Woo......

The whistle sounded, the iron-black steam train started slowly, the rotating train wheels rubbed against the rails with a loud sound, and the speed of the huge steel creature on the rails changed from slow to fast, gradually getting smaller and smaller in the eyes of the watchers, and finally disappeared into black dots.

On a tall pavilion in the distance outside the train platform, the blonde man sitting by the window withdrew his gaze and lightly tapped the monocle on his right eye with one hand

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