The world of Zandria was just going through the industrial revolution, with the skies filled with smoke from factories and the road with motor carriages being run on the street.
Ning and Tim walked off the deck, and Ning looked around the place known as the Cape of Tremala.
"This is the dockside. It's a mix of residential and commercial buildings, with most of the families living here belonging to the sailors. The fish business of the dockside is quite known about throughout the rest of the country."
People wearing rough coats and hats brushed past Ning, nobody caring that they hit him at all. They were all lost in their own world.
The streets were filled with not just motor carriages but also horse-pulled carriages as well. Tall metal posts stood on either side of the road, with light bulbs in them that weren't lit up at the moment as it was daytime.
