After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 1043

Chapter 1043: Ansel’s Proposal

A couple of months after the Migration, the lives of Alterrans had completely stabilized.

For now, there could be no immediate threat of wars or of beast mobs that they would not be able to handle. If the level of the adversaries remained as it was, then their next mobs or wars might not even have casualties.

It even gave Althea time and energy to improve the two satellites.

After she got back, she and the architectural team had made plans on how to improve the two villages.

They would be adding better roads, parks, amenities, and the like. Some could be done via the system, and these could be implemented immediately. The others would need some time.

They would be designed in consideration to improve the lifestyle of the people there, and also to handle the tourism that’d come.

They’d be done in phases and the budget would come strictly from the satellite’s earnings alone so it’d take time, but it felt great to have a plan.

Speaking of this, Alterra was stable, but the other two—especially Iron Mountains—still needed a lot of time, which was why she wanted to improve its infrastructure first.

There was still the looming threat of Guia’s former masters. Although she didn’t know why they hadn’t made a move yet, they might be doing so soon enough.

Unlike Alterra, most of the population there (for now) were aborigines. They couldn’t force everyone to make oaths of non-betrayal—it was something that went against the common sense here, because people could just leave if they didn’t like it there.

Basically, aborigines had the default of being averse to loyalty, which was understandable because this place was really just extremely unstable. If anything endangered their lives, they’d be more likely to bolt than to risk their lives to defend a place.

There was also a cost involved and not everyone was willing to shoulder that—especially when the population came in tens of thousands.

The only ones they required oaths from—in all three territories—were either the slaves they were freeing (at their costs) or those working directly under them. This was already a huge amount of cost, and wasn’t something other territories even thought of doing.

What they did in Iron Mountains was to improve the reporting system and add rewards, though more in the form of actual money instead of contribution points.

Unlike Terrans, the concept was a bit alien to the locals so many of them still couldn’t understand it well. In their minds, the proper rewards was still hard money.

The equivalent in money was naturally much lower to encourage the use of contribution points, of course. Eventually, the advantages would catch up, and those people would realize which was the better option.

She was even setting up the Alterrra Shop as a contribution-points only shop, which would eventually force those people to accept it. As for the foreigners going there specifically for the Alterra Shop, then they’d just have to stay a bit longer and contribute.

As for Limestone Valley, Henry was doing well already and there were a few things to worry about there. Eventually, it’d run as smoothly as Alterra (at least to some degree) which was already good enough.

Of course, she and the others also made sure their people didn’t get complacent. Having the skill and power to have no losses and still having them because of carelessness would be infinitely more painful to the people involved.

Fortunately, after so many months, people had already formed the habit of training, at least every couple of days. If they missed their routine, chances were: they’d be uncomfortable—much like how a health buff would feel incredibly discomfited when he missed an exercise day.

Anyway, one peaceful day like any other, Ansel went to Althea while she was in her office at the Research Center.

He looked a bit like a puppydog.

Althea had no doubt he was there to ask for a favor.

“What is it?”

“So… everything in Alterra is already working well, like efficient cogs to a wonderful machine.

“You already provided people with the basic needs. Although a lot of the conveniences are still being done, the basics are already there—”

“Get to the point,” she said. She happened to be reading some interesting findings from the chemistry department at this time. She wanted to get back to it.

Ansel cleared his throat. “People will start looking for spiritual needs now.”

Her eyebrows rose and she stared at him. Did he find a deity to worship or something?

“Spiritually as in those that would improve a person’s mental well-being!” he added.

“This might not be the case with the natives, but we’re Terrans. We have a lifestyle that we’re used to!” he said. “I… want to improve the entertainment industry!”

Ansel’s goal was to be able to provide entertainment unmatched in this world! Not only would Alterra become the Food Capital and the Innovation Capital—it would also be the Entertainment Capital!

Ansel had reserved a few commercial units, one in each avenue, and another one along Market Street. He had also started an Entertainment Company with Fable, but he still needed a bit more investment to reach the scale they wanted.

For now, all they could do was organize events and make little shows. Although he was rich and he had a rich sister, he wanted the company to be self-sustaining soon.

“Don’t you want to invest in your little brother?” He asked, and smiled when she seemed to ponder about it.

“There are places I’m interested in and I hope you can allow me to rent them out.”

He had been eyeing one of the two other buildings next to the supermarket as an entertainment area. He then started hinting at them. “Those are great places with good traffic!” There was the issue of zoning, but still—

Without thinking, Althea shook her head. For a moment, Ansel thought he was rejected. “No, we need those buildings for other things,” she told him, and his shoulder slumped.

He didn’t stay sad for long though—

“I’ll make a separate entertainment street for you.”

Ansel gaped. “…what?”

An entertainment… street?!

He would have a whole street to develop!? Just like that?

This was the feeling of a rich kid being spoiled by filthy rich parents right?