Chapter 115: Sakamata (1)
One Month Since the Jinlong Incident.
The streets of Northern Babel were still buried in reconstruction.
Debris from collapsed buildings littered the area, and heavy machinery moved busily, erecting the skeletal frames of new structures.
Yet, surprisingly, the expressions of the people walking these streets weren’t as grim as one might expect.
“Livelier than I thought.”
I muttered as I strolled alongside Riley through the northern commercial district.
It was probably because there had been almost no casualties during this crisis.
The material damage was staggering, but as long as people survived, you could always start over.
Plus, the local megacorps were pouring money into the rebuilding efforts.
Maybe that was why the atmosphere felt more vibrant than ever.
“It’s thanks to you, A. I heard from the investigation team—if the Webs had lingered even a little longer, the death toll would've been catastrophic.”
Riley smiled gently as she spoke.