After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 1119

Chapter 1119: Level 3 Training Hall (Part 1)
A/N: *squeezes in* Have you left a review yet? lolool. 1

Happy February btw! I was planning on changing the cover to AltheaxGaran, but decided to change covers quarterly so moved that to March keke

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Now that the farms and Training Halls were done, it was time to consider the special buildings they’d build.

She would need to discuss with the Elders about which building they’d take. She had her own ideas of course but she wasn’t arrogant to believe she would choose the best choice every time.

However, the cleanup and the handling of more than ten thousand prisoners of war (among other cleanup tasks) would take at least a day. People needed to rest, too, so she decided to put that for later.

Anyway, a line quickly formed outside the Hall, though they comprised mostly of citizens who were just inside the territory or just by the battlements. Everyone else was, understandably, too tired.

Althea stared at the queue, pondering whether she’d join in now or wait until later. She was a bit tired from the war, but her health was still full, with only her mana and spirit consumed—with the former almost entirely so.

Granted, if she decided to fight now, she probably wouldn’t be able to use too many skills due to the lack of mana (even if she was chewing mana cookies at this time), but it felt odd to just come out of such a large war with full health.

Was she a masochist? Who knew.

“Would you like to see?” A low baritone voice—one that could weaken women’s legs— sounded next to her.

She blinked and looked at the side to see her husband there. He was really handsome and had a strong presence. The people around naturally made way for him as if by instinct.

She smiled, taking his hand. “Well, I’m thinking about it,” she said. “How did the cleanup go?”

“On track,” he said. “The ‘slaves’ and prisoners of war are also lining up for their oaths.”

At this, some people nearby couldn’t help but ask.

“Will some of them be freed?” Many looked concerned about this, and understandably so.

Garan thought for a while. “Since they’re all technically war enemies and not rescued, the default status they could get was to be Prisoners of War— regardless of whether they were enslaved by Resso, allied, or its citizens. They would just vary the amount of atonement points they could get.

“Mathilda’s team would be the ones to judge how much atonement points would be attached to them, and we’d just have to trust in their assessment.”

One of the systems the Elder group decided on with regard to the ‘slaves’ was a sort of tier system. After they cleared out the atonement points, only then would they be able to earn their own money to buy their own freedom from the system.

If they came from prisoner of war status then even if they weren’t slaves to the system—like thousands of their current new captures—they’d still pay 5 Gold, though that’d head straight to Alterra’s treasury instead of the System.

Anyway, that’d take a long while and it was pointless to think too much about it.

For now… they’d check out the training hall.

When the people saw they were lining up, the two of them were practically pushed forward so they were among the first to try it out. They didn’t reject their kindness and entered after saying words of thanks.

The overall area the Training Hall took was about the same as it was when it was at Level 2. However, it was taller and the structure reflected that and had thicker columns.

It was just that—visually—the ceiling height was about the same. How would Level 30 monsters properly in 3-meter height rooms? Would humans just have the advantage of being smaller?

The hallway though was slightly wider than before. She blinked, eyebrows furrowing a bit. Would the rooms have decreased in size then?

However, when they entered one of the team rooms, they quickly realized it was the wrong assumption.

The room was much larger than before! Maybe two or three times larger than the previous rooms!

The ceiling height was also increased to about 4 or 5 meters!

How?

Did the place also have space-folding magic?

In that case, then that cost was really cheap!

Garan also seemed similarly impressed, blankly closing the door behind them. As the door shut closed, they both received similar notifications in their systems.

[Welcome to the Training Hall, Team Room! Please choose the level of training you wish to experience!

Level 1-5 – Cost: 25 contribution/hour/person

Level 6-10 – Cost: 50 contribution/hour/person

Level 11-15 – Cost: 100 contribution/hour/person

Level 15-20 – Cost: 200 contribution/hour/person

Level 21-25 – Cost: 300 contribution/hour/person

Level 26-30 – Cost: 500 contribution/hour/person

Note: The temporary discount set by the management applies.]

Garan’s eyebrows rose as he looked at her. Although these points seemed small compared to how they charged when the Hall was new, it actually wasn’t the case.

After all, they had long adjusted the value of a single contribution point. Before, one could get 500 contribution points by fighting a couple of monsters.

However, the stronger monsters that were much more difficult to handle didn’t necessarily give the proportional amount of experience—and none at all if the level differences were too wide. The points taken from those also varied now and were no longer 1:1 points-to-copper exchange.

Now, a normal citizen fighting the occasional mob and with a low-paying job would get around 3000 to 4000 contribution points every month—which would take several months of saving to pay for permanent residencies.

So… 500 points for an hour of experience would comparatively feel expensive.

Seeing his reaction, Althea smiled awkwardly. “The upgrade was really expensive,” she said, and then looked at him. “Should I reduce it a bit?”

Garan shook his head, gently patting hers with a smile. “Do what you think is fair.”

“People who’d need to try out those levels wouldn’t have low amounts of contribution points,” he said. “Give them something to spend it on.”

She giggled, pulling him deeper into the vast empty room.

“Now… let’s see if all that spending is worth it.”