Firstheart

Elsewhere, Frod strolled with Angel to Skyvault Tower.

Skyvault Tower was the tower Angel had discovered earlier on Revelation Continent. It stood five stories tall, its carvings hollowed into intricate patterns, banners fluttering in the wind. Among all the buildings brought in so far, it was the tallest.

"You moved pretty quickly. In just one day, this place has become much livelier."

Frod said, "It was mainly for the experiments. Besides, I also hope this place won't be so deserted."

Angel had no objection to what Frod was doing. It was good for this place to have some life in it. At the very least, when Jon came here, he would not be too lonely.

Upon entering the tower, Angel discovered that three beautiful ladies were seated at desks on the first floor, dressed in matching uniforms and bent over documents.

"Like Rabu outside, the three of them were on the verge of death because of the plague, so I brought them in," Frod explained. "They used to work for the constable and are skilled at keeping records. For now, I've brought them here to tally the population, distribute supplies, and arrange labor."

Angel looked over with God's-eye vision and found that the documents in their hands were indeed stacks upon stacks of thick files.

The topmost profile card among them was for Daluk, whom Angel had brought in.

It recorded all of Daluk's relevant information, followed by a simple evaluation based on it. Daluk's rating was not particularly high. He possessed no special skills, and at this stage, he could only repay his allocated supplies through labor. His grandfather, on the other hand, received a fairly good evaluation because he knew the craft of woodcarving.

"The supplies we provide them with now are mainly houses where they can rest