After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 325

Chapter 325: Questions
The group happily went to the market and ordered everything they could get their hands on.

They ate french fries, rice cakes, rice with monster meat, etc. It had to be noted that the offerings were mostly rice and potato-based food, which was just what they needed!

It didn’t bother them that they were green or blue or red. Even if it was rainbow-colored, they’d eat it!

“They’re building a kiln, and soon we’ll offer bread as well!” The vendor couldn’t help but announce proudly.

“That’s amazing!”

Some time later, they then went to the barbeque stall next to it. They had thought that it probably wasn’t anything too special, considering they already had the boss’ sauce.

But then they saw the array of available sauces and they couldn’t help but gape.

“Soy sauce?” Mao uttered, and Luis echoed beside him.

“Vinegar?”

The soldiers looked at each other, shocked at the choices, then they were fired up, decidedly buying a bit of everything.

The group also ordered various meats and vegetables on skewers to gobble.

They were all consuming quite well for a while, their abbed stomachs slowly bubbling out of shape.

Of course, they really wouldn’t care about ‘shape’ right now, they cared more about how much more it could take before they couldn’t eat anymore!

It was a peaceful time for a shopping spree for a while. It was just that some time as they were walking along the street and enjoying various street foods, Gill’s hand with the skewer paused.

He sighed and, to his team’s puzzlement, he turned his head to a direction.

“How long will you keep watching?” He asked and Luis and the others blinked, not sure who he was talking to.

And then their mouths opened in shock when they saw a familiar gorgeous woman emerging from the crowd.

“Juni???!” The young soldiers and citizens gaped and looked on in admiration.

Juni only smiled at them, but her attention quickly focused on the sexy man who was looking at her impassively.

“You were eating so happily…” She said with a smile, “Can we talk?”

“Ehhhh, why??” Luis and Sammy couldn’t help but mumble. “Why would she want to talk to you?”

“I mean you’re handsome but you really can’t speak well!”

Gill massaged his throbbing temple in annoyance, swearing to train these brats hard so they didn’t sound so stupid every time they opened their mouths.

“…we used to date.”

“Whaaatttt?”

“Holy Gouji Berry—”

“What? You?!”

“What about Miss Cassandra?” Mao, as someone ‘bribed’ by Cassandra with food to hint at some of Gill’s personal details, blurted out with a frown.

He froze when he realized his gaffe and raised his hand in surrender when Gill sent him a warning glance.

The handsome soldier then turned to look at the beautiful woman for a few moments, before finally nodding.

Juni’s tense shoulder relaxed a little and she led him to one of the restaurants at a corner shop.

The group looked at the back of the former couple with complicated expressions.

Even Garan didn’t know about Gill’s love life. When Gill said that he watched too many of his ex’s dramas, Garan didn’t think he meant it like that.

Then he couldn’t help but recall the much better condition of the woman compared to the others.

Although he didn’t have an interest in anything other than Althea and his job, he had still heard some things about the deep water of the entertainment industry.

It was not hard to assume what she could’ve been doing all this time and was a bit worried for Gill.

Of course, he knew that this thought was extremely judgemental and unfair.

Not to mention, this was none of his business. At least, until it started to affect the functions of the team.

Putting the thought aside, he turned his attention back to the bustling market street as well as the people’s happy faces.

Whatever the case, it was really, truly, good to know that there were still Terran territories that were doing well…

‘I pray Althea’s living well.’

Garan entered a short daze at that time, warmly thinking about his wife.

Sandra was shopping when she saw his frozen figure. Her heart skipped a beat the moment she realized who it was.

This man was still as handsome as ever.

However, she also knew of his temperament, and approaching him now would just set herself up for embarrassment.

Not to mention, her lover had been watching her moves lately. It didn’t help that Ron and Spike told him about her alleged ‘flirting’ with other men back in Altera.

Even if she had managed to pass the blame to Ramona, the seeds of doubt had been planted, and it was getting increasingly difficult to satisfy him.

She frowned at the thought of Ron and Spike. She swore she’d deal with them someday…

But whatever dark thought was brewing in her mind though, her eyes never left Garan.

She stood there, watching, and when she saw that they moved to another stall, she also followed as subtly as she could.

She gulped, her heart beating wildly, her eyes filled with the dashing may with deep azure eyes.

Maybe… just maybe… she’d finally find a chance to climb up!

…

Sandra did not have to wait long to see a chance to approach.

“Make way! Make way!!”

A group of injured people carried three men who were dripping with blood. They watched as the severely injured people were carried to one of the commercial buildings. The sideboard indicated it was a pharmacy-slash-clinic.

The soldiers were curious. How was the medicinal capacity of this territory, they wondered. After all, it was still a village and it didn’t have a system pharmacy yet.

Without a word, they followed the crowd to observe.

Soon a pitiful group of bloodied people were either carried or guided inside the building. They looked very much in pain and very worried. However, it was worth noting that did not appear hopeless, which was very different to the refugees they had seen so far.

In contrast to those people’s dull eyes, these people were hopeful that their teammates getting treated well.

The difference between territories could be seen even from this.

“Please save them!” They exclaimed and a doctor knelt down to take a look at the wounded as his assistants stopped the bleeding for the others.

After a moment, he turned to the ambulatory members with an apologetic frown.

“We do have basic medicine for everyone, but we only have two bottles left of Bandade and Sprite…

“In their case, it can’t be diluted unless we get the premium grade.”

The team’s shoulders slumped, but they still chose the more critical people to use the remaining bottles.

The soldiers watched as the group paid tons of gold and the shop owner brought out a box of bottles, as well as other things.

It seemed that with that bunch of gold, the party not only bought the medicine but also other solutions and some so-called special gauze.

Garan and the others watched as the medicine was applied, and were surprised to see that it immediately stopped bleeding. It even closed up a bit.

“This…” Turbo’s eyes widened, surprised, but there was no one to answer his questions.

The medical personnel continued to treat the wounded guards for half an hour before they finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Someone checked their inventory and sighed even deeper, looking at his workmates. “I wonder when the martial law will be lifted. We need to stock up on supplies from Altera.”

The word immediately sent alerts to a lot of the soldiers.

Garan immediately appeared next to the nearest nurse, who happened to be a meek female. He was a meter away but his presence was overbearing. It didn’t help that he was very, very, handsome, and it had the tendency to destroy a shy girl’s heart.

“All these things came from Altera?!” he asked, his baritone voice was handsome but extremely scary.

The nurses and doctors were frightened.

Sandra who was nearby saw this as her opportunity. She began to approach, her eyes on him. Sandra was determined to replace the poor female nurse who was both adoring and scared as she looked at his face.

“Y-Yes.” The nurse said, and she couldn’t help blushing at the focus of the deep azure eyes anyone could drown in.

Garan frowned and, seeing as this one couldn’t give him the answer he needed, he turned his head to another medical professional—a male this time.

“Tell me. Please.”

Sandra’s pace hastened as she finally reached a few meters from the dashing soldier. Similarly, the male nurse had already opened his mouth to answer when a ding sounded in his head.

Or rather, an announcement popped up above every person’s head, including the visitors.

[No one is allowed to reveal anything about Altera other than the Lord. Leak at your own risk.]

The male nurse: “…”

Sandra, who had wanted to offer her help: “…”

The atmosphere stagnated. And, for some reason, it made Garan’s eyelids twitch.

He… he had a bad feeling about this.