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

Meanwhile, Gill’s team had also completed their purchase, not having to spend much of Althea’s allowance due to the hefty profits from the trade the previous day.

Gill was a bit disappointed that there was nothing particularly special sold. Of course, they did still buy a lot of things that could increase the comprehensive strength of the territory.

Althea gave him and Eagle 500 gold each, hoping to find unique and helpful products to strengthen the territory. However, except for a few class-C weapons and equipment unavailable in the territory, there wasn’t much gain for their team.

What they did do was buy a lot of class D and a few class C equipment for the rest of the territory.

These weapons would be primarily used by the guards’ team and also sold in the Contribution Store to be opened in the territory soon. Here, one could buy good weapons and other equipment with contribution points.

They also maximized their purchase limits in shops like the pharmacy. Although sister-in-law’s medicines were great, they didn’t really produce fast enough for everyone to be able to stock up. Not to mention, sister-in-law’s Pharmacy skills had limited effects on people above level 20. It so happened that Ferrol had a level 2 Pharmacy, which could produce medicines for the level.

They would not only stock up for their own team, but also stock up supply for the territory.

They continued to peruse the stalls, hoping to get more finds. It was just that Gill’s feet paused as he caught a glimpse of familiar violet in his peripheral vision.

Inexplicably, he felt a little distracted.

”What’s wrong boss Gill?” Kleid asked and he flinched, a bit surprised.

After a thought he just looked at them, ”Go ahead and do the task,” he said, before he disappeared into the crowd to the confusion of the others.

Gill didn’t really bother with them though, as his eyes was focused somewhere in the crowd, trying to find that familiar shade of violet again. Fortunately, it wasn’t hard to find her and he soon saw her enter a building.

It was a large 3-storey building with grand decorations. There was a banner made of expensive silk with intricate patterns draped at both sides of the massive door.

It gave a special feeling of attraction, as if entering would somehow elevate one’s existence and status. The entire facade was like an upgraded, more special, version of Houser’s sign.

Gill followed her in with not much thought, a little startled when the familiar ding sounded in his head.

[You have entered the Auction House. Entry Fee is 10 silver per person. Minimum Wealth in Space: 100 gold.

[Proceed? Yes | No]

Gill paused.

He had heard of this building, newly built just before they left for Altera. It was apparently a building available for high-level towns.

Everyone knew system buildings had special functions, and he wondered what kind of function an auction house available at a Level 2 Town would have.

It even had a minimum wealth requirement for entering. Curious, he decided to pay the entrance fee of 10 silver, though his eyes unconsciously looked for that trace of violet as he did so.

As he entered, he encountered more and more well-dressed ladies and gentlemen. He also caught a few looks both for his plain clothing and his handsome face, though people were mostly busy shopping to care too much. Regardless of all of these, Gill tried to follow where he thought the trace of violet went.

The building seemed to have two levels: A massive lobby on the ground floor—which was now lined with expensive-looking booths—and then the auction house proper above.

Interestingly, it took him a bit of willpower to pull his sights off the booths. It was odd because he normally wouldn’t care for the items sold—which comprised mostly of luxury items like silk, jewelry, special beast horns, et cetera. Thinking about it for a bit, he mused this must have something to do with the building’s special effects.

Fortunately, the building’s effect was really just an improved version of Houser’s ability and it wasn’t so invasive as to actually force people to buy. Only a bit of head shaking and self-control was needed to break off from the ’charm’ of buying luxury items.

He followed the crowd (most of which had bought a few things from the special stalls) upstairs to the main auction hall. Soon, he ended up in a massive hall with hundreds of seats and a stage, and his eyes started to peruse the seats for that shade of violet.

However, his sights—again—were attracted to the stage in front, the building’s mysterious force demanding everyone’s attention.

The stage was large, around 200 square meters. At this time, there was a line of clean but dull people chained together, with the emcee pointing at them as if they were products to be sold.

Immediately, Gill knew that they were selling human slaves.

Cassandra herself had been bidding. It seemed that she had already won a few slaves during the time he was looking for her, seeing two relatively good-looking but pitiful young men standing on the aisle next to her.

Gill looked in her direction, a bit complicated. Although she was a bit annoying, he had always pegged Cassandra to be straightforward and tomboyish. He didn’t think she’d be buying slaves.

However, this was a common practice here and he didn’t judge, just a bit disappointed.

Maybe… a little angry.

But he frowned, quickly catching himself. How could there be disappointment if there were no expectations?

The carapace of protection he surrounded himself with hardened a little at this realization.

At this time, there was someone being pulled in front of the auctioneer, and the host’s excited voice once again attracted his sharp eyes back to the stage.

His eyebrows rose at the sight of the new ’display’.

It was a young man, half-naked and chained and his appearance caused loud excited murmurs around him.

Gill pulled himself back to the present and observed the newcomer. He was quite handsome, but it wasn’t what was special about him.

His most striking features were… tails and ears.