[Pterosaur] Meeting Room.

“Let’s just call this city Zesora City.”

“Great name!”

“Let’s use this!”

“…”

After hearing the name Manolin gave the city, everyone hurriedly agreed.

This is not because everyone is flattering their boss, but because the name their unreliable boss gave the city was really a bit too outrageous - names like Night City, Los Santos, and Bikini Bottom are really too out of place for people who have been baptized by the culture of another world.

In comparison, the conventional name of Zesora City is very good.

In this world, human cities generally like to use the names of ancient heroes.

For example, Zesora is a hero.

In the legend, Zesora led people to successfully liberate humans from the giant trolls.

Therefore, the name Zesora is given the meaning of "liberation", "freedom" and "changing the world".

"Well, now that the name has been decided, let's continue with the previous topic."

The original purpose of this meeting was to discuss the issue of immigrants moving into the city.

As a result, during the meeting, everyone discovered that Manolin had not yet named the city.

So everyone had to urge Manolin to name the city first.

But Manolin was a genius at naming, and the names he gave were really too outrageous, which almost turned this meeting into a naming conference.

...

"Fodelo, tell me first, are there any problems with the construction of the city?"

"Mr. Manolin, all residential areas in the city have completed the laying of water pipes and magic pipelines."

Hearing this, Manolin nodded with satisfaction, and then he asked Cosimo:

"What is the current security problem in the city? Are there any difficulties?"

"Mr. Manolin, our security team has completely cleared the surrounding threatening extraordinary creatures, and we will patrol inside and outside the city every day according to your instructions.

However, we are a little short of manpower now , plus the patrol area is a bit too large, which makes it difficult for us to take care of all places. "

After listening to Cosimo's narration, Manolin said:

"When the immigrants from the Old World come, your security team can recruit a group of people from them to expand the team size.

During this period of time, I will first draw some militia to help you temporarily. "

"..."

"..."

After asking the heads of various departments, Manolin confirmed that there were no major problems in the entire city, and then decided to start formal immigration.

Of course, this immigration is not to transfer all the tens of thousands of people who have been collected at one time.

After all, doing so would require too much of the city's bearing capacity.

Therefore, Manolin plans to carry out immigration in batches, with no more than 30,000 immigrants each time.

In this way, the city will not be prone to chaos.

...

Three days later, after three days of preparation, Zesora City finally ushered in their second batch of residents (the first batch was the crew of the [Pterosaur]).

A group of immigrants with trepidation came out of the [Phase Transmission Device].

This [Phase Transmission Device] was installed in the center of the entire city, which is the transportation hub of the entire city.

It can be said that it is the most convenient place for transportation in the entire city.

Therefore, it is also very convenient for immigrants to settle down.

These immigrants have completed the registration at the medical aid station and have all received their "ID cards".

They only need to swipe their ID cards on the machine to find the information of their assigned houses and get the keys of the houses.

Then the staff will drive the buses to take the immigrants to the corresponding communities.

These buses are all standard styles, which are specially designed and manufactured by Manolin's [mechanics] and factories for the future public transportation of Zesora City.

Originally, the city also designed a subway, but now because of the small number of people, the subway has not started running.

It is estimated that for a long time, these buses will be the first choice for these immigrants in public transportation.

At this time, the Biqier family was sitting on one of these buses.

Biqier looked out the car window at the towering buildings and the flat and open road outside, which made him feel like he was dreaming.

At first, he thought that what greeted the immigrants in the New World were simple shacks, sewage and filth everywhere, and various dangers hiding in the shadows.

Who could have imagined that they had come to such a clean and tidy place, andIn the magnificent city?

Biqier really couldn't believe that this place was actually a new world.

Since there were no private cars on the road, the bus was driving very fast. After a while, Biqier and his family had arrived at the newly allocated house.

Under the guidance of the staff, Biqier took the elevator to the fifteenth floor of the residential building.

"What a big house, is this house really given to us?"

Looking at this big house with 3 bedrooms and a living room, Biqier's family couldn't believe it.

At this time, the staff leading them said:

"Yes, this house is indeed allocated to you.

However, although you have the... ownership of this house, this house is... not allowed to be freely bought and sold.

If you want to replace the house, then you need..."

The staff member who led them was a temporary part-time worker in the factory area, so he needed to refer to the documents when he spoke.

As a slave who used to raise horses for the nobles, Biqier had some education. Although this education was not much, it was enough for him to roughly understand what the muscular staff member in front of him said.

After the staff member confirmed that the family had understood what he said, he said goodbye and left. After all, he still had a lot of work to do.

After respectfully seeing off the staff, Biqier's family was very excited.

Biqier touched the various furniture in the house with his trembling hands, while his wife was fiddling with the kitchen utensils she couldn't understand in the kitchen, and his two children were carefully touching the mattress in the bedroom, feeling the elasticity of these spring mattresses.

Everything made Biqier feel like he had entered heaven.

In fact, the scene that happened here in Biqier's family was repeated in various residential buildings.

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