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Announcement! Discord! Synopsis! Author's Note!

Hey everyone, I have picked up the Mandarin novel titled [Steel, Guns, and the Industrial Party in Another World/鋼鐵，槍炮與穿越異界的工業黨] by [Xiao Musheng/晓木生]. I will publish daily releases on 27 November 2023. Thank you! ✌ ------ For announcements or to report mistakes, please join my Discord: https://discord.gg/2sZy2YcYSB ------ Magical beasts trample, dragons roar, wizards curse, and the dazzling light of magic illuminates the beacon of knowledge! Emperor Gabella: The Imperial Legion is invincible on land. Orc Chieftain: Each of our tribal warriors is worth ten of any other. Elven King of the Emerald Realm: Our forest rangers never miss their mark. President of the Horn Bay Alliance: The Alliance fleet reigns supreme over the seas. A Mysterious Organization: The prophesied era will eventually arrive. Paul Glayman: I'm not singling anyone out, but everyone here is trash. Embark on a journey with firearms and cannons, crushing the low-magic planes... (This story is similar to 'Release...
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Chapter 2: Beginning of a Life in Another World

 Chapter 2: Beginning of a Life in Another World TL: Etude Paul Glayman yawned and stretched. "Young Master Paul, forgive my frankness, but your actions just now hardly befit the heir of your esteemed family," Butler Philip pointed out his 'misconduct' once again. "Here we go again." Paul muttered internally, straightening up. Since waking up that morning, whether dressing, washing, or eating, the butler had been meticulously critical of his actions. And, to his chagrin, he discovered that 'toothbrushes and toothpaste' were twigs and salt, and 'soap' was made from pig pancreas – all natural. Father Anderson had just visited again to confirm his health was no longer in jeopardy. Upon waking up, Paul's mind was filled with fragmented memories of this body's past life. Apparently, he was the son of a count, and his previous behavior wasn't much different from the unruly and spoiled scions he knew from his previous life. Luckily, his ...
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Chapter 1: A Clichéd Transmigration Plot

 Chapter 1: A Clichéd Transmigration Plot TL: Etude The harsh cold wind swirled in the pitch-black night sky. It was deep into the night, yet the main bedroom in the castle of the Lord of Lakeheart Town was still brightly lit. On the large bed in the bedroom lay a chubby, black-haired boy, about in his teens, currently unconscious. Not far from the bed, the castle's butler, Philip, was anxiously pacing. He alternated his gaze between the young boy on the bed and the priest who was busily attending to him. Finally, the priest ceased his actions. Unable to contain his anxiety, Philip immediately asked, "Father Anderson, how is the young master?" Father Anderson turned around, a look of regret on his face. "Butler Philip, unfortunately, the herbs previously applied and the holy water I just administered seem to have had no effect on Young Master Paul. I have only one more method left to try, if you agree to it." "What method is that?" "Bloodletting t...
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Prologue

 Prologue TL: Etude The flickering candlelight emitted a faint glow, casting a hunched shadow against the pristine white wall. This room, situated in the Scholar's Tower in the capital of the Gabella Empire, was occupied by an old man with completely white hair and beard. He was deeply engrossed in a pile of books and scrolls, meticulously flipping through each page, seemingly in search of some information. Outside, the bell tower's chimes resonated, an ancient and melodious sound echoing over the city, announcing the arrival of midnight. However, the old man appeared oblivious to the sound, continuing his diligent study. Quietly, the door of the room opened, and a young man holding a candlestick entered. He spoke softly, "Teacher, it's midnight. You really should rest now." "What, is it that time already?" Only then did the old man close the hefty tome in his hands, pulling out a handkerchief to rub his sore eyes. "Yes, it's time to sleep well....
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