March 1st.
It had been almost half a month since Annan left Naifertali.
However, during this half month, they weren't exactly out of touch.
After all, Niusel's daily job was to patrol the city—or rather, to wander around aimlessly. The Underground City was more chaotic than the cities above ground, but that was due to the sheer number of transient residents.
The Sporogenesis Mill itself was more geared towards retirement-like living. It didn't even have a specialty product, and only a few unfamiliar faces would appear in a month. Everyone was neighbors, familiar with each other, so nothing unexpected happened.
Usually, Niusel's tasks involved helping old ladies repair high-tech wheelchairs, retrieving balls for children from trees, or when someone forgot their keys, finding Niusel to use his Digger's high-privilege key to unlock their doors. The heaviest workload might be the two-hour commute to and from work.
