Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

With the help of Vina's technical team and magical powers, the composting workshop was built very quickly.

Ms. Tree also agreed to help, and a lush forest grew around the composting plant.

They even took on part of the construction work, which improved the aesthetics of the composting plant.

The layout of the Xinya Street residential area has changed once again.

Starting from the greenhouse under construction in the center of the residential area, there is a wide road that leads straight to the outer ring road.

In what was once the outer ring area, a new heating hub has been erected, connected to the hot water workshop by robust pipes.

The composting workshop was built right next to the heating hub.

From a distance, it looks like a wooden barrel, less than two stories high, but it occupies a considerable area of ​​over two hundred square meters.

Numerous vines climbed the wooden walls, as if wrapping the building in a new vine armor.

At this time, various raw materials were already piled up in the front yard of the workshop.

Truckloads of sawdust, weeds, and barrels of seaweed and crab waste were neatly stacked on the open ground, where workers carried them away.

However, relying on slaughterhouse waste is not enough.

On the road, workers would occasionally come by, wearing cloth masks, carrying buckets of fresh horse and cow dung covered in flies.

Then, urged by the foreman, we drove into the composting workshop.

Slaughterhouse fertilizer and manure are mixed with main materials such as weeds and sawdust in a ratio of about 2 to 8, and then poured into a semi-open fermentation tank.

Over time, it will ferment and generate heat, producing high temperatures that accelerate decomposition.

During this process, various pathogens and parasites are killed, ensuring that the produced fertilizer is safe and pollution-free.

Meanwhile, with the help of Vina's technical team, not only were the processes and technologies optimized, but some plants from another world were also used to increase efficiency.

Vina also improved the pipeline layout of the heating hub, making the composting plant the warmest place in the group.

……

Outer Ring Road area.

At this moment, Roland was dressed as a deliveryman for her own company, carrying an insulated box and walking down the street.

She gazed at the lush forest in the distance.

Behind the tall trees is a bustling composting workshop.

Ms. Tree's forest barrier not only blocked the view but also prevented any potential sewage from seeping out.

Um... to be precise, it's absorption.

This makes the composting plant's impact on the surrounding environment almost negligible.

The only problem is that Ms. Tree got really angry about it.

Roland coaxed and teased Ms. Tree, drinking with her all night until she was completely drunk before she finally managed to persuade her to leave.

The next morning I felt like I had lost two pounds.

It seems that the results are quite good.

Walking beside Roland is Coco, the delivery cat.

She was a catgirl who stole the lid of the enemy's well during the great battle, making a great contribution, but was also seriously injured in the process.

She recovered from her injuries at the church and has now fully recovered.

His limp was restored through magical means.

At this moment, as a guide, she was called out by Roland to accompany her on the inspection.

She followed Roland's gaze toward the composting workshop and said happily.

"Miss Roland, you are such a kind person. Many people have found jobs because of the composting workshop and no longer have to desperately try to get relief from the disaster."

Roland smiled slightly, and the fox ears that peeked out from the hood twitched up and down.

"I also had my own purposes, which I can't say were particularly good."

"But why are you so happy about this?"

Coco the cat swung its big orange tail, making a specific rhythm.

she replied.

"Because many of my friends have also found jobs. There are no high barriers to entry for the work in the composting workshop, and even disabled orcs can do it if they work hard."

"In the past, everyone was miserable, a bunch of cripples huddled in a dilapidated house gnawing on black lumps (black bread, which was very hard)."

"Now we can eat Krabby Patties too, and a lot of people have come to thank me!"

As Coco spoke, she rummaged through her pockets, pulling out small, oddly shaped items and showing them to Roland.

Things like pretty little stones, rough little wood carvings, and little wooden signs strung together with rope.

Most of them are handicrafts made by poor people.

At this moment, Coco the cat seemed to remember something and stopped walking.

She reached into the lining of her chest and pulled out a much more exquisite wooden carving, which she handed to Roland with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Roland, this is for you."

Roland took it and examined it in her palm. It was a lifelike fox head, a chibi version of Roland's image.

It's the same Q-version big head on the Krusty Krab packaging, except it has a pair of big fox ears.

A small loop of hair was carefully wrapped around her head, and a red string was threaded through it to make a pendant.

Roland pinched the small wooden carving and looked at Coco the cat with a questioning gaze.

The simple-minded cat girl scratched her head shyly.

"I don't have anything nice to give you, so I just had this little thing carved."

"Thank you for healing my leg and for letting me live in such a nice house and eat such delicious food."

"No one in my life has ever been this good to me except my mom."

Roland happily accepted the small gift; being sincerely thanked by someone she knew was a very joyful thing.

She gestured for Coco the cat to continue leading the way, while asking questions curiously.

"Coco the Cat, you just mentioned your mother. Is she still in that southern country?"

Coco the cat shook her head, a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"She's gone, my mother is gone."

"On the way here, she fell asleep in the snow, and gave the last piece of black bread to me and my sister."

Upon hearing this, Roland immediately wanted to slap herself twice.

Why the hell do you have to bring up something you shouldn't? Coco is all alone in the capital, and you actually asked her where her mother is.

This isn't Earth. My son works in another city, and he can still use his cell phone to stay in touch with his family.

In this alternate world, when families move, the whole family moves together, and once separated, they basically never see each other again.

She sensed the sudden heaviness in the atmosphere and could only stammer.

"Sorry, Coco the cat, I didn't know your..."

"It's alright, Miss Roland. So much time has passed that my memory is a bit hazy."

Coco the cat's expression was quickly replaced by a smile.

"For me, receiving your help is the luckiest and happiest thing that has ever happened to me."

Seeing that the catgirl was happy, Roland breathed a slight sigh of relief.

After recalling what Coco the cat had said, she decided to ask for clarification.

"Coco the Cat, you just mentioned your sister, didn't she... pass away back then too?"

As soon as the question was asked, Coco the cat showed a look of disgust and anger.

This was the first time Roland had ever seen her with this expression.

Coco the cat pursed her lips, her eyes were dull, and her voice sounded somewhat low.

"My sister isn't dead, but in my heart, she's already dead."

"what?"

Roland was completely dumbfounded.

She looked at Coco the cat in confusion, finding it hard to believe that the kind and gentle cat girl would make such a comment about her younger sister.

"Coco the Cat, why are you talking about your sister like that?"

The cat bit its lower lip with its canine teeth, its anger mixed with helplessness and a deep sense of powerlessness.

"She's unreliable! She's sided with those ruthless tigers who prey on cats without spitting out the bones, and she's tricked the sisters and brothers of the tribe into becoming prostitutes. I don't recognize her as my sister!"

"Huh? Be a prostitute?!"

Roland was even more stunned, her mouth agape in astonishment.

She hesitated for a long time before asking Coco the cat.

"So, where is your sister now...?"

She opens at 7:00 AM.

"ah?!"