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Mortal Arrival
Xianxia凡人降临
Dacheng Xiaojiang
He is a nerd, and he is ignored by everyone. His ordinary and simple life suddenly encountered an accident and accidentally entered the land of immortality. In this world of classical immortals, is he, a mortal, expected to start another new life and firmly control his own destiny?
He is a nerd, and he is ignored by everyone. His ordinary and simple life suddenly encountered an accident and accidentally entered the land of immortality. In this world of classical immortals, is he, a mortal, expected to start another new life and firmly control his own destiny?

星火游侠:蒸汽时代的传说
Dacheng Xiaojiang
The huge whistle of the oncoming train roared, and the air was filled with the smell of flintlock and revolver gunpowder. You can find gentlemen in suits and ties here. You can also see heavily armed bounty hunters with fleshy faces. You can hear the whispered prayers of the goddess's devotees. You can also see people praising the Lord of Holy Light loudly. The greed behind the clown's mask flashes through, and the nightmare wanders freely through the midnight nightmare. Crime and poverty in the slums spread quietly with darkness. But the balls held by the nobles were brightly lit and magnificent. The moving steam castle, the city in the sky floating in the clouds, the platinum city of dreams and dreams, the lost Atlantis... The civilization of steam and machines emerged, but the mystery and transcendence never disappeared. This was the best of times, this was also the worst of times. Come on, friend, drink this glass of lemon and ice potion, and come with me to witness this era of steam and transcendence.
The huge whistle of the oncoming train roared, and the air was filled with the smell of flintlock and revolver gunpowder. You can find gentlemen in suits and ties here. You can also see heavily armed bounty hunters with fleshy faces. You can hear the whispered prayers of the goddess's devotees. You can also see people praising the Lord of Holy Light loudly. The greed behind the clown's mask flashes through, and the nightmare wanders freely through the midnight nightmare. Crime and poverty in the slums spread quietly with darkness. But the balls held by the nobles were brightly lit and magnificent. The moving steam castle, the city in the sky floating in the clouds, the platinum city of dreams and dreams, the lost Atlantis... The civilization of steam and machines emerged, but the mystery and transcendence never disappeared. This was the best of times, this was also the worst of times. Come on, friend, drink this glass of lemon and ice potion, and come with me to witness this era of steam and transcendence.