Harold Vassa, who was sleeping, got up from his train table, awakened by the sunlight that was slanting in through the train window.

He looked up in a daze, looked at the sunset outside the window, and yawned widely.

Mr. Harold Vasa saw himself as he was by the reflection in the glass of the train window.

He now has medium-long hair, a well-trimmed mustache on his lips, an angular face, and a manly appearance in the sunset.

Harold Vasa has lived in the eastern part of Eurasia for quite some time, and his robot-like Mandarin is now tinged with a bit of Lingnan-flavored vernacular.

However, Harold Vasa is still homeless, and now he is riding a train across the Channel to the island across the ocean.

At this time, a gentle female voice came from the loudspeaker on the train: "Welcome to this express train from Suncheondu to Edofu." In half an hour, the train will arrive at Sasebo Station, so please take your luggage and belongings and have a pleasant trip. ”

The female voice speaks first Chinese, then Greek, German, English, and the vernacular of the Far Eastern Islands.

Harold Vasa basically understands these languages, but he really has no interest in finding fault with the announcer's spoken language.

Harold Vasa propped his chin up with his right hand and looked boredly at the ocean view outside the train window.

The express train is extremely fast and runs unobstructed.

After skirting the two peninsulas, one large and one small, the coast is followed by a stop at the port of Pusan, south of the second peninsula.

After that, from the port of Busan, it crossed the strait dam that blocked the entire Tsushima Strait and drove directly to the Far Eastern Islands on the other side of the strait.

From the first station to the first station, Harold has now arrived at the port of Sasebo across the Strait by ten hours by express train.

Harold Vasa was bored at this time, he looked out the window at the ocean yachts and all kinds of flying machines, and began to calculate how many "Airbuses" he had seen hovering in the air and slowly enjoying the sea view since he woke up.

But Harold Vasa soon got tired of it, and he thought about the ocean dam that the train was crossing, which was indeed the largest project ever built by man.

Although several ocean dams of the same function have been built in several straits in the Mediterranean, the Mediterranean dams built by the Greeks together are not as long as the newer ones.

The people of the East started construction in the southern part of the peninsula and spent countless manpower and material resources to build a dam across such a length of strait, and such a megaproject also brought rich rewards to the builders.

The power generation of this ocean dam can solve the industrial electricity consumption of the entire East Asia Rim Heavy Industry (including the archipelago and the black soil plain), and at the same time solve nearly one-fifth of the residential electricity consumption, which can be said to greatly enrich the energy.

Secondly, the super train was used to completely connect the mainland and the archipelago, so that the Federation of the Orientals was more stable.

Again, such a marine dam is a complete manifestation of the strength of the country, and shows that the Orientals are completely worthy of the determination of the Greeks.

Harold Vasa lit up the small screen in front of him, and immediately projected a projection from the screen the size of a fingernail.

This is the ordering system that comes with the train.

Harold Vasa chose and chosen, and finally picked a barbecued pork rice, which he hadn't eaten for a while, and today he took the car on a whim and ordered this barbecued pork rice. Old Friends Book House

Harold Vaasa, after entering the necessary information, verified his fingerprint on a small screen and paid directly.

Less than five minutes after coming, a waiter came with his meal.

"Mr. Yang Nian? It's the pork barbecued pork rice you ordered. The slender waitress in professional attire was blonde and blue-eyed, and she looked like she was from Central Asia.

The waitress was more like a resident of the Roman Empire than Harold, who was a half-race man with only gray eyes.

Harold nodded, but stared at the waiter's blonde hair a few more times, and the waitress was a little shy, and she explained, "Sir, I'm from the western border. The west and east sides of the Federation look very different. ”

"Well, I know, it's just a rare occurrence that a girl would want to cross the country to work here."

"Haha, sir, laughing, isn't it a job there? Let's try pork barbecued pork rice, which is not to the taste of Mr. ”

Harold nodded, and he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat barbecued pork rice.

"Sir, please have a good meal, if there is anything you can call me." The waitress nodded and smiled.

"Well, thank you. I will give you a good review of the service attitude. Harold nodded at the attendant.

"Thank you so much for this Mr. Yang Nian. I won't disturb your meal. ”

The female attendant politely withdrew.

Harold Vasa eats the barbecued pork rice slowly, as a gourmand with a cat tongue, he is really picky about his tastes, and he can't help but give his own score on the taste and texture, which is really frustrating.

Twenty minutes later, Harold finished his dinner slowly, and the express train arrived at Sasebo Station, where Harold Vasa picked up his suitcase, picked up his phone, and stepped off the train.

Passing through the bustling and noisy station, Harold Vasa walked through the crowd and out of the station, which is still very close to the Tsushima Strait Bridge, or the Ocean Dam, which is basically the location under the bridge.

After his fill, Haro swayed around the station with his suitcase, and now that the sun had not set, he didn't want to find a hotel too early.

So I looked for a place to spend time near the bridge, and it would be best if there was a teahouse or tavern.

Soon, Harold Vasa discovered the teahouse and tavern, but as far as the eye could see, it was overcrowded, and Harold Vassa, who hated the crowds, gave up competing for places with others and sought other places to spend his pastime.

The sharp-eyed Harold Vasa looked around for a while, and finally he saw a small comic shop nearby, which was open.

Haro ran over with a suitcase and pushed open the glass door of the comic shop, the bell on the door made a sound, but the old man, who was the owner of the comic shop, was asleep on the table, and the flower cat next to him only raised his eyes to look at the customers who came in, and did not make any other movements.

Harold didn't bother to disturb people's dreams right now, and he browsed the small shelves of the comic shop for various comic book titles.

Tomie ..... The name is kind of interesting. Harold Vasa reached for the thick comics.

"That's a hunting comic, be careful." An energetic female voice reminded beside her.

Harold turned his head to see a cute girl with glasses and a picture clip on her back pointing to the comic book and smiling at herself.