After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 404

Chapter 404: Spa
“Miss Juni!” The receptionist greeted with admiring eyes, “We’ve been waiting for you~”

The woman chuckled—effortlessly charming—at the cuteness of the receptionist.

“Of course, I wouldn’t miss my weekly sessions here for the world,” the beautiful woman said, just as her auburn eyes turned to the other two eye-catching women in front of the counter.

She heard that there were beautiful colorful aborigines that arrived with Gill’s party. Juni was quite curious about that other side of the world.

“Hello,” she said with a smile, “You must be the new visitors.”

The two nodded, looking at the slightly smaller woman. “Hello, yes, we have just arrived yesterday.”

The woman looked at them warmly, “My name is Juni, and I often come here, would you like me to guide you?”

She had seen Lulu relaxing in the lobby area and knew guided tours would just wait for them outside.

The women were a little surprised, but they had seen how welcoming the people here were, so they quickly adjusted. “Yes, that would be nice, thank you.”

The three women smiled at each other (blinding everyone around, thinking they entered heaven) before taking their specific token.

They were handed some sort of wooden bracelet of the same color (as Juni chose the same package as they did), and Juni led them to enter the reddish (note: pinkish shade) arch on the right.

As they walked, beauty-loving Vanessa couldn’t help but admire the token. It was intricately designed and she knew other packages had different appearances and it made her want to see all of them to see the differences.

Juni saw this and kindly explained. “These are indicators of areas you can access,” she said, “Attendants are trained to see them at a glance, especially if they are fake.”

“Someone had done this before?”

“Oh no, not yet. I imagine it would happen eventually though,” she said, imagining someone purchasing the most basic package and taking out a fake upgrade in between.

Their Terrans could be ingenious, but they sometimes use it for some scandalous things.

However, the people behind the bathhouse had foresight and would definitely minimize such loopholes.

Anyway, they soon reached the carved door and entered. “This is the locker and changing rooms,” Juni said, motioning for them to enter.

It was an elongated room with cabinets on both sides. There were three layers of cabinets, with the highest just comfortable enough for an average-height woman to reach.

“Welcome!” An attendant greeted them with a smile. She was wearing a green uniform, a two-piece set with a fitted skirt.

In every room, there was one attendant wearing a different colored uniform from the staff in front.

The attendant here guided them to their designated lockers and handed them some soft cloth they now knew to be called Cotton towels.

There was no such feature in the bathhouses they had been to. After all, everyone had a space, and they simply took off their clothing and took a dip in the pools.

This was probably an option for those who didn’t bring toiletries in their spaces, or didn’t have the space to do so.

Of course, the lockers were completely optional and were given in case they brought or were wearing a lot of things that wouldn’t fit in the space anymore.

The women happened to not have such things in their space, as that was in their maid’s space. The maids had not yet arrived and they didn’t want to wait for them, also to give them space to relax without having to care for their masters.

Anyway, it was just right for them to use everything the place had to offer for a full experience.

The three women took off their clothing and wore the comfy bathrobe, passing by a long corridor with an oddly placed standing place that extended the entire wall of that hallway.

Veronica couldn’t help but step into the space, approximating it to be a yard in depth.

“What is this area for?” She asked. The hallway was definitely wide enough for two-way foot traffic.

Juni recalled the usual layout of spas back in Terran. “I suppose when mirrors are available, they would also place some here.”

“Mirrors?”

“A surface that reflects you, like water.”

“Hmm, like the copper mirrors that we have.”

“Oh, yes.”

Juni was familiar with that they were probably talking about those metallic reflective surfaces that were full of imperfections and gave unclear reflections. However, Juni didn’t know much about the technicalities so she didn’t explain the difference of what she was referring to.

“Well, you’ll see when it’s out,” she just said, and they continued on their way. Soon they got past the long hallway, entering the main bathhouse through another curtained archway.

Like the outside, the interior of the bathhouse was heavily customized. Not only in appearance but also in function.

The women, now wearing very comfortable cotton bathrobes with towels in hand, entered an intricately carved stone archway.

The surfaces had carvings of flowers and vines, and its sides were adorned with potted plants. It was all very beautiful.

They soon entered the vast chamber resplendent with mosaic tile floors, and they were in awe.

Looking closely, these mosaics told of stories, some tragic, but most of which were hopeful. “They are stories about heroism Altera saw,” she said, pointing at one of the paintings near the entrance. It was quite small, only a palm in width, but very visible if one stood close enough.

It showed off a young lad fighting back-to-back with another. It was all pixelated and abstract, but people passed stories around for them to know some of them. “That is the story of George Yu. He saved his roommates and others, before succumbing to his death.”

Above eye level, there were also fenestrations lined with translucent surfaces. It used a material unfamiliar to them, but they saw everywhere in Altera.

In their hometowns, windows were either covered with wooden shutters or treated animal hides which, while allowed for some light, was not nearly as uniform or as translucent as this material.

Cities used a special translucent Papyrus that allowed light inside. It was much thinner than the material they used here though, and had to be replaced after storms.

Anyway, these translucent surfaces allowed for a lot of natural lighting to enter. Combined with the torches on the side, it added a special quaintness to the entire space.

There were also pools of various sizes and shapes. In the bathhouses they had been to, there was only one pool per type. Two for two differing temperatures of hot, two for cold, and one for lukewarm.

Here, each ‘type’ had several sub-areas. There was a main pool, but there were also alcoves with smaller pools for a more intimate experience.

There were also medium-sized pools for small groups, and several unique furnitures in between. The dried spaces integrated seamlessly with the pools, where the women could go out and lounge, chatting about their lives, work, and men.

The air was also infused with delicate fragrances, many of which they couldn’t pinpoint but loved anyway. Even before entering the water, their bodies were already relaxed because of this.

Overall, the entire space was not only a testament to opulence, but was also a haven of tranquillity and revitalization.

And the women loved it very much.