It's all one flower.

Exhaust gas mixes in the dusty wind.

Khushchenka, the tailor of the autonomous community of Listver, stood on his cane and watched the construction in the Sheeney Green Space.

The zoning business accelerated once and for all when donations were collected from Kirkuls on the Alton Gaza continent.

The old woman was surprised by what had happened to Cravel, the capital of Nemoralis.

The reason for this was the liquor store manager at the meeting, who spoke with a high nose.

There is a communication network that says the Internet and so on.

Over the past decade or so, its communications network has been set up throughout the Kingdom for pilgrims from both rounds of countries visiting the Kingdom of Lacrimalis.

That's wireless communication, and if it's on the eastern and western edges of the island of Negna, even across the Kublum Mountains, it seems to be critical and can reach radio waves.

Not long before the start of this war, the liquor store manager allowed several countries to smuggle communications equipment from the Republic of Lanista and sell it at a high price to the district manager.

They charge a monthly royalty, but the members of the "Star Mark" in the Republic of Lanista will replace it.

The district manager used it to ask for support from the headquarters of the Order of Kirkulus.

The denominational headquarters is in the Banksian Republic of Alton Gaza, far away, but with the Internet, he says, we can contact him instantly.

Based on the funds thus collected, materials and heavy machinery were delivered via amitostigma in neutral countries.

The district manager and factory managers say that, speaking of greed, they do not want to receive supplies carried by dirty means like magic machine ships, but they cannot replace their bellies on their backs, so it is unavoidable at this time, etc.

Three freshwater plants of lake water were being added to the coastal area.

Sewage treatment plants are also under construction, avoiding existing plants. Using them as a starting point, roads were restructured.

Asphalt is laid, in turn, from the roads that have completed the burial of water pipes and stormwater pipes and sewer pipes. On both sides of the driveway, side ditches and sidewalks were maintained with concrete.

Originally there is no big thing, so there is almost no debris left to burn. Old asphalts have been removed and piled up on the north side of the Autonomous Community, along with slight debris, near the border with the city of Zerneau.

Burned land is surveyed, zoned, piles and ropes patrolled.

The reconstruction of the church was also under way on a steep pitch. The priests have residences in the estate district, who, as one, are not lacking, and are now running to adopt orphans, etc. who have occurred in the parish.

In front of the Sheeney Green Space, a bungalow apartment of reinforced concrete was built, to the east of which was a wooden mortar. The collective housing is still under construction, with a large number of burned out workers, busy working.

The owners of the property are large companies based outside the Autonomous Region, large farmers in the western Autonomous Region, and wealthy people in the estate district.

The apartment was completed with several buildings and had already been occupied.

Barack's residence was burned down, but the people who were on the factory night shift were helpful. Survival of living in the Barack Zone and working in the estate district, like the needle Amiela that Kufushenka used to hire, is also occupied.

Those who had jobs and could pay their rent without delay were allowed to move in as a matter of priority.

To its east, there is a line of makeshift houses in Prefab.

In one building, there are ten small rooms of less than ten square meters. No room has electricity or water facilities. This one is quickly completed, and the rest of life is accommodated by people who have lost everything.

The tenants of the apartment and temporary housing were provided with a thin blanket, one blanket at a time. It's a donation from the church headquarters.

For the residents of Barack Street, the makeshift home was a "big, splendid room," and the voice of surprise and anxiety was louder than the joy of wondering if I could really live in such a good room.

Until then, the majority of people lived in barack huts made of tongue plates and concrete blocks, and slept in rugs and cardboard knitted in cranberries, wrapped (coming) in ancient newspapers and borough cloths.

Tidy vacant land and neatly lined prefabricated homes and apartment groups. A slightly splendid joint housing construction site. Barack City, which was just like garbage storage, is about to be reborn into a splendid city so that it can be seen differently.

Temporary houses and apartments were provided with three separate toilets for each man and woman, and temporary toilets were also provided at the construction site. All absorbed, but the stench of the city decreased dramatically.

Trash dumps are also available one by one beside each building, with trash cans so that combustible and non-combustible materials, bottles and cans can be recovered separately.

There was still no single miscellaneous demon in the beautiful garbage dump.

There are many large tents stretched out on vacant land a little east.

Residents painted with coal and dirt were set up here as public baths to clean their bodies so as not to contaminate new dwellings.

The tent was gender-specific and district office officials boiled water in drum cans inside, distributing two new towels at a time. One is for wetting and wiping your body, and the other is for wiping away any leftover droplets.

In addition, each pair was given even new skin clothes.

Currently, the occupancy rush has calmed down, but once a week, on Sunday afternoons, the water boils.

Sanitation instruction was provided so that district office officials could patrol each door and come and wipe their bodies.

Listwar Autonomous Region...... The younger generation, especially in Barack Street, did not know what it meant and how important it was to keep their bodies clean.

The residents of Barack Street, the majority of whom did not have dresses or anything like that, did not know how to wash them.

In addition to handkerchiefs in the tent, the bureau also prepared washing plates and buckets, and instructed residents to wash clothes.

People initially showed difficulty washing their bodies and clothes with clean water purified with freshwater plants, but now they seem completely used to it.

The women were happy to follow the guidance of the bureau, and some of them took on the portion of the man who troubled the laundry and also showed up to earn money.

All those drains are flushed into side ditches and do not flow into residential areas at all.

Previously, if it was going to rain at all, the passages sewing through the gaps in the barracks would be soaked, the rain leaks would wet the floor, and the dwellings without floor coverings would be as soaked as the ground.

It was normal to blend in rainwater and also pour in the abandoned diarrhea and excrement around it, leaving it in terrible condition.

Temporary homes and apartments have glass windows with iron gratings. Light-colored curtains were also mounted and people were happy to say they were like elementary school windows.

Until just a few months ago, barracks without windows were dense and lived almost (mostly) without sunlight.

Nowadays, I can live in a bright, clean room without being plagued by gap winds, rain leaks and flooding.

It is a special reconstruction need and there are many jobs such as construction sites. Some have created new jobs, such as laundry agents.

The city overlooking the green space is as bright as it could be seen.

People who lost everything but their lives were finding hope in their new lives and recovering from their grief.

… Still, what the star markers (servants) did is never forgiven.

The physical dirt in the city has been swept away, the occurrence of miscellaneous demons has been greatly reduced, and so far there are no demons.

Previously, there were no days when we didn't look at the Miscellaneous Demon, and every night somewhere, there were demonic victims.

Food was also heavily donated, which went far enough. Still, it's a routine tea meal for the dried clothes and towels to be stolen, and not yet in terms of security.

Kufshenka turned his gaze to the coast, far east.

The factories spared the fire are all fully operational. The burned site was equipped with solar panels to power each plant. Almost exactly as the blueprints depicted by the leaders of the Autonomous Communities show.

Looking to the north, the driveway became a fire belt, and Barack Street, which spared the burnout, looked even more miserable.

Again, if the apartment is completed, etc., the inhabitants will be evicted and demolished.

The elementary school has a temporary school building in the school yard and the school building is being rebuilt. It will be completed by the end of the year.

I heard that many of the children had delayed escape and that the children, students, had decreased to less than a tenth of what they had before. More than half of the survivors are orphans.

The tailor's manager, Kufshenka, was not happy to let go, given the future of the Listver Autonomous Region.

... If Halpator sees this, I wonder what it is.

Kufshenka thought of his brother working as a congressman and looked up at the northeast sky.