Emerald Town.
Under the scorching sun.
The ruins to the west had been cleared, and at this moment, a group of people were diligently working on construction.
The recruited men were covered in dust, shouting as they carried and transported stone blocks together, while the women cooked a large pot of vegetable mushroom soup on the side.
Polaris wiped the sweat from his forehead, finding his hands caked in black dirt.
He sighed quietly.
"This won't do. Just being treated as low-level laborers doing simple and repetitive physical work..."
Su Keying walked over, handing him a bowl of vegetable soup.
Polaris thanked her and felt a bit more spirited after taking a sip of the soup.
After completing their tasks on the rural farm and earning a few dozen Copper Kros, they had rushed to Emerald Town. As the farmer had mentioned, the Red Apple Church was indeed rebuilding their church, so they promptly signed up to participate.
