Den did not mind the jealous glares directed at him. He was too happy.
In total, there were quite a few people who successfully managed to buy or rent a shop house, and they all walked back to the site with metaphorical peacock feathers above their heads.
They went to check on the construction of their ’new property’, pride emanating from them so much that many people had the intrusive thought of shoving their faces to the ground.
No one dared do so, of course (thanks to the rules), and the people were quickly distracted when Den and the others made an announcement.
"So we also found out what else they’re building!’"
Immediately, they were surrounded by people who wanted to get the info.
No, they were mobbed.
Considering hundreds (if not a thousand) were trying to watch the construction of a single street. Of course, they’d be squeezed in. One could only call them stupid for enticing a mob while being in the middle of it.
The high of happiness could indeed make people stupid.
"LET US BREATHE!" He gasped, while the person next to him screamed.
"AHH!" "FUGG YOU, MISSUS LEE! THAT WAS MY TOE!"
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"I’m gonna die!"
Fortunately, they didn’t die in the end.
"Ahem!" Den coughed, waving people away to give them space.
Fortunately, they did.
There were a number of them there and they were separated by the crowd, with some being pulled deeper into it for gossip.
Den watched in horror as his companions were ’eaten up’ by the tea-hungry crowd. He stepped back, trying to direct his pull somewhere at the edge.
He somehow managed to weave through the crowd to the edge, just before the half-built walls of one of the shops there. He took a deep breath of relief before turning to see people impatiently waiting for him to speak.
"..."
Den cleared his throat again before speaking.
They got the info back in the village, er, Town Center. After they secured their units and signed contracts, someone (not him) asked what else was being built there. After all, that would greatly add to their potential foot traffic!
The concierge knew the answer to this quite well. After the elders went down the stairs, they were told about what was going to happen. They were very excited too, but it was their shift so they could only imagine the fun happening on that street.
"It’s the Post Office and Pharmacy!" he said and this naturally excited everyone exploded in glee.
"Whoa!"
"So we won’t have to line up so long to get meds!"
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