After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 901

Chapter 901: State of Iron Mountains (Part 2)
In contrast, Lowell was much more uncomfortable. However, he had enough tact not to say anything about it. However, he saw how they seemed more receptive to Hoye and knew it would be a factor.

Easier said than done though. Lowell himself had two wives back home and a few whores outside of it.

“We’re here to buy some insulation materials from you,” Hoye said, and Lowell made a grunt in agreement. “Your team in Ferrol and Lord Jonathan recommended we go directly to you.”

Silvia nodded at them. “Well, they’re not wrong,” she said. “In our case, we have them available at our Alterra shop.”

“Alterra Shop?” Lowell asked. “So it’s a shop that sells these things?”

“Correct,” she paused, “Among many others.”

“We hope you can take us to this shop. I also heard you have purchase limits. My request is to waive this for now. Many lives are at stake.”

Of course, this was an exaggeration. The people buying these things from them were nobles, and they tended to be a bit overacting in their discomfort.

Silvia thought for a moment. She and Gill had actually been given enough authority to decide this. In the end, she decided to just show them the shop and see how much they’d order first. After all, the cost to outsiders was not low.

Due to the convenience of connected warehouses (via Althea, of course), resources were transferred between the three very quickly. Of course, the mark-up was huge due to the fact that Althea had to transfer them out herself.

Alterra also capitalized on the demand of their specialized products, adjusting according to the capabilities of their external buyers—who were, no doubt, rich people anyway.

A person who could go to a satellite village a hundred kilometers away just to buy something would not be weak nor would they be poor.

Anyway, the siblings took them to the Alterra Shop, which had just been refilled from orders.

Because there were a lot of people in Alterra, a lot of temporary jobs in production, particularly those open at night, had been opened.

This meant that the production in Alterra had not halted, and they even had a surplus to help out with the other territories. Of course, the focus was on the production of things that only Alterra could make like the various types of insulation they had developed. The food and drinks were left up to the territories themselves.

“So this is the Alterra shop, hmn?” Hoye asked looking around. Lowell’s eyebrows also rose in interest. Because the shop was small, only the two of them were allowed inside while the rest of their team dispersed. Some waited for them, while some went around to know more about the changes before they left again.

The Alterra Shop had a counter layout with most of the items secured beyond a delineation. There were two people behind the counter, both of which were actually guards who could defend it during wars. “You are lucky, we just received a delivery of so many items,” she said.

It was literally not long ago and they did not announce it in order to prevent overwhelming the shopkeepers. For the buyers who had noticed first, they kept mum about it and only told their closest friends.

If it had been announced, the store would’ve been flooded by now.

“Most of the items sold are related to the Heat Wave,” Silvia said and the shopkeeper immediately started to explain the available products.

She showed them their hats and the sunscreens. There were also thin sheets of insulation now so it could be folded a lot and therefore could get stored more densely.

It was not as effective as the thicker ones, but it was good enough considering everything.

They also sold specially designed fans (both in graceful and masculine varieties) as well as saltpeter.

In the end, the guests bought as much of everything as they were allowed, with a request to buy all the stocks for the portable insulation spray, foams, and blankets.

“We bought several beast carts,” Lowell said, indicating they could buy everything they had in stock.

Silvia naturally didn’t allow them to buy everything, but she did allow them to purchase 80% of the stock, which was really a lot considering they just refilled.

This received a bit of thanks from the two, with them even handing them some money to express their gratitude, and also in hopes of striking good deals in the future.

Silvia and the others refused, primarily because they were not allowed to do so. Even if gifts were really to express gratitude and were not given as bribes, receiving goods from outsiders would cause bias.

This took the two aback, but they didn’t push it. They simply called in their people to gather the items, though as quietly as possible so to not make trouble for the shop.

They hurried so they could leave while it was still in the middle of the night, with the local leading team showing them out.

Lowell looked at Gill with a different light now. Before, they were weak compared to them, and they barely entered his eyes.

They had gone so far in the span of a few months and he couldn’t help but feel jealous.

“Time for us to go,” he said. “Expect us to come here every so often to buy things.” And they left, disappearing into the forests soon after.

Meanwhile, Hoye’s team remained for a little longer. He asked his people to go ahead and handle the shipment, while he stayed to speak with Gill.

This surprised the latter a bit. “What is it?”

“The Lord Jonathan told me to pass you some information.”

“Oh?”

He handed the letter to Gill, made with the thin stationery of Alterra. Gill hurriedly opened it up, reading its contents with a beating heart.

It started sweet, with Cassandra’s love words and gratitude he had taken for granted already.

Gill was smiling a bit until he got to the part of her hoping that he would find a better lover than she was.

‘I know it’s selfish, but don’t forget about me. I want you to find your own happiness with others,’ she said. ‘But I hope my memory still exists there—The Me with you, in Alterra, is the happiest.’

Gill’s hand shook, and he pulled his deep eyes away from the letter to stare darkly at Hoye. “What does this mean?

“Miss Cassandra is getting married,” the aborigine said after a while. “They are just waiting for the Heatwave to end.

Gill’s pupils contracted but, otherwise, he didn’t show any other reaction.

“I… thank you for this,” he said, walking back to his house without another word.

He looked stable to others, but anyone who knew him could tell his steps were shaky.

Cassandra, he thought, finding it a little harder to breathe. What’s going on!?