After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 1020

Chapter 1020: Expanding Networks

Inside one of the Gold family’s guest rooms, the entire younger generation stood outside as they waited for the healer to handle Helios.

Obi sighed. “He just went out for a couple of minutes and he already got into a scuffle,” he said, shaking his head. “Is he really a guard?”

Olga rolled her eyes. “He was saving a woman,” she said, pointing at the girl who was sitting by the bed, never taking her eyes off the man on the bed.

Obi did not get her point. “He just landed level 10, what’s he doing fighting against level 30s?”

“Don’t mock him,” she said. “We never know how you’ll act when you fall in love.”

Obi made a disgusted face and it made Olga want to punch him.

The younger Gold was fairly certain he would never understand such stupidity, and he wouldn’t want to either. Olga faintly felt the need to curse him with a stupid love line, but she was the big sister so she didn’t do so.

Anyway, the healer finished about half an hour later, asking them to buy some healing potions as well.

“He should be fine,” the healer said. “He just needs another day of rest and he’ll be able to stand up as normal.”

“Thank you,” Olga said. She then asked him to treat Sahara’s two servants and the mercenaries. She then paid the treatment fee after everything.

A single visit cost several golds for each patient, and even more so for Helios who was seriously injured.

The healing fee cost about a dozen gold, which was easily a commoner’s earnings for one or two months.

Anyway, the healer happily left and Obi sneered as his eyes followed his tracks. He remembered how Alterra’s hospital was, and how even common people could ask for their help.

“Before, I thought the healers charged fairly, but after going to Alterra…”

Otto shook his head. “Don’t compare everything there. They had an effective system that allowed them to charge so low and still keep a profit. If you keep comparing, you’d just feel annoyed.”

It was still a skill issue in the end. Even if a healer had a kind heart, they would never be able to charge the same as Alterra in a place like Bleuelle. It’d be too difficult to live here if they did so.

Alterra, on the other hand, had a fair economy that would allow anyone to live decently, allowing them to have the capital to be ‘kind’ as well. This strength was also one of the root causes of why so many unusual professions could do well in Alterra but would not survive elsewhere.

Obi shrugged and they all turned to the patient. He was now in stable condition, so they could finally go away and do their own thing. The boys, in particular, left the girls behind though they were greeted by three mercenaries outside.

Enok and the others greeted them and thanked them for their help, offering to pay for their own treatment. The Golds refused and the Mercenaries simply left their name cards to them, so they could be contacted easily via the Post Offices.

Name cards were just simple parchments that included a person’s information, including their full name and their residencies. In order to make sure the Post office wouldn’t erroneously send their letters to someone of the same name, more information like age and profession were added as well.

For now, there was no established system that would guarantee the letter would be released to the right person if they had someone with similar names and conditions, but the chances were small anyway so it didn’t matter to most.

However, Mercenaries had a more sensitive profession so most of them did have Name Cards to avoid confusion and potentially losing clients or important possibly life-altering information.

In any case, after a bit of small talk, the mercenaries excused themselves. They knew that they could not extend their stay without losing favor from this big connection, and they simply asked them where Helios could find them after he recovered.

Hopefully, he wouldn’t take too long because extending a mercenary mission would also have a cost. Heck, in most cases, they would charge their pain to the client as well.

But… looking at how kindly Bleuelle City’s top family was looking at them, they knew their rescue of Helios was worth it.

…

Back in the room, Olga sat next to Sahara, wanting to know more about all this drama.

“Thank you for everything,” the younger woman said. “I’ll pay back for all of them…”

“It’s fine, it’s just a few gold,” Olga said, waving her hand. Instead, she was more interested in talking. “So… mind telling me what this is about?” she asked, sitting down on a chair.

Olga was a woman who loved to gossip—as most were— particularly when they were harmless.

Sahara blushed a bit and couldn’t look at her or at the patient. “I… we met once.”

“Hmn, he did mention that,” Olga said, smiling slyly. “He sure did a lot for someone he met only once.”

It was here that she realized that the Golds knew this man, as well. Sahara had wondered why they were being so helpful to her, but she was too worried for the man to think too deeply.

“You know him?” she asked, back straightening a bit. “Who is he?”

“You don’t know him?” Olga retorted, making Sahara look down in embarrassment.

“Well, he’s an acquaintance of ours,” she said with a teasing smile. “He’s from a village, though.”

Sahara nodded, unsurprised. At his age, being a level 10 could only mean he was from a village.

She wasn’t quite certain how to feel about that. After all, her emotions dwarved in front of her duty and she doubted a low-leveled man from a village would be of any help to her or her town.

Sahara would have never imagined that thinking this way would hurt so much, however.

Olga looked at her, having an instinct about what she was wondering about. “Actually, if you’re looking for a place that could help your town, it is his.”

Sahara’s eyebrows rose. “What?”

Olga smiled. “Trust me on this,” she said, looking at the man on the bed. “This man… would be able to save you more than you think.”