Half a month was enough time for a community's spirit to be completely transformed.
Such was the case for Newly Town.
The sprawling wasteland to the west had vanished, replaced by vast tracts of meticulously tilled gray soil, with straight furrows stretching as far as the eye could see.
The foundations for the new residential area had been tamped down. Rows of trenches were dug, and within them, the seedlings of Stone Skin Soft Vines were poised to sprout.
Across the entire territory, from the old townsfolk to the contract workers, everyone wore expressions of exhausted exhilaration.
They walked fast, worked fast, and even ate fast.
It was as if a giant, invisible hand was pushing everyone forward.
On this day, Newly Town witnessed a moment that would go down in history.
The first contract worker to exchange his points for a Newly Town Citizenship Certificate had emerged.
Velin personally held a ceremony for him in the square.
