After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1131

A new system building—even if it was just residential areas—would always end up turning into mini-events, let alone if it was Special Buildings being constructed.

They would just never get tired of watching such a thing. They were also happening less and less often, especially farther away from an upgrade, so they appreciated them more.

When people found out that it was the Post Office and the Pharmacy, more people came in so the surrounding streets were full of people. As for those at the back of the crowd, they were already too far away from the new street to appreciate it, but they were there for the spirit of celebration, anyway.

Some people were used to it, while many were also shocked.

"What’s going on?" A man with dried skin and a rough beard asked the woman next to her. The woman had similar facial features, but she was visibly much more healthy and well-off.

The man looked curiously at the dense crowd in front of him, and also the people approaching and joining in. He couldn’t even see the end of it at all. _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}

The woman smiled a bit. "They’re building something new," she said. "I also like watching it. After all, back in Mauin we rarely saw anything being built."

The woman was Eppa, one of the first refugees from the fallen Mauin Village along with Mauru.

The man next to her was her brother, Eppot, who was among the ’slaves’ let in early during the war. He didn’t get injured at all, despite expecting to lose a limb or two like so many others, which was already a miracle he didn’t expect to wake up to.

Further, because he had a sister who was a resident, even if it was just temporary residency, she had the right to vouch for him and get him exempted from the fate of becoming a Prisoner of War.

During the interrogations, a few dozen people from Mauin were found along with him. They were now living with the Mauin Villagers there, turning their houses into denser dormitories.

Eppot didn’t expect he’d join them though, thinking he’d be living with his sister—which was not the case.

His living conditions as a slave were naturally much, much, worse. However, he happened to have seen where his sister lived. It was a small unit and only she and her husband, Louie, lived in.

It had complete accessories, had lovely views, and seemed like a place small nobles would live in.

She—a daughter—was living so lavishly while he—the son—was stuck with a handful of others in a single room? Despite the conditions being hundreds of times better than how it was as a slave, how can he be reconciled?

Today, not only were they shopping for his necessities, he was also hoping to convince her to let him use their unit. At least help rent him a similar one. Her husband was doing well in that guide-whatever-his-job was. They should be able to help him out.

"Well, it’s too much for us now," Eppa said, unaware of what was going on in her brother’s head. "Shall we go to the next store?"

The man nodded and then looked at the paper bags that filled both their hands. They were filled with various items they bought for him. "Where to next?"

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