Chapter 38: Still Hungry
Buildings in the Monster Era were designed with destruction in mind—they were made of prefabricated structures, easy to rebuild.
Still, certain high-rises and interior pillars required concrete and steel reinforcement.
And the job of carrying cement up the stairs for that... was called gombang.
“W-Wow, Mr. Moo-han, you’re a beast...? Faster than the construction drones?”
I had come to the site for day labor, but after drilling a few holes into steel plates while trying to weld something, I was told to quit welding and just carry cement.
Delicate work like welding didn’t suit me, but gombang? That was my calling.
I carried cement just like they told me—whish, whish—and still had time to spare. The foreman even said if I was free, he could introduce me to a nearby site and asked if I’d be willing to work there too.
“Is... is this guy even human? How much does that bag weigh?”
“Is he an Esper or something?”
“Shit, maybe he really is—how the hell does a person lift a whole ton by himself like that?”
“Why the hell would an Esper show up to do gombang...?”
After carrying cement at three different sites, I heard the phrase yarikiri! and left the construction zone.