At Rongguang City Station, he handed the ticket to the ticket inspector.

Thousands of tickets are checked every day. For the ticket inspectors who lack interest in their work, they mechanically take the ticket stubs and punch holes with ticket pliers.

He saw that plain ticket stub as a miniature plain, with a few white clouds of steam drifting across the sky.

He had heard the legend that this ticket represented Pacitri, the guardian of the Northern New Zealand Railway.

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