Kapitel 577: Boss Mag, Do You Need Our Help?

In the residential area for the families of the deceased miners, the dilapidated gray bungalows had all been replaced by brand-new two-story houses. The walls had been painted in vibrant colors like green, blue, pink, and a whole host of other exuberant shades, giving one a false impression that it was spring even though autumn had already arrived.

There were many dwarven artisans running around busily between the houses, while powerful orcs did the grunt work. The women and the elderly were painting the walls in exuberant colors, and the smiles on their faces were as vibrant as the colors of the paint being applied.

A group of children was running joyfully along the bluestone-paved paths, kicking around a crude football that had been constructed from vines.

One of the children kicked the ball through the air, and it just so happened to land in front of a bicycle before being crushed by the bicycle's front tire.

"Screech~"