After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World

The atmosphere was very soft and cuddly for a while, until Althea turned her head to look at the NPCs. She knew they not only came here to check on her, but also to make reports.

If she had really been out for a few days, then a lot of things must’ve happened in between.

”How’s the territory?”

The NPCs looked at each other before nodding. It was Oslo, who oversaw the construction, that spoke first. ”The constructions you planned are all on schedule.” He said. ”There were many requests for stalls after the farms, including the rented farms, have been harvested of their crops.”

Oslo couldn’t help but marvel at the sheer variety of crops in the territory. Each one still had specific sets of processing methods, with a lot of the end products and food items he had never seen before.

Harold saw Oslo had entered a daze and smiled, continuing the story. ”People also understood which plants were edible. Combined with our raw materials, sauces, and condiments, basically, food culture has begun to revive.

”The territory had no lack of meat either, as at least a third of our citizens as well as the guards always manage to fill up their spaces with animal carcasses. They had a whole market for themselves, and had their own area where people would go to get their meat.

”Anyway, plenty of stalls have already begun to pop up around the territory. We temporarily placed them on the roads before the commercial streets with an affordable fee of 5 copper a day. We also allowed some stalls to be built on specific places in the main square, though at a more expensive 10 copper per day.”

At the mention of the stalls, Betty couldn’t help but comment a bit excitedly. ”Ah, yes, I’ve been there. The variety of products was incredibly fascinating,” She couldn’t help but gush as they talked about it, as she really truly, enjoyed her walk amongst the stalls.

She had never done so much shopping in a village before.

”The food was delicious, my Lord. Much of the food I haven’t seen before. Your people are amazing.”

”That’s good to hear.” She said, although she was a bit surprised.

How many days had it been since the grocery store opened? So many people opened businesses already? To the point of legitimate and complete marketplaces popping up?

”The factories, inns, and utilities are on track. They should be put to use within a few days.” Oslo said, still reeling in fascination at the functions of these buildings. Truly, every day in here felt like he was somehow getting closer to a professional upgrade.

Althea heard their updates and was greatly relieved. ”That’s great, thank you.”

”How about the strength of the citizens?”

”Well, the people had been going beyond the required hours of hunting. This was after they saw the strength of mobs and how we could damage them with our own strengths.” Even those who had been hiding away were inspired.

They defeated such a strong mob—much, much, bigger than the ones they encountered before—and yet they came out alive and stronger.

It just gave people hope.

”Also, a lot of people are still talking about the elementalists. It was very cool.”

Oslo and Rowan couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.

”The Training Hall also worked well.” Sheila added, ”Harold and I mastered our skills and gained quite a bit of experience the past few days.” As she said so, she leaned down a bit, gently poking a baby’s adorable belly.

”It’s so useful, people will flock to it if it’s known. I suggest increasing the price to 10 contributions per hour.”

”Okay,” Althea said with a smile, very open to suggestions. ”Anything else?”

”A few more refugees have arrived.” It was Rowan who spoke this time, ”A few hundred was counted in a single batch.”

Harold recalled seeing this group, and he couldn’t help but gossip a bit. ”Their story was quite tragic, there were thousands of them in the territory, but less than half survived.”

”Not only this but… I heard a lot of atrocities happened, even amongst Terrans. It was disgusting.” He had heard of territories that had already taken advantage of the power differences, making brethren suffer no less than the monsters outside the fence.

”The more people, the more bad apples.”

Sheila pursed her lips, ”Our territory only has a few hundred people right? I can’t imagine thousands.”

”It’s normal for other territories to have more people.” Eugene said after a little analysis. ”When this territory was established it had already been days after the transfer. Most people would choose to build a safe space as soon as they had the token in their hands.”

”By the time Altera was built, a lot of people had already settled in other territories.” Althea continued, ”There is also location, there should be no one that got teleported here. This could be seen that after the first batch, everyone else were refugees from other fallen territories.”

Harold looked at them and sighed, ”One percent of Terrans survived the initial disaster. Why are there so many people still dying?

”I can’t imagine what happens when the protection period is over.” He said, ”I hope more people survive this ordeal.”

A moment of silence passed by.

Before becoming part of Altera, the NPCs wouldn’t have cared much about the ’poor people outside’. The culture they grew up with was the survival of the fittest, to focus on one’s own survival.

How things changed in a few weeks…

”Well. We’ll just have to make a territory that could welcome them well.” Althea said, breaking the silence.

She hugged her children closer to her, feeling their warmth a bit more. ”Wherever they come from, as long as they have the heart to contribute, they are welcome.”

She couldn’t help but look at her giggling children with a smile. It was as if all these tragedies didn’t happen.

In their minds, it really hadn’t.

”No matter how injured and broken—

”My wish is that our territory…will give them a place to recover. Anyone. Without judgment.”

She turned to look at the babies who turned their heads to her.

”Aren’t I right?”

And they smiled, and she knew she was doing the right thing.