Isaac

“Looks like we're almost done here. ”

Isaac stands on the roof of a building overlooking the Meta District and mutters. The meta district is swarming with ants.

Newport City's largest and cheapest resource is its workforce. With enough food to eat a full day, there were a lot of people to work with.

“This is a complete waste of money. ”

Codnell sighed deeply and said.

“Thanks to you, it ended quickly. ”

Isaac did not hire the citizens to clean up the debris, but chose to weigh the debris he brought and pay the standard amount or exchange it for food. The way we used to do it in junk.

Of course, most of the citizens flocked to the Meta District and tore the city apart like a swarm of ants, because all men and women can get as much reward as they work.

The barricades that encircled the Meta Zone, as well as the time it took for building debris to disappear, took only a month.

Codnell grumbles at Isaac with a face full of fatigue.

“I've come from Fort City again. ”

“You want your money back? ”

“Yes.”

Gambling is either win or lose. The Three Rooms of Fort City put almost all their fortune on the victory and defeat of the Territory. But when the central government ruled it a draw, Isaac swallowed up the money.

Of course, the Three Cities sued for the return of Port City, but the Central Justice Agency also said the draw was a result, raising the hand of Newport City.

There was no draw item in the first place, so the Legal Department had a bill to invalidate the gambling itself, and no one was crazy enough to brake the execution of the mission in Newport City, which the emperor expressed interest in and directly proclaimed, and he actively supported Newport City because he was guilty.