After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 227

Chapter 227: Military Might
Back to Altera, Althea was going around handling her industries, preparing as much as she could before the hundreds, if not thousands, of people arrived.

She had already planned for the expansion of the factories, as well as scheduled the hiring of more labor force. She also scheduled a lot more factories for the various new needs of the territory.

For instance, there would come a time when Lenny’s workshop could no longer fit in the fabric factory. This would be especially true when the commercial space she got for her was opened.

As such, a factory would be dedicated to Lenny. They would be focusing on more common clothing and undergarments, and the rest of that market would be left to the citizens.

In terms of residences, the current dormitories and residences would be able to swallow the newcomers. However, she did have to prepare well for the inevitable future expansion of the residential areas. Anyway, the land after the upgrade would increase by folds, but she didn’t know exactly how it would change after that.

The NPCs mentioned that the expansion of the territory sometimes was not straightforwardly radiant, some were elongated, so she didn’t stress on the premature planning because of this.

There were also other aspects that needed to be perfected, like policies that would be applicable to tens of thousands of population. For instance, traffic. Another, security.

The more people there were, the more bad apples there would be. This was an inevitable fact she needed to address.

Speaking of this, she decided to look at the loyalties of her citizens, in case she already had a bad apple around.

She looked at the Citizens tab for the first time since the monster mob. She found the lowest loyalties for now was 50%.

“Hm. Not bad.” She said, and this meant she was still relatively problem-free in this area. For now, anyway.

She looked at the other stats as well and, to her surprise, she found that there were also more and more people who triggered Life Occupations.

There were more woodworkers, farmers, and builders. Dozens of them.

It could be said that the peacefulness and prosperity of the territory inspired and gave time to a lot of people, allowing them to trigger these occupations that otherwise would have taken much longer.

Anyway, this would allow her territory to be built faster, a necessity for her Territory that wished to develop as much as possible before they faced the dangerous world outside.

Above all of these, of course, she knew that one of the first things she had developed well was the military force.

Fortunately, even with her lack of talent in the area, the people assigned to this aspect were all very responsible, knowledgeable, and passionate about their job.

There were also more Fighting Occupations like swordsmen, shieldsmen, spearmen, and archers.

People with these occupations had received some skills, a few more than others. For example, Helios and Hugo received three skills each as soon as they activated their professions, while some only had one.

Regardless of whether it was one or three skills, however, she had no doubt that the training hall had a great contribution to this. After all, the monsters outside had become relatively weaker to them, triggering fighting occupations that needed life-and-death experiences. The Training Hall somewhat managed to fill up this gap, to a certain degree.

The countdown to the end of the protection period had begun, and what were all these riches and conveniences if they couldn’t protect it?

On the contrary, it would become a favorite target of more powerful territories instead.

Although she would only be against village-level territories, the indigenous villages of this world had average levels of about 10 or so. This was twice what their own level forecast was!

Now that their level started to stagnate at an average level of 5, Althea had no choice but to develop weaponry and defense even more.

Although Drake and Rowan weren’t here at this time, they had made sure everything was in order. So, their policies were strictly followed by the more than 100 of the remaining guards.

She watched as the barracks used a mixture of training methods from Xeno and from Terran, each of which complemented the other.

Speaking of methodology and technique, Drake and Rowan were also surprisingly compatible with each other.

Drake trained the guards’ physical and reaction times, while Rowan trained a more subtle quality—something he called spirituality—that was supposed to solidify the foundation of Elementalists.

It was a very subtle technique that was incredibly difficult to understand if one hadn’t awakened yet, but not entirely impossible to practice. It was like meditation, but more yearning for an outside force.

Althea had tried it and although she hadn’t awakened yet, her instinct told her the exercise was useful.

She and the others in her team made it a point to turn this spirituality training into a habit, done at least an hour every day. Perhaps, this would solidify their foundation, and make it easier for them to practice the elements when the time came.

Returning to the present, she walked down to the training ground, joining the hardworking men. “How are you?”

“Miss Altea!” The guards greeted the ‘elder’ warmly. Their looks were with traces of affection and with massive amounts of admiration.

This was a strong woman who was responsible for why their stomachs were always filled and satisfied—the woman who had affected their current lifestyles the most.

Nobody said it out loud, but everyone who knew her achievements knew she was pivotal in the development of this territory.

It was Reno, Drake’s right-hand man, who stood forward to answer her question.

“The lowest level of the guards is level 3, Ms. Althea, and most of them are already level 4. With the help of the training hall, the average should be at level 5 by the time the protection period ends.”

This was one of the main items for reporting to the higher-ups every few days. It was obvious how seriously they took it.

He heard the elders jointly requested to increase the free benefit time of the training hall to their guard team for this purpose.

“What about combat capability?”

“A level 3 can now take on a level 3 monster, one on one, without sustaining damage, miss Althea!”

She nodded, pretty eyes following the movements of the hardworking guards. Although the level was low compared to those villages outside, how many fighters could fight against the same leveled monsters one-on-one?

She doubted there was a lot.

“Announce it to your guards,” she said, emerald eyes not leaving her persevering guards. She ought to inspire them a bit more and pushed them a few more steps forward.

“For every upgrade to level 5, a guard is entitled to 10 kilograms of rice, a big packet of instant noodles, a big packet of biscuits, a 1-liter jar of processed meat, and 3 small jars of any condiment of their choice.”

The guards who were low-key eavesdropping nearby widened their eyes, hyped, and lost their subtlety.

They stopped whatever they were doing and stared, making sure what she said would really be implemented.

This was big! That amount of food was more than enough to feed a big person for a month!

The beautiful elder was so generous!

“I’m expecting more level 5s soon.” She said with a smile, and the guards almost saluted.

“Yes, miss! Thank you!”

If there was something that measured her personal prestige, her already high value would’ve skyrocketed even more.