Chapter 5

Gentle sunlight poured down from the sky, illuminating the entire Xianjin Post Station.

This was a place that was more of a village than a city.

The houses were all made of wooden planks, with no sign of modern residences, let alone skyscrapers.

The streets were the same, exposing the earth directly to the air, with not a single inch of modern asphalt road.

However, at the outskirts of this city, there was an incongruous steel city wall.

Led by two samurai, Fang Li slowly walked down the street.

Around him, passersby all cast their gazes over, whispering to each other.

In such a situation, Fang Li felt as if he were a criminal being paraded through the streets, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Of course, this was inevitable. Who could blame him for his unconventional attire?

No, it should be said that, in the eyes of others, Fang Li's attire was extremely unconventional.

At this moment, Fang Li was dressed in casual clothes, the kind that wouldn't stand out too much in a crowd.

Unfortunately, in this era when the Industrial Revolution had just begun to influence the world, this attire looked very unconventional.

At the very least, almost all the passersby were wearing clothes similar to kimonos.

As a result, Fang Li, dressed in modern clothes, naturally attracted countless gazes as he walked down the street.

Consequently, being stared at by the surrounding people, Fang Li naturally felt extremely uncomfortable, wishing he could just slip away and couldn't bear it.

Fortunately, this unbearable time passed quickly.

Led by the two fierce samurai, Fang Li arrived at the steel outer wall of Xianjin Post Station.

Here, many samurai were already on guard.

However, these samurai all carried extremely peculiar weapons.

"Rifles?" Fang Li was somewhat stunned.

To this, a samurai snorted coldly, "They should be called steam rifles."

After the start of the Industrial Revolution, steam engines had become essential items of the era.

The island nation, unable to mass-produce high-quality gunpowder, not only introduced steam engines into railways but also into industrial machinery and firearms. Therefore, steam rifles were more mainstream than muskets.

The special steam engine "McLachlan Engine" developed by Britain adopted the revolutionary idea of steam compression, which could not only provide high power for large vehicles but also provide personal portable high-pressure boilers for steam weapons.

Therefore, upon closer inspection, one could see that the rifles carried by the samurai were connected to their backs by a line.

There, two cylindrical boilers were attached.

These portable boilers were called "backpack engines" and had various uses.

One of their uses was for steam rifles.

Compared to the traditional muzzle-loading muskets, magazine-fed steam rifles were far more convenient and powerful. In the current era, facing the threat of Kabane, these steam rifles were one of the psychological comforts for people.

Yes, just psychological comfort.

Although steam rifles were more powerful than gunpowder muskets, they still couldn't destroy the steel heart membrane of the Kabane.

Because of this, people without decisive means to combat the Kabane had to build fortresses and remain trapped within them.

The samurai, carrying personal portable high-pressure steam boilers and holding rifle-like steam rifles, stood guard around the area.

Especially at the gate, there were many samurai guarding, with extremely fierce expressions.

To combat the threat of the Kabane, the shogunate ruling the island nation built fortresses called "Post Stations" in various places. The only way to travel between these Post Stations was by armored trains, commonly known as —— Junsei.

Junsei was operated by the shogunate and manned by crew members who took turns on duty at each Post Station.

The Post Stations maintained their lives by exchanging their respective products in this way.

Therefore, the shogunate, which managed logistics, held great power and ruled the entire island nation.

Thus, only Junsei from other Post Stations could pass through the steel gates.

However, this also carried risks.

For example, if someone in the Junsei was bitten by a Kabane and then entered the Post Station and transformed into a Kabane, the entire Post Station would face a great threat.

Without decisive means to combat the Kabane, the people here were destined to live in constant fear, and even dark emotions could arise from their inner fears.

Clearly, the samurai responsible for guarding the gate carried such anxious and fearful emotions.

After all, if the Kabane invaded, they would be the first to become sacrifices.

In such a situation, let alone the Kabane, even a single person approaching without reason would trigger their fear, and they would be targeted by the steam rifles.

Thinking of this, Fang Li glanced at the samurai a few more times.

Seeing this, the two leading samurai thought Fang Li was scared and mocked him in succession.

"Scared already? When you see the Kabane, you'll be scared stiff, won't you?"

"Just a wanderer, do you really expect him to fight the Kabane?"

The mockery of the two samurai made Fang Li retract his gaze, feeling somewhat angry.

However, thinking about the crisis these people faced, finding a sense of superiority in weaker individuals, Fang Li's anger turned into pity.

Perhaps sensing something from Fang Li's eyes, the expressions of the two samurai became somewhat unpleasant.

"You, go up to the wall and guard it!" One samurai pointed to a spot on the steel wall, saying angrily, "That spot is empty, go guard it!"

"Now?" Fang Li raised his hands, showing they were empty, and said, "At least give me some weapons, right?"

"That's not our concern. If you want weapons, find them yourself," the other samurai snorted coldly, saying, "If the Kabane appear on the wall, you must repel them. Otherwise, you'll be the first to die."

After saying this, the two samurai left on their own, ignoring Fang Li.

Watching the two samurai gradually walk away, Fang Li felt somewhat helpless.

"Even a steam rifle isn't given?"

Without a steam rifle, how could one guard?

If the Kabane climbed the wall, could he jump down and fight them?

"So, these samurai didn't expect anything from me at all?"

That was to be expected.

Although the space would give the main god's messenger an identity, it was only the most basic one.

Otherwise, the main god's messenger might rely on their identity to overcome difficulties and gain rewards.

Therefore, the identity arranged by the main god's space would only ensure that the main god's messenger wouldn't stand out too much in this world, and wouldn't consider other issues.

Given this, as an outsider and a wanderer, Fang Li couldn't possibly gain the trust of these cowardly samurai and obtain weapons.

To complete the mission and save his life, he could only rely on himself.

The 1000 exchange points and 5 free attribute points given by the space were for such moments.

The main god's messenger could only complete the main missions in various worlds and earn rewards by making good use of the resources at hand, obtaining what they desired.

If one only relied on the assistance and protection of the characters in the story, the outcome would be clear: only death.

"If it were someone else, they would probably find this situation extremely difficult to handle."

Even with the 1000 exchange points and 5 free attribute points given by the space, dealing with the Kabane wasn't easy.

After all, to kill a Kabane, one had to pierce its heart, which was protected by a steel-like membrane, even steam rifles couldn't penetrate.

A space newcomer without any skills or high-level equipment, how could they possibly kill a Kabane?

"Unfortunately, the space doesn't seem to want people to live an ordinary life..."

After all, Fang Li had received a trump card to deal with the Kabane.

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