Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Following Li Yuanzhao's instructions, Fang Zheng placed the fire striker he had picked up next to the coal stove.

After several attempts, he successfully ignited the tinder and dropped it into the stove. Before long, the tiny flame began to grow.

Li Yuanzhao calmed himself, carefully checking the various controls of the train, while mentally rehearsing the procedures.

Before long, thick smoke began to billow from the train's smokestack.

When a slight vibration began to transmit from the train body to his feet, Fang Zheng's coal-shoveling became even more energetic.

Ignoring the rising dust and the black smoke spilling from the coaling port,

shovel after shovel, his expression solemn, he poured coal into the furnace as if his strength were inexhaustible.

At the end of the endless tracks, the multi-ton steel behemoth slowly moved out of the station.

The rows of wheels under the train began to spin wildly, and the entire machine roared to life.

Seeing that Fang Zheng showed no sign of stopping, Li Yuanzhao hurriedly yelled at him, "Old Fang, enough, enough! No more for now!"

The smoke had made Fang Zheng's eyes sting, and his fair face was now smudged with black. Only when he heard Li Yuanzhao's voice did he stop.

When he stood up, he realized that the train... was already on the tracks.

A burst of joy and exclamation came from the carriages behind him.

Fang Zheng took a few breaths, straightened his back, and looked out the window.

Seeing the scenery rushing past, his heart couldn't help but pound...

Success! Had they succeeded on their first run?

"Old Fang, let's go outside. It's too stuffy in here," Li Yuanzhao said, opening the door of the cab next to him.

Outside the cab was a small platform for people to stand on, with a protective railing on the outside.

Fang Zheng said nothing, quickly walked out the door, and went to the small platform, grabbing the railing and craning his neck to look around.

Li Yuanzhao followed closely behind him, standing beside him, constantly swallowing.

The vibration of the train, the sound of the wheels underfoot, all intensely stimulated Fang Zheng's nerves.

As the strong wind blew, it ruffled the long hair at his temples, and his hands gripping the railing were clenched white.

The two stood side by side in silence.

After a long time, Li Yuanzhao's trembling voice sounded, "Five minutes! Stable operation, no problems! We succeeded... Old Fang, we should have succeeded!"

Success...

Fang Zheng's expression was stiff, his lips pressed tightly together, his eyes fixed on the front.

Whether it was excitement in his heart or the strong wind blowing, his eyes were already filled with tears.

An unprecedented, clear, and powerful feeling of changing the world was impacting his mind.

This feeling was something that no great figure in history had ever possessed. This was his exclusive 'privilege'.

Watt, Newton, Einstein, and other geniuses in history had all profoundly changed the world with their technologies and theories.

Could they realize that they had changed the world? Of course, they could!

But no one had ever had Fang Zheng's, a transmigrator's, clear insight into the future, and felt it so deeply.

Success! This epoch-making product was officially born under his leadership!

Two completely different eras were firmly connected by the railway!

This world had already stepped onto the fast track of development, and the industrial age could be foreseen in the next few decades.

Then capital would exert its strength, materials would explode, and the world would develop exponentially!

Countless poor people would benefit from this, and countless weak people would survive because of it.

And such a great cause was realized in my, Fang Zheng's, hands?

Thinking like this, his chest was filled with excitement, his heart surging, and at the same time, it was full of complex emotions.

Looking back on the journey, transmigration brought him not joy, but endless pain.

The longing for his hometown, the harsh environment, the heavy responsibilities on his shoulders, and the fierce clash of values.

Everything brought him countless sleepless nights of torment.

How many times had he imagined in his mind, abandoning those people who begged him bitterly, abandoning this heartbreaking world, and dying again.

But in the end, facing those numb eyes, more painful than his, he finally chose transcendence.

Tearing off his own modern man's pitiful decency, gritting his teeth and persevering, rushing forward without regard for his own safety, he led a group of refugees to carve out a bloody path.

Finally, he created Taoyuan County with his body covered in wounds.

At this point, he thought he could live a peaceful life in Taoyuan, but he did not expect Emperor Jing to pull him back to reality again.

He couldn't refuse. In the final analysis, he couldn't forget his identity.

A soul that transcended time and space was constantly observing, overlooking this world, and at the same time, feeling empathy.

Outside Taoyuan was still full of pain and poverty... He had the ability but did not dare to rush out to change it.

Emperor Jing gave him a reason, and he resolutely decided to set off.

Now he had done it, profoundly changing this world.

Fang Zheng faced the wind and light, his expression gradually softening, revealing a look of nostalgia.

He remembered that in his previous life, he was just a mediocre little person.

When he was in his teens, he was full of fantasies about the world, full of passion, self-righteous, and despised everything, always thinking about changing the world.

In college, the passion was still there, but there was a lot more anxiety and confusion. He always hoped that someone would give him guidance. But he was still on the road to pursuing success.

On the one hand, he was jealous of successful people, on the other hand, he lamented that he was born at the wrong time.

After working, the sharpness was gone, leaving only a life of苟且偷生....

But he didn't expect that in another world, he would achieve himself and complete a great cause that could span eras!

He was worthy of pride. He adhered to his own values and did not forget why he started in the first place because he had gone too far.

It's just a pity....

"Old Fang! We succeeded! We really succeeded! Everything is normal now, there are no problems, and there will definitely be no problems later!"

Li Yuanzhao was still concentrating on timing, his eyes full of excitement and tears.

He understood the value of the train better than anyone else, after all, he participated in creating it.

He did not have grand ideals or a historical perspective, but only pure love.

And... the young man's desire for infinite possibilities.

He had imagined the scene of the train speeding countless times in his dreams, and now his dream had finally come true.

And when he wanted to step forward and couldn't help but want to hug Fang Zheng, his movements froze.

"Old Fang, you..."

Fang Zheng slowly turned his head, his handsome face was covered with tears, and the coal ash on his face had plowed out several ravines.

"If my parents could see my achievements today, they would be very happy."

Li Yuanzhao was shocked!

"Yes, they will..." Big tears dripped from Li Yuanzhao's eyes. He wanted to hug Fang Zheng in the end, but only held his hand.

The two were speechless.

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