After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 845

Chapter 845: New Visitors are Here!
While Althea and the others were breaking eyebrows in the Research Center, a certain group of aborigines arrived in Alterra, absolutely surprised.

Right after the war a couple of days ago, Gill had sent a letter to Alterra asking if they were willing to buy the half-orc from Bart.

They agreed, so now Bart and the others came to see Alterra.

Bart was a bit curious about how they communicated without the postal office, but he’d figure it out later.

As for the price, they agreed on what he could’ve cost at a Town auction, which was twice that of Gochi at more than 500 gold.

Remembering that auction battle made Gill fall into a daze, his mind inevitably going to Cassandra. He ended the meeting quickly and went emo in his room then, with Bart ending up being very confused.

Anyway, Bart had plenty of reasons for agreeing on that price, which was technically lower than what they’d have liked. Although Baku could’ve been sold for twice that if sold in the City, Bart felt it wouldn’t be worth it.

One, he had come to actually like the damned beast. If he was on their side, he was a reliable ally, particularly during fights.

The orc was incredibly blunt and honest, too, as if he—Bart—wouldn’t ever have to worry about being stabbed in the back.

Stabbed in the front, sure, but that was another matter.

Second, the sale was also a gesture of goodwill to the mysterious village.

Bart and the others looked around. The wide roads, the themed buildings, and the uniform greeneries… were something they had rarely seen in all their decades of traveling and adventuring. Further, even if there were relatively well-planned towns, it wasn’t quite to this degree.

Most territories developed organically. That was to say: the buildings were built as needed, placed where there was space available. Over time, a village, then a town, or even a city would be built.

Seeing such organized streets was really rare, to say the least.

Everyone was sweating buckets though, looking very haggard from the travel under the sweltering atmosphere.

Behind them, the half-orc was wearing a hood lest they scared the locals again. Since they knew Gill and this place was their buyer, they didn’t want to have a bad impression.

On cue, the tour guides appeared to greet them. “Welcome to Alterra!!” they yelled. It was just that they either had umbrellas or hats on them. There were different styles too.

In Xeno, hats were fashion items for women. Seeing this type of accessory worn by men really took them back. Even the manly men looked complicated.

It looked comfortable, they mused, all while wiping their own sweat.

The one who approached them was one man and one woman. The girl had a cute hat with a large overhang all around, while the man had one only in the front.

“Hello! My name is Lulu, assistant manager of the leading guide team of Alterra—Glorious Hospitality! This is Louie, who will be guiding you around~”

“Ah, hello, my name is Bart,” he said, introducing the other dozen people on his team.

He pointed at the covered half-orc. “He’s… someone your territory is buying—”

“Where is Gochi?” the large man asked and the bystanders flinched a bit because his voice was really louder and deeper than others.

It also had a growling quality to it and the people couldn’t help but look at him.

“Gochi?” She asked before answering. “He’s outside. We can tell him to go to you when he arrives.”

The big guy flinched and Bart cleared his throat. “Anyway, ahem. Can we see your lord?”

“We have no lord.”

“Oh?”

The aborigines looked at each other and blinked, but otherwise shrugged.

They hadn’t known of any other lord who hid their identities before, but they had heard it being done before.

“Then… who are the most powerful people here?”

“You must mean the elders,” she said, “Louie will take you to the village center, while I will inform the elders of your arrival.

“Ah, thank you,” they said and she left, leaving the man—Louie—to greet them.

They couldn’t help but look at the hat with the front overhang that casted shadows on his face. It seemed light to wear—as if it could be blown away by little wind—but it did its job well. It was definitely a new style of hat they had encountered.

One of Bart’s secrets to being successful was his shamelessness. Whether it was befriending the then-weak Garan and his team, to various other things. Asking to sate his curiosity was no problem to him.

“What are those?”

“Hats,” Louie said with a smile. “Do you want us to take you where to buy them?”

“Yes please.”

He led them along the avenue and they looked around, admiring the trees and the planning. They were taken along the side of the road protected from the widest lanes by trees and shrubs.

Then hordes of people on unusual contraptions passed by them. They were going quite fast along the so-called ‘main road’. Some only had one person, some had cars attached to them.

It looked… fun.

To travel fast in a long smooth road seemed to be quite… thrilling.

They wanted to try.

“What are those?” Bart asked again, and the others listened closely to his explanation.

“Bikes,” Louie said with a proud grin. “You can rent them over there,” he said, pointing at an area near the gates. “But there’s a slight learning curve so you’d need to learn to use them first.”

“Ah, I see.”

A few blocks later, they arrived at the store selling the caps. Baku was left outside due to his size, already a bit impatient.

Baku was actually not their slave. The World System allowed slave status during wars alone. Any other ways wouldn’t trigger it, likely in hopes of avoiding mass kidnappings to create more slaves.

However, Baku, who was promised to see his old friend very soon, was already near his breaking point.