Chapter 989: Chapter 302: Two Choices for You! This Is the State Capital!

Yuchi believed it!

He asked, "Lanyu Medicine Workshop is the final destination, right? Passing by the Qi Family?"

The Courtesan nodded, taking out a map again, and began sketching it for Yuchi.

Drawing lines, she said to Yuchi, "Young master, don’t think this looks like a detour. It’s because this part of the road is under construction, so you need to take a slight detour."

Yuchi: "..."

The Courtesan: "So you just need to follow the route I provided, and you’ll reach the destination in the fastest time possible."

Yuchi: "..."

The Courtesan: "The entire journey should take an hour and fifteen minutes, passing through eighteen rest areas where you can choose to take a break."

Yuchi: "..."

The Courtesan: "By the way, if you’re in a hurry, you can take the aerial train, you know."

Yuchi: "..."

The Courtesan: "If you take the aerial train, the journey is estimated to take half an hour and fifteen minutes, passing through thirty-two stations. You get off at Xiaoming Music Workshop, costing a total of 120 pieces of silver. If you’re not in a rush to leave the State Capital, you can get a monthly pass for one tael of silver, allowing unlimited and all-time access to the trains within the State Capital."

Yuchi: "..."

The absurdity has opened its door; it feels like home. Is this what they call navigation in this world? Isn’t this way better than Yuchi’s old-fashioned methods? Are there even such means of transportation? Are the natives really this unreasonable? So, it turns out this entire drama team is full of people who know the place, except for me, who has no idea of the background?!

After the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, Yuchi left the shop and looked up at the sky silently.

Since ancient times, CT never looked up, same as him.

All the way to the State Capital, he never looked up once.

Now he looked up carefully, ten zhang above the ground, there were tracks. If you don’t pay attention, you’d miss them, but now looking closely, you can see the trains hanging under the tracks, carrying citizens across the State Capital’s sky.

Subway!

The tracks overhead, the carriages below, this is a subway, and this is a Heavenly Crafted Object from the Celestial Craft Workshop. The whole design is exactly like the subways from the previous world, with many stations and a long chain of connected carriages, capable of holding probably a thousand people at once.

It operates using a Spirit Stone Array, running silently, neither disturbing residents nor polluting—it’s an environmentalist’s delight.

"What kind of world setting is this exactly? What kind of world have I stumbled into? Does anyone have a sister who can tell me what’s going on?!"

At that moment, Yuchi finally looked at the road sign.

Guided by the signs, he silently arrived in front of a building.

Ahead was a staircase, and every twenty steps, there was a corner to prevent someone from accidentally sliding from the top to the bottom and seriously injuring themselves.

Compared to the chatting and laughing citizens nearby, old Yuchi looked like a country bumpkin, silently following the crowd, bending around a corner, arriving at the train platform next to a ticket booth.

"Young master, where to?"

"Xiaoming Music Workshop."

"A hundred and twenty silver."

"Oh."

Pay, grab the ticket, wait for the train, get on, huddle down clutching knees in a corner, eyes dark, saying nothing to the surrounding curious onlookers.

The train departed.

Heavenly Crafted Object roamed the low skies of the State Capital, stopping and starting, with various bustling traffic below.

A half-hour later, Xiaoming Music Workshop station arrived, twin sliding doors opened, Yuchi checked out, and silently left the large building.

Then...

"Yes, I was arrogant."

Yuchi patted his forehead, now burning hot: "Before coming here, I never considered the people of this world to be very smart, thinking they were just a bunch of brutes waiting for me to come and pound them, but it turns out they’re not the natives, I’m the native here. Solutions the previous world could come up with, there’s no reason they wouldn’t think of them."

"And in retrospect, a lot of the settings in this world make sense."

"I’ve seen flying shuttles before; now seeing subways, it’s also reasonable, right?"

"Right!"

"Very reasonable!"

Then, suddenly, Yuchi had a frightening thought: "The Celestial Craft Workshop is so dreadful, do they have the ’nuclear rite’?"

Nuclear presents... Yes, things like that massive foundation cannon... Just thinking about it, it probably exists. The Celestial Craft Workshop has played with arrays so much, there’s no reason that what he thought of, others wouldn’t, so Yuchi suspected this world has hot weapons.

Of course, hot weapons are a concept; in this place, they should be called ’Spiritual Particle Weapons,’ the ultimate weapon for commoners to suppress cultivators. Remember, Yi’Er was like an autonomous drone already; no reason they can’t optimize the array just a teeny bit.

"Bu Huoran."

"Yes, next time I meet Bu Huoran, I should see if I can learn more about the Celestial Craft Workshop! What I perceive of the Celestial Craft Workshop is just a sweatshop for making dolls, but they’re playing at arms dealing?"

"Possibly."

"Otherwise, could cultivators be so obedient? Otherwise, could the Celestial Craft Workshop’s Heavenly Crafted Object be the third state’s representative treasure?"

"There’s a reason for it."

Yuchi rubbed his cheek: "This time, it’s fortunate to come to the State Capital, to broaden my horizons; otherwise, I was indeed a bit arrogant, thinking the Celestial Craft Workshop was just so-so, especially since Madam Bu and I have a decent relationship, but now I see that what I knew is just the tip of the iceberg."

Just thinking about it makes my blood boil.

"I sense this world’s brutal side gradually surfacing before me."

"Thinking about it is quite exhilarating!"

With a set mindset, Yuchi took a long breath in and out, then murmured to himself: "First, solve the matters at hand; this story has only just begun."

"Bring it on."

"Baby."