After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 386

Chapter 386: Sports and Leisure (Part 2)
Ansel straightened his back, adopting somewhat of a professional pose (as sitting on the floor with crossed legs could look, anyway).

“People have entered habits now: Go to work, train, make money. Risking their lives outside had been normalized. Although we don’t scream or complain much anymore, it didn’t mean people aren’t bottling things up.” He told her, scooting over to pander more effectively. “They are starting to need a few more… outlets.”

“I’m talking more than landscaping,” he added. “Gardens are cool and all, but we’re an energetic bunch now—we had to.

“Not to mention, there are more and more reports of spats. Maybe we should build an arena of sorts?”

He was not even exaggerating. The more people there were, the more disagreement there would be. Combined with the stressful environment, scuffles were inevitable.

The territory automatically sent yellow cards to people who fought to hurt others outside the barracks, so how would these people vent?

Althea might never understand this aspect of men. “Why don’t they just express anger on the monsters outside?”

“It’s more likely they’ll go out and attack each other there,” Ansel said. “A number of manly men were rushed to the health center the past few days because of this, you know?”

“Really?”

“Of course, I’m thankful you have Mathilda and her team there because I guarantee—the fights would have been 10 times worse.” At the very least, a lot of fights and bitterness had been dispersed by the team.

Mathilda also had a very useful skill to calm people a certain distance from her, enough for logical talk. It was an active skill which was good because there were times when Mathilda would want the person talking to lose their cool. For instance, during some negotiations.

In fact, he may or may not have sweet-talked the mother figure to tell him this active skill could do the opposite effect—that was: To agitate the people around. He was very curious when that’d be needed.

“But… they could only do so much—you didn’t notice Mathilda’s hair was regaining some of the white hair she lost during her upgrades, did you? Not to mention, our population is getting bigger.”

He looked at his sister very seriously, “Have mercy on our peacemakers, they’d lose lifespans in this world where it should’ve been longer.”

Ansel took his little pudgy ball of niece into his arms to play with. The baby happily made bubbles with saliva. She drooled all over Ansel’s long sleeve shirt (Alteran product) and the man only laughed in cuteness.

“My niece is so cute!” He uttered, poking her chubby cheeks.

“Mwajhwama!”

“Hmmm… yes, your uncle is indeed the coolest.”

Althea smiled and just held her baby son, who was busy… slobbering on his toy.

“…”

Althea’s lips twitched before turning her attention back to Ansel while taking away the toy from the baby’s toothless mouth.

“We can make a fighting arena, but there should be better alternatives, like sports.”

More than venting, sports had historically given way to more unity as well.

Although there would be rivalry, there would be a lot less bitterness in the end—whether it was winners or losers.

Although she never truly understood what the excitement was all about, she had seen its effect very closely. Particularly to her own brother and her best friend.

Although they were often at each other’s throats, it was during these events that she felt them closer together than ever.

“In fact, I think we should focus on the sports, with the arena being an addition.”

Ansel’s eyes brightened. He nodded wildly at this. It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought of it, but he wanted to go one at a time. At this point, arenas were better to have because people had too much violent energy to vent out. It also had some training aspect to it, too.

Fortunately, his sister was awesome as always.

He watched as Althea looked at the space in front of her, and Ansel knew it was likely the territory map.

Althea was indeed studying the map. Her territory was now much, much, larger than before, not just 4 times.

What doubled during upgrades was not the area, but the diameter, which gave her huge amounts of space.

However, she always had a bias towards greeneries—whether it was due to her profession, her passion, her childhood, or whatever else—she always wanted to increase the ratio of softscape to hardscape even more.

For instance, even come the time when the territory would fully develop, she wanted the open spaces and the greens to comprise half of the land. It was why she was so obsessed with building vertically—assumming she could consider everything safely—no matter what nature threw at them.

Safety was specially a concern since anything higher than 4 levels would mostly be manual construction.

Anyway, back to the open areas, she marked the sports developments to be done by the construction team in the future.

For the fighting arena, she decided to place them near the Training Hall and the barracks. She allocated about 3000 square meters in total to the area.

She decided to designate 2 small arenas of about 200 square meters each and a bigger one with 1000 square or so in the area. They were arranged in a way the large arena was on one side and the smaller ones were side-by-side at a sufficient distance from it.

Surrounding the arenas would be the benches that should be able to seat a few thousand people comfortably, and more if they were jam-packed.

It was too large for her current population, but she didn’t want to expand again when the territory became a town, so this was just right.

She would also specially outfit the 1000 sqm arena of about 30x30m dimensions to be capable of handling large fights using elements. They would awaken elements and skills, after all, and they also want to accommodate fights between small teams. Small arenas were for basic scuffles.

Anyway, if people needed to vent, Fist was still key. Apparently.

She would really never understand men.