Struggle in the Steam Age

The most pleasant season in Eagle Fort is summer. As the largest port city in the White Eagle Federation, the sea has adjusted the city's temperature very well, making the temperature here very suitable for human survival.

Because it has rained for many consecutive days and then the sky is sunny, and the fresh sea breeze is blowing the city during the day. The city, which is usually shrouded in black smoke from the chimneys of the factories in the urban area, suddenly became much cleaner. Therefore, many people took advantage of this opportunity to go out on foot or in a carriage, and the streets became noisy because of this.

However, this kind of noise was only limited to a few bustling roads in the urban area, and after a slight turn away from the main roads in the city center, everything returned to silence. Only occasionally one or two workers in crumpled woolen coats of dark colors and fedora hats with irregular brims hurried past on the path.

Beneath the streets of these urban areas is a very fashionable new underground drainage system recently introduced from the Old World to the New World. Each main pipe is made of red brick hoops, allowing an adult to walk upright in it. And Liang En is now lying motionless in such a sewer.

Smelling the sticky smell at the tip of his nose, feeling the cold sewage soaking half of his body. As Liang En, who had only received all the memories of the original owner of this body ten minutes ago, he had to accept the fact that he had inexplicably time-traveled just after sleeping.

Hiss—the attack was really ruthless. Liang En felt the needle-like pain coming from the back of his head and scolded in his heart. Fortunately, it might be because his body had regained his soul, and he could feel that he was against this Control of the physical body is slowly returning.

A few minutes later, Liang En got up with all his strength. After that, he straightened up and leaned against the wall of the sewer, panting fiercely, and this action alone almost exhausted all his strength.

Why are you so weak? Don't get sick! Liang En was secretly worried in his heart. Now that I can save my life and come back, it is indeed the rest of my life, but it would be really miserable to have any sequelae because of this. In particular, he found from Lawrence's memory that the development of the medical level in the era he lived in was not optimistic.

This is a world similar to the one after the outbreak of the first industrial revolution, except that unlike his hometown, supernatural forces really exist in this world. It is a world where magic and trains, dragons and difference machines coexist.

Half a century ago, the flames burning in the steam engine boilers ignited the dawn of the industrial age, but supernatural forces still exist around people as they have for a dozen centuries before.

Magicians who pursue all kinds of new knowledge, druids who try to maintain the balance between industrial development and nature, demon hunters who use enchanted bullets and alchemy potions to eliminate evil, and even those goblins and kobolds who are still wandering in the wild show that The extraordinary that has dominated this world has not disappeared with the rise of industry.

However, although there are extraordinary powers in this world that can make people live and die without bones, only a few people can enjoy such healing methods. And once most people get sick, the only thing they can have is the kind of medical service provided by some professionally trained healers, whether they can be cured or not. That's why he was so worried.

Fortunately, after breathing for a while, he found that his physical strength was slowly recovering, so he simply leaned against the dirty wall and used this time to sort out the memories he had just received.

From this memory, Liang En learned that his body name was Lawrence August, the adopted son of a priest of the Church of Knowledge in a small town in the west of the White Eagle Federation with only more than 1,200 people.

In such a great era, as the adopted son of the clergy, Lawrence is lucky. Although his adoptive father is not very good at expressing himself, he spends most of his time on official duties or conducting various weird experiments. But at least education provides him with benefits that most people in this era cannot enjoy.

Therefore, four years ago, Lawrence was admitted to one of the best universities in the White Eagle Federation: the Far Harbor Comprehensive University in Eagle Fort, relying on the letter of introduction from his adoptive father from the priest of the diocese and his excellent grades.

After four years of study, Lawrence finally got a degree of Bachelor of Medicine with honors. He had planned to buy something interesting and mail it back as a gift. As a result, when I was choosing souvenirs for my adoptive father and my friends, I accidentally found an oriental-style bronze mirror in a second-hand store that was very eye-catching.

After arguing with each other, Lawrence bought the mirror at a relatively good price and planned to give it to his childhood friend who was studying in a girls' school in the Old World, but what he didn't expect was that this would bring him misfortune:

It may be because the bulging purse that was taken out when paying the money attracted snoopers. As a result, he was hit on the back of the head on the way back to the rented room after shopping. When he opened his eyes again, his body was full of blood. Liang En is a dove occupying a magpie's nest.

Recalling this, Liang En felt that part of his body had recovered. So he tried to stand up while holding onto the sticky wall. After standing still, he leaned against the wall and followed the light to the bottom of a manhole cover a few meters away. Then, panting step by step, he slowly climbed up the iron ladder for maintenance to the ground.

Thank you for stealing the manhole cover, otherwise I might not be in a good state. Liang En muttered after crawling out of the sewer, and then he stepped on the gravel road full of mud and followed his memory towards the rented house. house.

As a clergyman serving the God of Knowledge, Lawrence's adoptive father spent most of his stipend on experiments and subsidizing the schools attached to the church, so that Lawrence's college career in recent years has been entirely dependent on scholarships and odd jobs I carried the money I earned.

Therefore, when the school did not provide students with dormitories, he could only find a place in the attic of a tavern near the workers' district. Compared with the rooms rented by ordinary college students, the only advantage of this place is that the rent is cheap.

But in contrast, all the public services in the vicinity are very bad. For example, security depends on the voluntary maintenance of the surrounding residents, and various cases emerge in endlessly. Things like Lawrence's valuables being swept away after being attacked during the day also happen from time to time.

Fortunately, the robbery happened during the day, so he only lost his own property and the takeaway was thrown into the sewer. If it's at night, he might really start with a pair of underwear, and his equipment depends on bursting.

After staggering for ten minutes, Liang En pushed open the door of the tavern that Lawrence remembered renting, and walked into the tavern with the jingling of the bell on the door.

Because it was working hours, the workers who were the main consumption did not appear here, and the tavern seemed empty. Only the plump owner, Aunt Susan, stood behind the wooden bar and wiped the shelves with a rag.

Oh, Goddess of Fortune. After hearing the sound of the door, Aunt Susan turned her head, only to see Lawrence who was filthy like a drowned rat. Lawrence, did you fall into the sewer?

It's worse than that, Aunt Susan. I was robbed and thrown into the sewer, and I managed to climb up from the bottom. Liang En imitated Lawrence's usual tone and said, Can you give Shall I provide some hot water? I think I might need a good shower.