Classroom Ready!

A cute, sunny yellow cloud character with big, doodle-style circle eyes adorns the announcement, accompanied by bold words proclaiming the opening of a new school in a small city in her hometown.

"DREAM BIG? Study at Humanity's Hope School and shape your future!"

"With us, your future will be beyond compare—more than you could ever imagine!"

"Young people and adults are welcome to join as students. At our school, we provide housing, three full meals a day from morning to night, and guess what? We even have snacks!"

The wording radiates promises of a brighter tomorrow for prospective students.

The date of the school's establishment is printed at the bottom, revealing it was founded just a week ago.

If this were before the apocalypse, such benefits from the school would have seemed suspicious, and most people would not be easily convinced.

Even so, there would still be a few who might dare to investigate.

But now, anyone who sees this would likely think it's a cruel prank orchestrated by someone with sinister intentions.

After all, who would want to attend school during an apocalypse? In this doomsday world, no schools are operating anymore.

Furthermore, no one dares to leave the safety of the base and risk their lives to the monsters of the apocalypse.

Let alone someone like Marie Diore, an ordinary human—she couldn't even afford to leave the 9th Base to look for supplies.

She could only look down at her little brother's bright eyes.

She wanted to tell him it wasn't true, but she feared breaking his little heart, so she said indifferently.

"Hide it for now. We'll talk about it later."

"Okay, sister!"

The young boy carefully took the paper back, afraid it would tear apart, hid it inside his unwashed little pillow, and then lay down to sleep.

Marie Diore, who witnessed it, shook her head and felt a deep sadness inside.

Her little brother should be starting first grade today, or at least, that's what she had thought three years ago.

But now, it will never happen again.

She closed the door to their small room and carefully locked it, glancing at the nearby room doors where their roommates stayed.

They were also closed, with no signs of life inside due to the silence, likely because the others were out tonight, working their bodies for tomorrow's salvation.

She felt a sense of relief.

Maybe none of Marie Diore's customers knew she had a little brother, and neither did the other roommates. She made sure it stayed that way.

In this base, morality had long been lost, and many bad people were targeting the younger ones.

She had to protect her little brother at all costs.

Walking down the stairs in the middle of the night, the cold breeze made her skin shiver, causing her to tremble slightly and look frail under the moonlight.

Leaving the area where ordinary humans lived, Marie Diore headed toward the cafeteria's superhuman lounge to find her new customers, all the while thinking how ridiculous that school advertisement paper was.

Yet, at the back of her mind, she couldn't help but wonder how good it would be if it were true.

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Three weeks.

The days are still counting.

Hania Fill is nearly done renovating every corner of the third floor of the mall to create a school for future students.

On the second floor, two newly built classrooms have been set up in the space that was once a store.

Each furnished with twenty chairs made of a mix of smooth, polished wood and sleek metal, along with tables made from the same materials, all purchased from the system's store.

One classroom is for kindergarten, and the other is for elementary students.

The designs are very simple, tailored to the students' age groups.

The kindergarten classroom is filled with soft, cute items to ensure the comfort of the young students as they learn.

Such treatment is really awesome. 

When asked why, ALAIS replied proudly.

"The little children are the most precious Host Nine!"

Their learning experience should not only focus on studying but also on enjoying every moment at the beginning of their school life.

Thinking about the elementary classroom, Hania Fill couldn't help but feel how biased the system was.

The elementary room had decent chairs and desks, yet the bookshelves along the walls remained empty, with the system urging him to buy more supplies from its stores to fill the space.

Hania Fill: "...."

His red diamonds are gone now, along with his silver and gold coins.

Both classrooms resembled normal classrooms from before the apocalypse.

Despite the slight unfairness in the system's offer, Hania Fill looked at them silently, secretly thinking of many ways to improve them further.

He is a businessman who values profits, but he also cares deeply about his consumers.

This isn't the first time he's been involved in the school business, but it's the first time he's personally managed one.

On the third floor of the mall, there are seven new dormitory rooms—four for females and three for males.

Each room is designed based on gender and can accommodate only two people per room, in accordance with the system's rules.

The beds are fixed according to the dormitory package guidelines.

Additionally, the system's dormitory rooms ensure privacy and security, as only the owner can access them using their fingerprint, a certain process that will be explained to future students.

It's quite beneficial to have this.

Hania Fill didn't think much of it.

He simply placed the newly bought dormitory rooms on the floor area as if he were playing a game, controlling them until they appeared in their spots.

As he descended to the first floor, he could only afford a small cafeteria with some basic food packages.

After building the classrooms, dormitory rooms, and the cafeteria, Hania Fill completed these small tasks, earning modest rewards in the form of gold coins and silver.

He also unlocked the daily sign-in feature of the system, which he took advantage of almost every day.

Through this, he received various small rewards, such as gold coins, silver coins, and furniture tickets that he could use to purchase items from the store.

During the previous nights, Hania Fill had sent out paper advertisements before going to sleep, but there was still no promising news.

No one was coming to Hillside City.

It must be, as he had thought, that people simply weren't taking his advertisements seriously when they saw them, or perhaps no one had even noticed them yet.

Day after day, Hania Fill could only hope that there were still those with enough curiosity left in this doomsday world.

If this continued, and no one showed up, he would have no choice but to venture out in search of survivors.

By early the next morning, Hania Fill had made up his mind, he would leave the city and go outside.