"Sure Enough, He's a Good-for-Nothing."
Today's events did not cause much of a stir in Uruk.
Originally, the unexplained weakening and deaths of 113 people should have been a major incident capable of attracting the attention of Uruk's citizens. However, the city was in the middle of a war. The North Wall and South Gate were constantly under attack from monsters other than humans, and the citizens of Uruk were already exhausting themselves just to deal with the various needs and difficulties brought about by wartime. With another 100,000 fresh troops joining them, the incident became something that could be treated as either major or minor. Even if it caused a temporary commotion, it soon vanished without a trace.
The citizens of Uruk continued with their work as usual: those who were supposed to forge iron forged iron, those who refined copper refined copper, those who forged weapons forged weapons, and those who made clay tablets made clay tablets. There were also all kinds of jobs in agriculture, food service, and animal husbandry. Everyone was so busy they could barely contain themselves.
The 100,000 people who had joined Uruk had also all been assigned their places. Those with special skills were sent to work in the relevant industries, while those who had previously been soldiers were sent to the South Gate or North Wall to participate in the war. Even elderly people and women without any particular abilities went to handle various odd jobs. It could be said that the entire population was working. As for how lively it was, one could easily imagine.
Of course, if there were children, Uruk would protect them and would not force them to work.
In Gilgamesh's words...
"Children are the future of society and the race. All they need to do is play