Not just the NPCs, even the players were a bit dazzled by this foreign setting's "modeling," though not as exaggerated as these NPCs.

"...Can you guys be quiet for a moment, we're here to work, not for a school trip," [Earth-eating Rich Man] sighed helplessly and said, shaking his head.

Upon hearing the boss's words, several "adventurers" finally shut up for a while, no longer shouting, but still pondering what "Spring Oil" is, and whether it's tasty.

Only a few tenant farmers have been to Thunder City, most have only been to the town near the village. Their impressions of Thunder City were mostly from adventurers, and everyone knows adventurers never hesitate to boast. Most people don't really believe the nonsense from these out-of-towners.

Now that they've seen it with their own eyes, they suddenly realize this place is even more exaggerated than those adventurers and minstrels described!

[Jade-faced Hand Tired King] looked at these shouting guys speechlessly, pressing his index finger to his forehead in frustration.

This bunch hasn't stopped chatting all the way here, and now, without the threat of demons, they're really letting loose, even more novice-like than newcomers.

Actually, Mist Town is not bad either, with two rows of street lamps, yet they weren't so shocked...

[Wolf Limp] and [Iron-blooded Fatty] were nervously watching around, afraid of attracting the guards' attention.

But fortunately, the guards couldn't be bothered with them at all, well accustomed to bumpkins emerging from the maze. Not to mention suspecting their identities, they wouldn't even spare them an extra glance, which gradually calmed the "old players" down.

After confirming no danger, [Earth-eating Rich Man] handed the only materials from the team to the adventurer's guild's office near the surface entrance. After the inventory was completed, he received a bag of shiny silver coins from the lady at the counter.

The currency used on the surface differs from the maze, mainly consisting of silver coins and copper coins. He roughly counted it, a total of 271, which can actually be exchanged for 2 gold coins!

Before arriving at Thunder City, he checked the local prices on the forum, and a piece of bread costs about 5 copper coins.

If you ate bread for three meals a day, these 271 silver coins would be enough for fifty people to eat for a long time. However, considering issues other than meals, this money seems quite tight.

"We need to quickly find jobs for these guys, otherwise, we'll have to make do in the refugee camp for now."

While [Earth-eating Rich Man] was looking around for job opportunities, a notice posted next to the adventurer bulletin board caught his attention.

[Jade-faced Hand Tired King] came over curiously.

"What's written on it?"

"It's an administrative order signed by Princess Erin Campbell," [Earth-eating Rich Man] said in a low voice, relying on the player's system translation function. "To ensure the residents' livelihoods in Thunder City, she requires factories in the non-core areas of Thunder City to provide dormitories to employees or face an additional 10% tax increase."

[Iron-blooded Fatty] asked quizzically, "What's that got to do with us?"

Before Rich Man could speak, Wolf Limp rolled his eyes at him.

"Are you stupid? This is a job opportunity! All the factories will be building dormitories!"

"Can this work?!" [Iron-blooded Fatty] blinked.

Is the game this realistic?

"Anyway, we can try our luck. At least we won't be wandering aimlessly like headless flies on the street," [Earth-eating Rich Man] glanced towards the direction of the new district.

No skills needed, just strength.

Thinking it over, only the construction site is most suitable for these guys.

...

Crossing through the citizen's living area, they arrived at the new industrial district not far from the local area. Here, the scene is completely different from inside the city; no majestic guards to keep watch, everywhere you look, you see construction sites or people working on them.

Some of them are refugees from Twilight Province, living in nearby refugee camps. Another part is local residents, living not far away. But even close to their hometowns, facing harsh survival conditions, life hasn't improved much for these people; it's just not too bad.

Yet despite this, they still hold onto hope, after all, they've found work, unlike those in the refugee camps who can't find jobs, only waiting for the royal family's aid.

[Wolf Limp] watched this scene, feeling a mix of emotions: "I didn't expect life to be so hard for people here."

[Iron-blooded Fatty] also remarked, "Yeah, compared to the wealthy in the city, it's a world of difference."

"But correspondingly, this also signifies opportunity," [Jade-faced Hand Tired King] surveyed the surroundings hopefully, his eyes sparkling with hope. "Looks like we're lucky, with so many construction sites, we can definitely find work."

He was eager to shake off these freeloaders!

The other players had no objections, given that's what they were thinking too, so they perked up and led their crew to search the streets.

Due to Erin Campbell's administrative order, this already busy industrial district showed an even more vibrant bustling scene.

Huge chimneys stand like giants, emitting billowing smoke. The roar of machines intertwine to form a noisy yet vibrant symphony. Workers carry building materials, hurriedly shuttling between construction sites without a moment of rest, just like clocks wound up tight.

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