After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Rice!!
Althea looked at the announcement with interest. Obviously, the gold transactions here referred to both purchase and selling. After all, it had only been a few days.

In any case, she estimated that she’d be able to upgrade the Village Center in a day or two.

But, Althea had a feeling. She had a feeling that the Protection Period was an integral time to gain strength.

She simply could not wait around for a day. Who knew, what if she made a miscalculation and found out that month was actually shorter than in Terran? What would she do then? Who knew what kind of alien time system this place had in place.

She would never, ever, place her new home and family at risk for such carelessness again.

Thinking for a bit, she decided to fast track it a little. How to increase the number of transactions? Trade, of course!

The Village hall could buy and sell using platforms by making announcements, and this wasn’t limited to the Lord.

As such, in order to increase the transactions, she sent out gathering missions with-root/undamaged plants at a higher price under her own name.

Another advantage of doing this was the fact that the village center had a similar function to her Assessment skill. That was: When a trade was made through the little tables in the building, stats and uses would appear, allowing people to be able to study the trades better.

She reckoned the building’s assessment skill would not be limited by the level of the item like it did hers, which was why she thought the building was better.

In this way, both parties could estimate the value and allow the transactions to be more clearcut. It was worth noting that this was only applicable for the trade function, and not the ‘selling’ function, where the plants went straight to the warehouse.

Of course, the territory not only enjoyed 10% tax on all transactions, but the trade itself had a small fee of 1 silver to 10, depending on the mass of the items traded. In a sense, sending out trading announcements would get her rebates.

Satisfied with the set-up, she went home to finally get her rest.

That night, in her new bed (using the washed duvet they took from the hotel), she lied down comfortably and looked at her warehouse.

It was a new habit of hers that was both cumbersome and very, very, fun. It was like unboxing a delivery she didn’t know the components of.

She was perusing through the space with her mind, counting that a good part of the floor had already been occupied by various plants.

Fortunately the stone and wood automatically entered the resource space which counted as her usable resource during construction, otherwise they would definitely occupy her territory space, without leaving her enough area for everything else.

She roughly arranged the items with her mind, a very useful feature of the warehouse. It was fortunate she could do so, otherwise she might give birth due to overexertion.

Just like this, several plants magically floated around and landed on their designated piles. The dried plants on one place, the seeds on another one, and replantable plants on yet another.

Hopefully, the cabinets she ordered from Baron’s team arrived soon so she could better organize the warehouse. She also ordered some wide-threaded ladders so she could easily access the top shelves without straining herself.

Don’t look at her climbing fences and jumping tree to tree a few days prior, but she was really feeling the heaviness now. After she levelled up, in fact, which was weird because she should’ve gotten stronger instead.

She was making a note of each plant. Most of which were already familiar to her, an unsurprising fact because of the lack of diversity in this place. However, there were one or two that seemed new, or at least a variant of other plants, and she put those aside for study.

She also put aside the ones that could still be planted, deciding to take them out tomorrow.

Anyway, the warehouse had an improved fresh keeping function, so her new plants would not die immediately even if they were out of the soil for a day.

But just before she pulled her mind back, her peripheral saw a long sheef of bluish-green plants.

She didn’t see them before because they were pushed to the corner of the room. But now that it was relatively clear, the plants attracted her eyes and she curiously moved her attention towards them.

She walked to the sheaf and stared at it for so long that she suddenly felt a shift and she looked around, wondering what changed.

She walked closer and heard footsteps. She stopped and the sound also stopped.

You know, because she entered with her mind, there should be no sound at all…

She blinked at a thought but restrained her excitement. She lifted up an item to see if her physical body was really here and, to her surprise, it really was.

This meant she could teleport to the warehouse!

How magical!

This building was too worth it!!

Clearing her throat to calm herself down, she finally took a closer look at the plant she was holding.

It had vibrant blue green leaves that gently swayed with her movements. The most intriguing feature had to be the tear-shaped panicles themselves—they were elongated and gracefully drooping, bearing clusters of grains, unlike the Terran with components on top of the stem.

It also smelled a little nutty, unlike the earthly aroma of their Terran crop.

She took out her portable lab from her space, studying its composition, making sure her theory was correct.

Soon, the line of data appeared and the more data showed up on the screen, the brighter her eyes got.

She still hadn’t recovered from her discovery with the warehouse, and another pleasant surprise came.

It was a good day. She should make it a holiday.

She raised the sheaf up, looking at it with obsession.

Rice!

She finally found it!!