Three prefabricated buildings for the villagers to rest in temporarily had been built not far from the war chariot.
In theory, the Red Spider Merchant Group was supposed to take care of this job.
But after tallying the expenses on both sides, Sean simply paid to have the village handle this job as well.
Including three meals a day, the total cost for seven days came to 350 Trade Vouchers.
Although that was 150 Trade Vouchers higher than the original budget, once he factored in the time spent ordering those lazy bums from the merchant group around and getting them to work,
Sean even felt as if he had come out ahead.
In truth, the members of the Red Spider Merchant Group were not simply people who sold their lives to the merchant group and could be ordered around at will.
Every one of these people, who possessed vast amounts of knowledge or skills, was a treasure of Blue Star's wasteland.
Sean had spent a great deal of effort persuading them to join the merchant group, and had only succeeded after promising them highly tempting conditions.
In most cases, their relationship with the merchant group was one of equal employment.
And in the long run, spending a little money to keep these people comfortable was actually very worthwhile.
As long as they were willing to step up at critical moments—for example, when they crossed over from those great mountains and the engineers worked through every night without sleep to repair the damaged vehicles—it was enough to generate several hundred percent in positive returns for the merchant group.
The three connected prefabricated buildings were not much different from the structures in Hope Village.
Arranged from left to right, the first building was a communal activity area. It contained washing facilities and