After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 370

Chapter 370: Other Products! (Part 2)
And finally, the smallest—but most intimate—section of their stall was the toy and paraphernalia store led by Luis.

Most of the clients, naturally, were kids.

Although levels of aborigines were higher, especially in cities, people generally started to ‘fight outside the walls’ after the age of 12. So the children they saw now were all in their level 1s or, at most, 2s, a consistent level among children unless they came from those big families.

This meant that the laughter and smiles were genuinely from children. What was even lovelier was that there were children who had trained early, but they were pulled back to what acting genuinely like a child by their products.

It gave this stall much more meaning.

Furthermore, everything looked so fun that a lot of grown men and women acted like they were children as well.

Anyway, this booth could be said to be the most unique. In normal terms, they would also be seen as useless, but Luis and the others were very good salespeople.

“Don’t you know? Wise men—like our Elves—said that relaxation is part of productivity! Not getting rest and fun will just make you weak!”

“Really?”

“Really.”

And then they proceeded to introduce the products, which really did entice the interest of anyone around.

Baron’s company was composed of many many interesting people.

There was someone who worked in a toy store back in Terran, and there was also someone who was a retired toy designer.

They had a whole department (in Baron’s company) for themselves. They recreated games like Jenga, chess, snakes-and-ladders (aptly named kongworms-and-stumps for Xeno locals), and spinning tops. They were decorative and entertaining and when demoed, it amazed many children… and grown adults (though they tried to hide it).

There were also toys like swing horses for smaller kids, and the sweet mothers asked their husbands to buy them for the children.

For the little girls, there were wooden dolls with jointed limbs, stuffed toys, and even marionettes.

Although girls had lower status in this world, children were loved universally, especially before they came of age, and were expected to perform their roles.

For instance, there were plenty of little girls looking at their fathers and mothers, begging to buy them a toy or two, which a lot did get in the end.

“Wow! So fluffy!” A little girl yelled grabbing a stuffed toy and fondly touched its mane. Her heart felt comfort just hugging it. She loved it so much!

The girl’s mother also found it very cute and turned to ask Luis. “What animal is this?”

“That’s called a lion.” Luis said with a smile, “It’s a… fantasy creature.” He added. “We don’t want the kids approaching monsters outside thinking they’re friends!”

“Oh right, very true!”

There were also little boys fascinated with the wooden toys. There was a miniature warrior and they manipulated it to swing his sword. They even mumbled out sound effects, like Terran boys would with their action figures. Very cute.

Toy swords and shields were also sold. It wasn’t that they weren’t being made already by Aborigine businessmen, but they were never done with intricacies.

“It will train your little kids for the world outside! While having fun!”

“We will also have a custom service for toy swords as well!”

Safe to say that even the more common toy weapons also sold out.

…

On another side of the stall, other types of toys were being sold.

“Oh? What is this?” A teen asked, pointed at weird-shaped pieces of flat wood, and there were carving and a bit of color on them.

“It’s called a puzzle! You just assemble them like this, and you will see the final picture when it’s complete!”

“This is so amazing…”

“How novel…”

Other than these, there were puzzle boxes that fascinated teens and young adults, and there were whistles and flutes that fascinated everyone.

“Wow, what’s that noise!”

“It sounds lovely though?”

“Hmm… you just blow?”

“Oh, I know this! I’ve seen this in cities!”

“Good for you for seeing cities.”

“Hehe,” one visitor said, “Anyway, these are really expensive in there!”

What was more, these were much more elaborate and had fuller sounds.

Then he saw the price of the offerings here and flinched. So cheap! But as a businessman, he would naturally not show it on his face.

He cleared his throat and looked at Thorance, who was manning the booth with Luis. “I’ll buy ten!” Then he’ll sell in cities!

“We can only sell 1 per person, sorry.”

“Eh?”

“It’s so more people could buy it.”

The man frowned but he hadn’t even opened his mouth when people nearby poked at him. “We want one too! Don’t hoard it!”

“Yeah! Stop being selfish!”

The man’s eyes twitched and had no choice but to succumb.

Anyway, regardless of which section, the place was extremely lively, especially with children’s (and children-at-heart’s) laughters.

The interactiveness of the booth was very popular and it just attracted more and more people to all three booths. It was still full of activity when the other two areas had closed due to stocks running out.

Luis’ booth stayed because it took a while for people to buy, as they loved the space too much to move out.

Regardless of which booth though, it was estimated that the people who managed to buy would be trendsetters.

All in all, the profits today were massive.

While the Terrans were grinning, the customers were also very happy with their new buy. As they walked out though, they couldn’t help but turn back, not only to look at the booth and the people, but also… at the sign.

They couldn’t help but give the large signage a second look—wanting to remember the shop name for next time.

“Altera?” Someone voiced out and Sammy, who happened to be nearby, twinkled as if he had been waiting for someone to ask (note: he was).

It was just that the people had been so immersed with the novelty and awesomeness that they forgot to ask. The soldiers were also so busy with all the activities that they, too, forgot to introduce themselves.

Fortunately, someone did ask in the end, otherwise they’d be scratching their heads of stupidity when they remembered the issue later in the night.

Sammy looked at the very curious faces of their customers and grinned.

“Yes! It’s our territory!” He said with his chest puffed out. “Altera: Proud, Prosperous, and Strong!”

This was the first of the many waves that the name would cause, and later—in retrospect—they would be proud to be a part of it.