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

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At this time, Mathilda was having breakfast with her team. Elders had a flexible schedule and had a lot more leisure time.

Anyway, they had heard of the announcements and were discussing them with mixed emotions.

”Those cities and towns they mentioned…. aren’t those in far away countries?” Lola asked.

Yana sighed. ”They are. One was even in another continent,” she said. Owlish Town, for one, was a popular tourist destination she went to with her children a long time ago.

Too bad they died during a plane accident before the Transfer. She almost died of a stroke that day, but she survived because of her 1-year-old grandson, who they left behind. Sadly, the migration happened, and she didn’t have any news of them anymore.

In any case, the fact that those people had reached their area meant that the Terrans in other regions had been suffering a lot.

Imagine being a refugee for days or even weeks, only finding a place like Alterra after so long of suffering. How lucky they were to find it so early on…

At their age, if they hadn’t found a good territory within the first few months, they’d definitely have perished. Even if they didn’t get eaten by monsters, they could’ve been killed by bugs or by poisonous plants, or perhaps perish in a war. Anyway, there was a plethora of ways to die in this place.

Thinking of the sufferings outside Alterra, Mathilda couldn’t help but feel worried again.

”Has Gill returned yet?” she asked and Lola shook her head.

That lad—going away for so long and only leaving her a message! Sure, she had gotten healthier after leveling up a lot, but she was still an old woman!

Did she act too healthy?

Should she pretend to have a heart attack? That’d teach him!

Mathilda was apparently showing signs of childishness like other old people…

She wasn’t able to worry too much, fortunately, because the bell rang. For now, she was distracted.

Lola stood up and opened the gate. She wondered who’d be visiting this early, thinking it was probably just someone from Miss Mathilda’s department.

However, she saw a beautiful woman with short and wavy black hair akin to seaweed instead. She had a pretty face, gentle smile, and sharp eyes that seemed to see through people’s thoughts.

”Y-You…” Lola said, before her voice died. She was speechless from shock.

Mathilda was a traditional person and she always kept printed photographs of herself and her family. Before the migration, she collected a lot of mementos and photographs. In their living room, there was a large picture of a family of four: Miss Mathilda, her late husband, boss Gill, and… a girl.

Because of this, Lola recognized the girl in front of her.

She turned and gestured to yell at Mathilda. However, the girl held her arm and placed a finger on her mouth, asking her to keep quiet.

Without a word, Lola stepped aside, telling her Mathilda was at the dining table. ”...follow me,” she said, smiling, and already feeling teary.

At this time, Mathilda had no idea who was actually visiting. If there were any visitors during this time of day, it was one of her supervisors, usually Jun or Silvia, though the latter was in another territory at this time.

She just continued eating her breakfast, wondering what was taking Lola so long. When she heard hurried footsteps enter the living room though, she couldn’t help but feel a bit puzzled.

That was until the voice she had been dreaming of echoed in the room.

”Mom!”

Mathilda flinched, turning her head slowly, afraid the image would sweep away like an illusion if she turned too quickly.

”MOM!” the girl repeated, heading towards her with stretched arms.

The old woman gasped and stood abruptly, causing the chair to fall on the floor. ”Gwen!! Ohmy baby—”

Mathilda’s tears flowed, and Gwen—who had not cried for years—finally let go of hers.

…

Mathilda filed for leave and asked Jun to take care of the office for the day, telling them that her daughter had arrived.

The latter replied with a heartfelt ’congratulations’ and that she could take a week leave and they’d be fine.

”Are you telling me to retire?” She jokingly asked. Jun just laughed, saying she should rest now because she’d be working for a hundred more years.

The mother-and-daughter were left alone in the house, with them sitting comfortably on the couch with tea and snacks made by Lola and Yana before they left for their respective jobs.

Their jobs had to do with Althea’s greenhouses for the most part, though because that didn’t require their entire day, they usually had a part-time job of caring for the twins as well.

Anyway, the mother-and-daughter pair entered their own world, chattering endlessly.

Mathilda started with how she had it very good, finding Alterra a few days after the Migration. Gwen recounted her adventures with hers and the various territories she had been through. She also told her about her pets.

”Cats?”

”Yes, they’re lounging in the team’s house. I’ll bring them here later.”

”Aren’t you living here?”

She blushed and cleared her throat. ”I’m a grown woman. I want my own space.”

Mathilda’s eyebrows rose, reaching a dawn of understanding. ”Who’s the lucky guy?”

Although Gwen dated a lot before, none of them were serious and had gone past one or two coffee dates. Look at this now…

The question turned the topic into giggly territory, and the mother and daughter laughed and talked as if they were still carefree in Terran. She told him of his name, and she was relieved to know the man also knew Gill.

Speaking of Gill, the increasingly emotional Mathilda couldn’t help but sigh. ”It would be great if Gill was here,” she said, patting her daughter’s head.

However, she didn’t dare show dissatisfaction at all. Instead, she hugged her daughter tightly, feeling incredibly blessed.

”How lucky is our family…”