After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 447

Chapter 447: Basset Town (Part 1)
It was late and they decided to have a rest in Basset Town instead. They would leave early the next morning.

While Honda and Olga settled down, the brothers decided to go have a bit of a drink. Not too much, of course, but just enough to push down the headache that they call their nephew.

Also, it was a way to study their surroundings by the way.

Basset Town was around halfway to Altera. It was just an average town with the standard building types: the weapon shop, armory, restaurants, houses, and the like. It had the post office that they used before, and it also had a tavern.

What was special with the tavern here compared to that of most towns was that this tavern was upgraded to the maximum level 3.

Level 1 taverns had one floor with about 3 available drinks, its raw materials would vary depending on region, but basically they were all common plants like Flute and Gouji berry.

Level 2 Taverns had two floors with 5 varieties. And level 3 had 3 floors with 10. The final levels would often use rarer and more expensive raw materials, so unless a territory had good source of these, most towns wouldn’t bother to upgrade to level 3 taverns except for maybe an added space/ floor which was usually not worth it.

Apparently, Basset Town had a decent source of raw materials, which they later found out to be among its subsidiaries. Anyway, the three of them entered the tavern and ordered the best sellers, receiving a few interested stares along the way.

After all, it was rare to find three very handsome blondes together like this. Inside, there were plenty of servicewomen who were accompanying the men, and all of them sent them blinking eyes.

Obi, like many Terran Soldiers, grew up in a masculine-filled environment. Although he had heard of a lot of talks, they said it so in a way that women didn’t really appeal to him that way.

Anyway, It was not surprising he turned out to be the romantic dunce, in stark contrast with most of his siblings.

They looked for a spot and found the lower two floors were too rowdy, so they headed to the third floor which had a much more exclusive feel. There were much fewer people here with few tables and chairs further separated by partitions.

These partitions also had some insulating properties as well. Although it wasn’t completely sound proof, it would provide enough privacy as long as the adjacent table wasn’t purposely snooping or the guest weren’t being too loud.

There was a host by the stairs to both welcome and also delineate the area. They had to pay a few extra silvers each to get an access to the top floor.

At the height of drinking time, it was also only half occupied, which was very much to their liking.

The women here were also much more high-level and graceful. They declined the offers of course, but they could see all the other tables had a few who were serving them drinks.

Among the drinks was the famous Glurgle which was a blue spirit with a cool feel. It was great for slightly warm night air.

Then there was the Crimson Horizon, which had a smooth and subtle sweetness. Finally, there was the Golda Drink with a special kick.

It was said that if you drink a cup before reaching level 20, you’d likely lose consciousness after a shot. It was also why the Golda Drink was also dubbed the ‘strength test’ because those who could handle more than 1 shot were level 20 or above.

These were all some of the best drinks this world had to offer, but none of them could compare to the Lord’s which was a totally different level altogether.

However, they were still pretty decent so the trio still enjoyed their drink.

“So you’re telling me… this is the standard of drinks in Altera?”

Oslo nodded, sipping some crimson. “The ones commoners drink are already very good. The special types are even better.”

Obi gulped, “Interesting.”

He smiled. He might have given a bottle to his father, but it was just a bottle. He definitely didn’t share with his sons. Mother would’ve guarded it with him, so they would have a drink together.

The drinks he gave them were the better quality ones from Heartbreak Tavern. Next month, he’ll try to get some of the lord’s. It wouldn’t be easy though, because even the lord’s family members didn’t get to taste it often.

As they consumed their drinks (sparsely of course), they talked about usual boy things. For example, who got the best beast car in Bleulle, who among his peers reached level 40, et cetera.

Their chatters were cut when the whole tavern suddenly quieted down.

They saw another small group enter and the people bowed a bit, “Milord,” they said, and the Golds watched them curiously.

It was a middle-aged man with black hair. He was with two other men, obviously close friends and cronies.

They happened to sit next to them, so it wasn’t like they eavesdropped on purpose.

Of course, when the so-called lord activated an anti-spy tool—something called Voice Blocker—so they knew some important topics would probably be discussed.

Oslo’s eyebrows rose as he looked at his siblings. It so happened that each one of them had a tool to nullify it. The other party must not have expected someone in their territory to have this tool on-hand, let alone 3.

They had no excuses for eavesdropping, but privacy wasn’t a thing in Xeno. People’s lives were always in danger, such luxurious expectations were usually not practiced.

Furthermore, if you were weak and the strong wanted to know something, then they could very well do whatever they wanted.

Similarly, the happened to have an eavesdropping tool handy, so why not take advantage to listen to some important information? Perhaps they could even be handy someday.

Otto smirked and placed the tool under the table, inputting his aura in order to activate it.

They wondered what gossip they’d hear.