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It was the fourth year of the Shaoping era in the Great Ming calendar, the Victorian age of Rome. The Qing Dynasty did not exist, Napoleon did not exist, and neither did the British Empire upon which the sun never set.
Great Ming and Rome, two ancient empires, had united in the distant past to rule the world with an unstoppable force. For the common people, this was an era of peace and prosperity, a time of “joy and plenty.” For the state, it was a realm without war, where all directions were united in harmony.
In the Old World, the two powers were separated by a great wall that spanned the continent, serving as a firm boundary. But in the New World, the dividing line was far less clear.
Between the San Francisco Bay Area of Great Ming and the Great Lakes region of Rome lay a vast neutral zone, often called the “Great Plains.” This land was a harsh agricultural wasteland, dotted with deserts and marshes, where rains were sporadic and ill-timed, and droughts unpredictable. Cold waves sweeping across the continent were frequent.
In the pre-industrial era, this agricultural nightmare had been largely ignored, only recently giving rise to a special large settlement known as Las Vegas.
San Francisco Guard and San Francisco itself constituted the easternmost metropolis of the Ming Empire.
This land, bathed earliest in sunlight, was called Yangzhou—known to the Romans as America.
A crimson bridge arched over the deep blue harbor. The Maya, Mexica, and Tawantinsuyu nations here paid homage to the ever-illuminated “Dragon G