After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1139

Next was Tronie’s turn, with Gauis waiting at the side for him to finish. He was a single guy whose parents died when he was young. However, he did have a rather solid group of friends, all of whom went through the Chancery to get hired in different places, except for one.

Because most of them jumped around territories and might not stay in one for long, this one person was the target of all their letters regardless of who it was addressed to. All of them made it into a habit to just write something for the other four, and such was what he did.

This was the first time he sent them a letter after a year. They were a very low-maintenance group of friends anyway—the type to not talk for months if not years, but when together, it seemed like they were never apart—and he wanted them to know that he was permanently staying here.

To avoid confusion, he didn’t send letters from Ferrol but instead waited for the Alterran Post Office to be created—which actually happened sooner than he thought.

In their small group of friends, he—a Materials expert—was among the least accomplished ones.

They all had different fields, but he did tell them a lot about Alterra. Unlike Gauis, he had the foresight to commission artwork. It was the scene of the entrance—the sight that would greet anyone who went past the gate.

It was drawn and painted with simple watercolor (he was still amazed by this by the way) which captured the vibrancy and quaintness of Alterra.

He invited them to join him if they could, but be sure to bring exotic things—whether it was seeds, materials, or knowledge—so they could get a jumpstart on their lives here.

After all, by the time they got here, competition was undoubtedly harsher.

Gauis, who was busy looking around until that moment, zoned in on the wonderful drawing in his hand.

"Whoa! Why didn’t you show me before?"

"Because I know you’d have begged for it."

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He wasn’t wrong.

Tronie smiled and shook his head, placing everything into one lovely envelope (bought in the Bookstore), and he added a few stickers to seal it.

It was an image of cute animals though in his case, because it was a novelty, he thought he was being ’cool and sophisticated’ rather than being cute.

He placed the envelope on the platform. The smile on his face widened as he saw it disappear before his eyes.

"Dudes," he mumbled, excited to see them again. "Don’t embarrass me."

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By this time, the queue was almost done, and the tea-drinking crowd had dispersed elsewhere, likely getting good seats for the event later.

Anyway, they were a village until a few days prior, so it was already a surprise there were so many people sending letters in the first place.

Clout, 1one of the people leading a construction team, quietly lined up and waited for his turn.

He couldn’t help but look at the large Post Office building as he approached, feeling turbulent in his heart.

Back when he was hired by a small village, how could he have thought it’d get to this level so quickly?

As for him, he was here to send letters to some old friends. They worked in towns and he would love to work with them again. Sir Oslo had given hints on the massive developments in the future and those guys would love to be a part of it.

Not far in the queue behind him was the handsome Thorance, who was planning to send a long letter home as well.

He had been sending one via Ferrol every month, and he—thanks to his friendship with Reddit—just had to pay some fees to receive the responses via messenger birds (which would already have letters with it anyway). However, during the previous month, there was no response at all which got him worried.

Hopefully, he would receive news soon, and now that there was a Post Office in the territory, he could send letters every few days—even if it meant he had to cut back on his daily expenses.

The cousins Saul and Seal Jo1 were also excited to send letters. Because Ferrol was not nearby, and they did not have direct access to the messenger birds, they could only send letters whenever there were caravans heading to Ferrol. Now, they could send them much more often!

Too bad their family was too far from Alterra.

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