The morning sun shone brightly.
After a day's transition, the personnel dispatched by the authorities had moved into New Z City overnight.
Early that morning, the first batch of invited businesses had already begun inspecting the area under the staff's guidance.
The businesspeople knew full well that with the influx of residents, New Z City would grow more prosperous by the day. Its central district would inevitably surpass the old Z City's urban area and become the new city center.
Before long, property here would be worth its weight in gold, just like the central commercial districts of other cities. Even if they had to pay through the nose to snap up some properties ahead of everyone else and rent them out, it would still be a profitable deal with no risk of loss!
The faculty apartment building at the S-Class Training Program base.
Saitama had no interest in opportunities or market trends. He got up early as usual.
By the time he stepped out of his room, he had changed into the blue tracksuit that had been with him for over a year. Its plain design and cuffs washed almost white somehow suited his simple art style perfectly.
On his first day in his new home, he planned to head out for morning training shortly and walk the dog along the way.
By now, the bald man's version of the tetrathlon did almost nothing to improve Saitama.
He kept at it more because it had long since become a good habit.
Early to bed, early to rise, savor the hair loss... no, live a disciplined life!
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His body, which had reached max level earlier than in the original timeline, had already grown to maturity and long since learned to develop on its own.
Even if Saitama stopped