After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 993

Chapter 993: Surprise

The territory didn’t build the luxury hotel in order to promote the difference in social strata. Ansel would tactfully call it ‘milking the rich’ to help the common folk.

In general, although there were people who were much richer and more powerful than others, those who were not—the common folk—still lived very well.

Things like this were done not only to reward those skilled people who contributed so much to the territory, it was also to serve as goals for people to aim for. This was how luxury in Alterra functioned.

If you worked hard, then you deserve all the luxury you can afford—and everything was arranged so that you can get it.

Speaking of this, in order to spread the Grand Hotel’s marketing, a lot of locals also got the benefit of a one-day pass to the hotel. They were there to enjoy the amenities of the hotel for a staycation.

The top 10 contributors (outside the Elder table) were given slots, and they also had a lottery of sorts so 10 more people with sufficient contribution points could get it.

Of course, the Elders themselves also got a few slots. Every Elder was allowed to stay for free for a night with a plus one. Some reserved this for future use, but Althea and Garan did not.

Tonight was complete alone time for the two of them. Harold, Maya, and the others were taking care of the babies, and when Althea suggested to her husband that they tried it out—just the two of them—Garan couldn’t get ready fast enough.

The two walked hand in hand towards the elevator, greeting the other guests along the way.

Some other elders were also around. For instance, Ansel and Winona naturally took the slots, happily arguing which amenity they should try out first.

Eugene also had to pass because Melissa was still weak. He gave his slot to Sheila and her husband instead. Eagle gladly took it and promised he’d pay back the favor if he managed to plant a nice seed inside his wife’s stomach.

This earned him a soft slap of embarrassment from his wife of course, but he just felt it was cute.

Rosalind gave her slot to one of her hardest working employee, Evelyn, who was there with her husband, Turbo.

Gru was forever alone and it’d be weird to invite his old man friends. Instead, he used his booking as a prize for his best-performing staff for the month. He announced this before the opening, and the productivity spiked like never before. Dennis managed to get this, and he took his new girlfriend with him.

Gill had his own booking as one of the top contributors, though they’d be going within the next few days because Cassandra had not yet fully recovered from the long trip and the tribulations she went through in her hometown.

For Mathilda’s slots, she gave it to her daughter and Ryan, though she was naturally reluctant to give them this slot.

However, the young man visited her in her office a few days ago, reassuring her that they’d be proper and he wouldn’t do anything until they got married.

He also revealed his plans to propose as well, so there was that.

Anyway, the respective couples headed to their rooms to see, most of them to try out the amenities first since it was still early.

Unlike the bathhouse, there were far fewer people here, giving it a much more exclusive feel. It was also much friendlier to couples as the bathhouse was segregated by sex.

Soon, the pool would be filled by sweet couples and the aborigines who didn’t bring their lovers to Alterra could only suffer in silence.

The restaurants were also full. After all, unlike the Gastronomic Haven on ground level, this place wasn’t as accessible to others and the queue was much shorter. For those whose reservations would take a while, this was the perfect alternative.

The spas were mostly still segregated, but they mentioned the next developments—whenever that’d be—would give access to private hotsprings which would also have home-service massages.

After hours of relaxing, the couples would turn in for the night, some earlier than others.

Althea and Garan went to their rooms after a late lunch at the restaurant.

Their room was one of the largest one and Althea couldn’t help but check it with a critical eye. As one of the people involved, it was inevitable.

The rooms were naturally far superior to what was available to others, but there were still many things to improve on.

She headed to touch the translucent windows, and she looked at it in thought. Currently, the windows were not transparent, just translucent and one had to look closely to see the view outside.

Their structural glass production, unfortunately, wasn’t able to make passable face glass yet, but they’d replace the current windows when it did.

Garan stared at his wife’s back, but he couldn’t wait long, wrapping his strong arms around her stomach. He combed her hair to the side as he leaned down, placing chaste kisses on her ears and neck.

She moaned, but she patted him. “Let me go to the bathroom first,” she said, a bit breathless. Her breath hitched when Garan didn’t stop and lapped her skin. “I can take you later,” he told her as his tongue crept up her ears.

“N-No,” she mumbled, managing to escape his grasp and lock the door behind her. Garan was a little startled but smiled. He shook his head, just thinking his shy wife was so cute, still acting shy after so long.

At this time, he had no idea that his wife had prepared a surprise for him.

…

Althea looked at her current attire, blushing a bit as she looked at herself in front of the mirror—something available in all rooms now. She cleared her throat feeling embarrassed but also not planning on backing out at all.

It had been four months since they transmigrated to this place.

Counting down, it was approximately her husband’s birthday. It was why she injected a bit more funds to the development of the Grand Hotel, so she could give him this gift.

She had thought long and hard about what to give him. She had already given him all the tools she had created, and she couldn’t come up with anything new for now.

When he asked Winona and Sheila what to do… they recommended this.

She was embarrassed, but they guaranteed her that one-hundred-percent Garan would be so incredibly happy and she considered this in the end.

So, here she was: wearing a revealing lingerie with a subtle ribbon, indicating she was a gift.

She took a deep breath and slowly opened the door, trying not to appear so awkward.

Garan at this time was sitting on the bed, patiently waiting for his wife. When she went out, he smiled, but he did not expect to see her like this.

He stood up in a daze as soon as his eyes landed on her.

She heaved a deep breath and approached him, pushing him to sit back down on the bed. Garan froze in place, which was ironic because he felt like he was being burned.

She climbed up and sat on his thighs, wrapping her dainty arms around his broad shoulders. She leaned down to his ears and licked it as he licked hers.

She sat down on him and she could feel the large bulge hitting her crotch.

“Happy birthday, husband,” she whispered to his ears, grinding her body against his. “For the first round, I want to do all the work, okay?”

“I want my husband to be very happy tonight.”

Garan gulped, stopping himself from drooling.

A very happy birthday indeed.