There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 500, A Busy Day in the City of Hope.

Xiao Yang was still pondering the matter of setting up a small-scale multiverse trading zone.

Small-scale transactions have already begun.

Hope City naturally joined this massive procurement effort as well.

Today, Xiao Yang received the procurement list from Hope City.

Surprisingly, the biggest expense came from "candy"?
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The City of Hope, with its ever-expanding dimensional gate, is once again seeing another batch of supplies arrive and depart.

Even though the industrial zone has been expanded time and again, it still cannot meet the demand in terms of production capacity. In order to alleviate concerns about productivity.

The division of labor in the industry began.

Magic Energy Industry also follows the principle of extraordinary enrichment.

To put it simply...

"The richer the environmental magic energy, the simpler it is to apply and promote magic energy technology."

The Decay biome is currently the place with the highest concentration of mana.

"A land of decay."

These magical workshops, built in the world of the Lost, are products of the first wave of magical industrialization.

"Completion means obsolescence."

But it's not a big problem. Even if it's outdated, it can still handle some simple initial processing.

Countless quantities of ore were mined from the earth and then transported to various worlds of the homeless.

"Purchase ore and carry out preliminary smelting of it."

"Producing metal ingots."

"Buy it back to Hope City, then sell more ore."

Workshops with more favorable conditions and more advanced technology.

"Process metal ingots into semi-finished prefabricated parts."

再。

"Buy it for Hope City, then sell more ore."

"Buy ore, process it, sell your processed products, collect funds, and buy more ore."

This cycle repeats, and a simple loop is built.

Today was just an ordinary day.

As the massive dimensional gate began to ripple slightly, a convoy appeared, consisting of engineering vehicles carrying old boilers. Most of the useless weight had been removed, and large cargo beds were attached to them, which slowly propelled them out of the dimensional gate as transport units.

Perhaps it's because everything happened too fast.

Overall, these early magical machines had a simple, crude, and cumbersome feel to them.

It has a distinct steampunk wasteland style.

In the square, one after another, the muscular men with bare upper bodies raised their heads at the same time after the vehicles came to a stop.

Going out to farm is one way to make money; selling your labor is also a way to make money.

This vast dimensional portal, connecting numerous worlds, handles a daily volume of goods that rivals that of bustling major ports.

A face popped out from the cab of the massive transport truck, simply waving.

A man jumped out.

He squinted, smiled, and had a simple, honest expression.

He was the foreman of this group of laborers and also the negotiator put forward to negotiate the price for this business deal.

"Two silver coins in one box!"

With an honest expression, a rather high price was quoted.

"Two silver coins?"

Their words were sharper, tinged with disbelief.

Business has been very busy lately!

The honest-looking foreman scratched his head and said this, but his squinted eyes held a sly glint in them.

Not far away, another convoy of transport vehicles rushed out of the dimensional gate.

Seeing this situation, the leader of the transport team decided not to delay any longer.

"Alright, alright, two silver coins it is, just two silver coins, hurry up!"

The business was secured.

The foreman nodded and bowed repeatedly, making his assurances.

"It'll definitely be fast!"

"Let's get to work!" he shouted, turning to the men behind him.

The next moment, the men who had been waiting for a long time surged over in dense crowds.

A strong body carries heavy metal parts.

Although Xiao Yang has been pushing for the replacement of those quick-learning professions.

However, the results have not been very good.

Just like now.

The men gathered here selling their labor were mostly those who had voluntarily accepted the corruption of that unknown evil god and transformed into porters.

Large-scale engineering machinery is no longer a complicated thing for those mechanical mages, but at this moment, there are almost none of them near the dimensional gate.

It's not that the municipal departments of Hope City are unwilling to spend gold coins to purchase and install it.

These guys are really more durable than ordinary construction machinery.

[Strong, endurance, and skilled in carrying]

The profession of a porter, which combines these three traits, has little future or prospects, but is undoubtedly a highly competent animal.

"Their competitiveness surpasses that of Magic Energy Machinery..."

They shouted in unison.

One by one, the heavy parts were unloaded from the transport convoy, moved into a warehouse, and neatly stacked.

This is already the third job I've received today.

Normally, one or two jobs a day would be enough, but lately, for some reason, I've been unusually busy.

Only a morning has passed so far.

"Tired?"

Even with the added advantage of endurance, such relentless labor will still be tiring.

But as soon as I think about how putting down this box would bring me two silver coins, I suddenly don't feel tired anymore.

Matt wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand, a smile involuntarily spreading across his face.

Six months ago, before he made up his mind to come to the City of Hope, he was also influenced by the discussions and pronouncements.

"The Land of Demons!" "The Land of Curses!" "The Wilderness!"

I've been intimidated by these frightening titles.

But now, he truly feels that all of that was nonsense.

"It's not that scary here, it's quite nice. Although there are quite a few monsters, there are also many Your Majesty's protections."

"No need to think so much. There are no gangs to extort money from, and no vampire-like officials to collect taxes. You can live a good life just by selling your labor."

"At least after work he can go to the pub for a drink and have a few smoked sausages."

"Where else can you find such a wonderful place!"

The arduous work continued until noon when it finally came to a break.

Officials from the municipal government came here to offer their condolences.

Matt looked up curiously.

He wasn't looking at those rude, tall gentlemen, but at a tall figure carrying a basket.

Most of the purchased candy was given to the children in the schools, while a small portion was given to the workers who were doing heavy labor.

To paraphrase a great hero.

"This is a humanitarian concern!"

Everyone received two free candies.

These cheap, industrially produced fruit candies mixed with saccharin are, in the current situation.

An extremely beautiful and novel experience.