The next two months for Zanzan were a hectic one.
In just those two months, the city had experienced arguably more changes than it had in the past two hundred years, possibly in more than two thousand since its inception as a small fishing hamlet.
And Alexander was there to document all these changes firsthand.
The first change was the initiation of the first-ever cement kiln, located to the south of the city, near the port.
Alexander was there to personally light the first kindling that lit the furnace for the kiln and as he laid eyes upon the tall, conical structure, Alexander remembered feeling a huge surge of pride.
'This is mine! I designed it! And it works!' Alexander shouted with joy in his heart.
This feeling of invention and discovery was quite the novelty for him, for though he had introduced many new things to this world, things which all the people rightfully named him as the inventor of, deep down Alexander knew that none of those were his.