Edge: My Residents Are All Cute Girls

When I woke up, five escape capsules had fallen into a heavy rainstorm. We deviated from the planned landing zone by more than 3,000 kilometers. I, an injured human being; Mia, Mirila whose wings were broken; and three Miriams who continued to work after falling from the sky. There is no city, no reinforcements, and no system gift packages. There was only twenty-seven days of food, a few boxes of looted supplies, and a river that could wash away the family's belongings at any time. So the first thing is not to save the world, but to build a roof that won't leak. Then farm, build warehouses, and build workshops. Later, we had granaries, markets, clinics and ferries. At first, we could barely feed the five of us; later, caravans took a detour to do business, patients took boats to see doctors, and refugees stood at the entrance of the village and asked: "Are we still accepting people here?" But the more people there are, the more trouble there is. There is only enough food to save one side, who should be saved first? There are only a few life-saving medicines left, how much should they be sold for? A businessman brings urgently needed supplies, but wants to buy a river - do you agree? And the girl with white wings who I carried back from the rainstorm would always remind me in a low voice when everyone was waiting for me to make a decision: "You may not be right this time." Quite annoying. But then someone asked me what I should not throw away in this city. The granary cannot be lost, the workshop cannot be lost, and the ferry cannot be lost. As for Mia... She'd better not lose it. After all, in the beginning, we just wanted to find a place to survive. But after more and more people call this place "home" - Then simply build this place into a city.