Afterward, Su Yi took Dutch on a leisurely stroll through the Development Zone.
Su Yi had returned to his usual appearance, but without the grand entourage and conspicuous white suit, almost no one recognized him.
After all, even the people Su Yi had saved had only seen him a few times.
Several months had passed. It was only natural that they had forgotten.
As they walked, they could see how utterly the former Border District, now the Development Zone, had changed.
The enormous Warship wrecks had been cleared away, and the exhaust pollution had been brought under control.
The filthy rubbish was gone, while the endless ditches and bomb craters had been filled in.
As far as the eye could see, high-rises had sprung up across the vast Development Zone.
The ground had been paved with neat stone slabs.
Streetlights stood in orderly rows on either side of the broad, thirty-meter-wide avenues.
All kinds of shops had opened on the ground floors of the buildings.
Some were large chain stores; others were small, independently owned shops.
The streets bustled with people.
The company had put a great deal of care into building the Development Zone.
This place would serve as the model for its future redevelopment of the Rhodes Alliance's territory.
If it was good enough and full of life, the work that followed would be much easier.
The border residents who had once sunk into hardship and despair here now looked like entirely different people.
Some had taken out legitimate low-interest loans from the Moon-Drinking Azure Wolf to open their own small shops.
Others had become full-time company employees. Their work was grueling, but their generous pay let them live hundreds of times better than before.
In this new world, people had found places of their own.
Su Yi