After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1143

A/N: Chapter dedicated to Lotuslin, Oslo’s #1 waifu. Loolol. Thanks again for the LNY Red-envelope-castle~

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"Will it be possible?" Ansel looked at his sister with sparkling eyes, while Garan just nodded, thinking ’as expected’.

Garan looked down and saw the two babies in his wife’s arms though. Their hands were now sticky because of the cotton candy and he immediately took out wet wipes from his space to clean up their mouths and hands and their chubby cheeks.

His hand was bigger than their faces, and he was very gentle to make sure he didn’t put too much strength into it.

Althea smiled at him and held up the two babies so he could reach both their hands. After doing this, Garan simply put their pacifiers on without taking them away from their mother.

The babies obviously preferred to be in the arms of their soft and fragrant mother. He did not blame them.

Anyway, while Garan did so, Althea turned to her brother to answer his question.

"I’m thinking it’s possible. Holt City could make buildings that’d cook by itself, so this meant it is possible for the normal people to create such buildings—at least as Aether Buildings," she said. "I’m sure Oslo would upgrade someday."

At this time, Oslo was focused on studying as much as he could about building types and whatever Althea had on arrays. He also asked for some information from his siblings, though to be honest what Miss Althea had was more insightful than the general knowledge nobles had on the subject.

Even their toolmakers depended on inheritance and instinct to create their tools, so it was really a problem. They still had a few sets to make possibly one or two new types of aether blueprints (though that may increase depending on his skill and understanding) but so far they were still undecided about what to do with them.

Hopefully, by the time Alterra expanded its walls, they’d have new aether blueprints ready. This did not include a copy of what he had already made—which they’d do once the Town expanded further—but the new building types Miss Althea was envisioning!

Speaking of Oslo… he was actually still on the street, too. Ansel turned to look somewhere along the road, about ten or so meters away from them.

The golden-haired was lining up to get a cool drink from the Cucumber-drink guy1, and he was surrounded by chattering women. As always, he looked completely comfortable surrounded by the feminine kind.

"Yo!" he greeted, raising his arms as he walked towards him. Oslo turned and blinked, smiling at him.

"Ansel!"

They didn’t notice how the group of women formed a path for them and neither did they notice the muffled squeals that surrounded them.

"Done with the Post?" he asked, knowing that he was here to send letters. "Aren’t you with your nephew?"

"Yeah," Oslo said, turning to side to see Honda playing with the other kids. In Bleulle, it’d be impossible to see him play with village kids, but look at him so happy and carefree.

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