The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Thanks to the renowned biotechnology of Zeta, they were endowed with sweat glands comparable to humans, otherwise, they wouldn't be able to handle such high-intensity physical labor.

Under the players' command, they were divided into four teams.

One team carried sleepers, one team carried rails, one team nailed the tracks, and one team tamped the ballast. Marching across the plains, they resembled a slowly yet steadily operating machine.

The construction materials were on the train behind them, and it was also the Lizardmen who were responsible for unloading the rails and wooden sleepers, then pushing them to the construction site ahead with carts.

The railway laying speed was not fast.

Without the reinforcement of the undead, progressing three kilometers a day was already a miracle. Even if some impatient players spontaneously used magic to assist in the construction, it would probably take half a year to extend the railway to the over 200 kilometers away Glanston Castle.

However, this bustling labor scene still amazed the Campbell officials who came to inspect.

They had dealt with the Lizardmen of the Southwest Swamp for so many years and had never seen those bugs work so hard!

Truly, as the people of Dragon God Gutaf, they easily brought the seeds of civilization into the swamps where the Holy Light couldn't shine!

This power, transcending the ordinary, is simply unfathomable!

Amid the crowd's roars, a major artery running through the north and south of the Duchy was taking that slow yet determined first step.

In the spring of Aus Calendar 1054, it seemed something significant happened every day this spring.

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The Royal Railway Company's employment of Lizardmen to build the railway seemed even more astonishing to Thunder City citizens than Edward opening a company himself.

Within just a day, news spread across every street and alley of Thunder City, becoming the most talked-about topic in taverns and at dinner tables.

By the weekend, curiosity finally overwhelmed everything else.

Hundreds and thousands of Thunder City citizens didn't go to church for worship; instead, they took their families to the outskirts to watch this once-in-a-century spectacle.

People gathered on a dirt hill at a safe distance, standing under the tall windmills, pointing at the "iron road" being laid out.

"Is this the railway?" a baker scratched his head, "What can two iron sticks laid on the ground do?"

"Those iron sticks are not simple!" An adventurer, who looked like he just came out of a maze and was wearing worn leather armor, lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "I saw it with my own eyes. In the Dwarf Mine of the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range, they have such things. But they use goblins to pull carts, and sometimes slave rats."

"Nonsense!" Immediately, a well-informed merchant corrected him, "This is not the stuff those dwarfs mess around within the mines! It was clearly written in the Thunder City Daily, that this technology comes from the Gutaf United Kingdom! It's brought by the children of the Dragon God!"

Upon hearing the words "Gutaf United Kingdom" and "Dragon God," a sound of inhalation immediately arose among the crowd.

That name was much more formidable than the Dwarfs'.

However, what truly left the citizens speechless in shock was not the tracks themselves, but that fiery and enthusiastic construction team.

Indeed, the Lizardmen of the Southwest Swamp were tamed by the master Sak Jifeng from the Gana Continent!

In the eyes of Thunder City citizens, these "creatures of the swamp" had always been synonymous with danger and savagery, frequent guests on the adventurer's guild task boards.

Yet their obedient demeanor now was astonishing, with a degree of shock comparable to Twilight City citizens witnessing the angels summoned by Lord Divine Son.

Soon, some sharp-eyed citizens noticed something different.

"Look! Those Lizardmen are different!"

Following the direction pointed by his finger, people quickly noticed that mixed among the shirtless savages were a group of distinctly different Lizardmen.

They wore clothes woven from linen, though cheap and coarse, they were decent enough.

Not only that, but these guys also held blueprints and strange measuring tools in their hands, loudly directing those "wild Lizardmen" who had cloth wrapped around their waists.

"They're wearing clothes!"

"Holy Saint Sis above..."

"Wait! Listen to their accent! That accent... it's exactly like that of the chieftain's cousin from the Wind Roar Tribe, Mister Sak Jifeng!"

Rumors began to spread among the crowd.

"I get it now!" A seasoned citizen suddenly realized, "These dressed Lizardmen are the 'Dragon Descendants' that Prince Colin brought from the Gutaf Kingdom!"

This explanation was immediately accepted by everyone.

"So they are Dragon Descendants! No wonder they can command these beings!"

The Lizardmen of the Southwest Swamp all claimed to be the children of Gutaf, forgotten by the Dragon God in this filthy Old Continent at the end of the First Epoch.

With this, everything made sense.

People roughly understood that those "Dragon Descendants" were similar to their priests, functioning as spiritual totems for the Lizardmen.

The players who were directing the Lizardmen to work didn't know that while they were busy piling work, they had gained yet another title of "Dragon Descendant" over their heads.

The noisy discussions continued to spread on the hill.

A nearby farmer pushed a cart over, trying to sell their leftover pickled cucumbers and dried pumpkins from winter to these city folks.

Some farmers stood together with the citizens, curiously watching the spectacle stretching into the distance below the hill.

If the citizens felt novelty and amazement, then those farmers living in the suburbs felt a tangible sense of awe.

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