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

He remembered the first play he had actually watched as an audience.

When he was recruited, he was really poor and couldn’t afford tickets. Not to mention, the roles given to him were ’extra’ roles in small performances in parks and other smaller venues.

They were just asked to market some stuff, like how amazing sleep was in Woodworker’s new ’Strong’ bed, or how amazing the new sauce developed by so-and-so shop was. The pay wasn’t amazing, but it was quite good, especially considering he didn’t have to risk his life for food.

When he got his paychecks he would naturally spend it on good food, decent clothing, and some more arcade time. This was why, for the first few weeks, he hadn’t actually seen a proper play yet.

It was just that his group of friends eventually got curious after hearing some workmates gush about this show, or cry about that show. By this time, everyone had managed to save up a bit for more leisure activities (as long as they toned down on their arcade addiction), so they eventually managed to see a play together.

It was the reunion story of Miss Althea and Sir Garan.

He remembered sobbing in his seat, which was embarrassing, but he realized most of the people around him were crying too, and suddenly it felt alright.

There were even fellow aborigine men crying there, and he realized he might’ve been overthinking the embarrassment caused by the job.

When the sobbing session ended, he realized he had never felt so refreshed in his entire life. It also made him long for a relationship like that, too.

Back in Yassof Village, though there were many women who expressed admiration for him, it was just that. The men they want to marry would be strong men who could protect and provide for them—of course they would.

But Landi’s talent was simply not in fighting. If he ventured out, it’d be more likely he would fall down and hit his head on a sharp rock while he ran away.

But now, in theater, he felt like he was in the right place after all. Now that he had accepted its merit, he recognized that it wasn’t an embarrassment after all.

For the first time, he had an ambition to grow so much, and it felt both stressful and exhilarating.

This admiration turned into a drive that made him take the job seriously. He showed slight improvements through time, but he knew he could do it faster if he had more experience with life… more than just going through the day.

He was even advised to date to experience love, and it happened that he grew quite fond of Bayna too—and she to him—so they started ’going out’. Experience exclusive tales on Freewebnovel

In Alterra, they learned the value of ’dating’, which was a way to get to know a person in a romantic sense without being forced to marry them. Many people were eager to get him into the dating pool, though some were a bit disappointed he chose Bayna.

Their discussion was cut when they entered the Pharmacy door. Immediately, they were greeted by a large room with a high ceiling.

The first half was just an open space with a rug, stopped by a long wooden counter that extended from one side of the room to the other. There were three luminescent-marble platforms—similar to those found in the Center—seemingly embedded into the counter, spaced a meter or so apart. People lined up in front of each one.

Behind the counters, there were dense cabinets filled with ceramic bottles. They were stacked on tall cabinets that extended to the ceilings. They were placed close together with barely any space between them. Obviously, it wasn’t designed for a person to pass.

The cabinets didn’t have any side support outside the posts either. The sight alone made a lot of people anxious.

Everyone who had gotten potions from a System Pharmacy knew that these bottles were quite thin and easy to break.

If one took it out of space, didn’t drink it immediately, and then got a little careless, it would likely break and then you could only cry.

Some Terrans called them disposable bottles, some called them Bottle of Tears.

It was why, even before they upgraded, those who got bottles from the System Pharmacy—i.e. those who went to Ferrol—still had bottles of medicine from Miss Althea’s Pharmacy. The more they had, the more reassured they would be.

Anyway, for now, there were two types of bottles they could see, placed on sets of cabinets divided along a central path.

One side had bottles with light reddish hues, with a sign underneath saying ’Healing Potion’. On the other side, there were bottles with dark blue hues, with a sign saying ’Mana Potion’.

There was no one behind the counter and they simply just had to line up until they reached the marble-like platform. When they got there, a screen would appear, asking how much they would buy.

[Would you like to purchase a 10x Healing Potion for 100 copper each? Purchase Limit: 0/10]

[Would you like to purchase 10x Mana Potion for 100 copper each? Purchase Limit: 0/10]

”This is a bit more affordable than the other places,” Bayna said, buying up to the maximum amount. Usually those cost two hundred copper—or even more if the Lord was greedy and decided to add some extra margins.

”Well, Alterra should have lower costs, especially when it came to raw materials,” Glio said, remembering the vast farmlands they had. ”And it’s also not greedy like the other places.

They smiled, feeling happy that they had found such a nice place, each one buying as much as they could. It made them hyped up for their weekly clearing/training sessions.

Led by Ladron, he went out of the Pharmacy with a particular energy in him. He was heading straight to the gates, and the rest of his team followed closely after him. ”Now, it’s time for us to deal with some mobs.”