Starting as a Dockyard Brute, I Bulldoze Mist City

Victorian era. Steam roars, smog drifts thickly through the air, extraordinary species lurk all around, and church, nobles, and plutocrats stand in a three-way stalemate while cults spread.

Gas lamps, steam trains, smog, guns and cannons, potions, extraordinary relics...

Xilun struggles to survive as a porter. With the Crimson Aid, he discovers that as long as he practices a skill, he can improve it, with constant feedback and permanent solidification.

From [Basic Marksmanship (Beginner)], he grinds his way to [Extraordinary Eagle Eye, within a hundred paces, no fired projectile can be dodged].

From [Iron Wall Breathing Method (Beginner)], he grinds his way to [Endless stamina, iron wall and copper skin, invulnerable to blades and swords].

From [Deep Sea Giant Whale Guidance Method (Beginner)], he grinds his way to [Giant Whale Divine Strength, force through rivers and seas, breath like a tidal wave].

When the main cannon of an "Dreadnought-class" ironclad is aimed at his chest, and the mechanical legion floods the streets, Xilun calmly clenches his fist.

"So-called industrial civilization is nothing but a pile of fragile scrap before the ultimate flesh and blood."

"This body of strength I have was obtained through years of hard cultivation."

"Crimson, add points!"

Boom—!

Where his fist passes, steel shatters.

The curtain falls on Victoria, and he pushes open the doors of Buckingham Palace.

Facing the Queen of Victoria, seated upon the golden throne and known as the sun never sets, Xilun calmly says:

"Your Majesty, the age of steam is over."

"Now, please abdicate."