. Although the Minotaur's large mouth is not open, it is pressed against Emily's lips. From Emily's arms wrapped around the Minotaur's neck, it can be seen that this kiss was initiated by the girl.

  But in Aruba's eyes, it wasn't like that at all. He ignored all these factors and the whole world was left with only Emily and the bull-headed man's lips touching space, everything else was a piece of darkness. A shell craft he had bought in the coastal city to give to Emily fell from his hand and shattered into pieces on the ground.

  The noise startled the Minotaur, who was already reeling inwardly. He hastily let go of his arms and allowed Emily to get down, looking at Aruba standing by the door with a somewhat subtle feeling. Although he could be said to have a clear conscience, and Aruba and Emily were actually siblings, he didn't know what it was... there was a kind of feeling of being caught by someone's husband while stealing a glance.

  "Brother... listen to my explanation." Emily looked at Aruba's face, which was slowly turning red, and the blood vessels gathering in his eyes, and hastily called out: "We didn't do anything... just... just kissed... just a little! And it was me..."

  "Ahhhhhhh..."