After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 49

Chapter 49: Territory Buildings II
Shaking herself of the risky thoughts, Priya took them to the largest building in the village, located at the end of the ‘main road’.

It was a castle-like structure, totally out-of-place from the rest of the village wh ich was characterized by gross simplicity.

In contrast with the crude wooden structures lining up in its approach, the castle was made purely of sturdy stone. It had about four high-ceiling floors totaling to over 15 meters in height, not including the small towers about a floor higher.

There was also a stone wall around it two meters in height, much sturdier than the flimsy-looking 1.5-meter tall wooden fence outside.

Priya waited for them to appreciate the building before speaking, “This is the lord’s house.”

They stood relatively far, but they could see the guards surrounding the four storey house. They also guarded some open spaces that surrounded the castle.

“The large empty spaces on the left there on purpose. They said the lord’s planning on building a garden.” Priya said, her tone oozing with mockery.

She lived in the shanties, where most people who had ran out (or were robbed) of supplies had to settle.

They all made do with the local fruits and tangy monster meat—food that lacked much of the required nutrition a human needed. As the population grew, so did the unrest and the chaos. There were no rules prohibiting violence or theft, so one could just imagine what was happening in there.

And yet… their lord was busy building small castles and gardens…

The group was silent as they continued to walk to the left and saw another building one-storey high. It was another simply designed structure, basically looking like a plain wooden bungalow found in a mountain village.

Then again… technically speaking, they really were in a mountain village.

Priya took them to enter the building. It was actually much larger when inside, about 200 square meters in size.

There were about a dozen tables or so and even fewer customers. There was a huge counter area in front that took up a third of the space.

Plates of flat-looking white bread and plain gruel were displayed in this area, the presentation not very appetizing.

The group went to the counter to see the food.

[Would you like to buy a piece of White Bread for 50 copper? Yes | No ]

[Would you like to buy a piece of Plain Porridge for 30 copper? Yes | No ]

“It doesn’t taste like anything, but a piece of bread can fill you for half a day.”

It was ex-housekeeper Harold that automatically made calculations. “The cost of living here is really high.

“Even if ten people shared a house, the daily expenditure will still be at least 200 copper coins. That’s two silver coins a day…”

Most people seemed to have only saved a few gold coins from their time in Terran, and worse, some poor people only managed to take away dozens of silver.

A few gold coins were only a few hundred silver. How long could a person last without having to fight for his life outside?

Not everyone could have a companion like Althea who not only had great strength herself but also helped them get stronger.

In fact, he could dare say there was no one else in the vicinity at all. At least in this village.

Priya agreed with the problem with the cost of living. “Indeed. It’s fine now because we still have savings and even a few supplies in space, but what would happen after a few weeks?

“Of course…, not everyone had to fight monsters. Bobby King collects wood, stone, and certain plants and buys a sack for a few copper coins.

“It’s just that a full day’s work may not be enough to buy you bread. Most people end up sharing a piece.”

The fact that a plant was actively getting collected interested Althea very much. There was no way a guy like Bobby would just find it interesting. It probably had to do with the system, itself.

“What does the plant look like?” She asked, eyes sparkling a bit.

Priya just thought she was interested in the gathering job and did not think too much. “I have some in my tent, I’m planning on selling them when I collect enough.”

This time it was Sheila who asked. “You just leave it in your tent?”

“People won’t dare steal from me.” People don’t dare blatantly steal from beautiful women, because they could ask for justice from Bobby King.

He quite liked the feeling of being the hero saving a damsel in distress. Of course, this came with a price, but she made people think she was not unwilling.

Harold still bought a few pieces of bread as convenient rations. Sheila did the same.

Meanwhile, Althea just watched as the displayed food magically refreshed. Her eyebrows raised in interest. “Is there a chef?”

“I’m not sure, it’s just that it refreshes every time the food on the plates is gone.”

They also watched as those who finished eating placed their plates on an open wall and it disappeared there.

Althea was really interested. This was obviously a building that could be built with the territory. There was no need for a cook and it also washed its own dishes. Very convenient.

She also bought a piece of bread to taste and she almost threw it away the moment it touched her tongue.

The others were amused to see her rare silly appearance.

“So bad?” Sheila asked and Althea wordlessly put the bread on her mouth.

If Sheila wasn’t afraid of wasting food, she’d have to spit it out. It was fine if it was just tasteless, but the texture was horrible, like eating sandpaper.

Harold saw this and regretted buying so much.. he seemed to have trusted the system too much.

Maybe he could throw it to the monsters and make them eat it. Maybe their esophagus would rupture and they’d bleed to death.