After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1145

"You people are really business-minded," Oslo said as they went on their way.

Ansel smiled. "Any indicator for growth is something we aspire to. Besides…" he paused, smugly nudging him (with each moment of skin contact killing a random female passerby). "More tax for Alterra."

The two eventually reached the plaza, which was currently at the height of preparation. They oversaw the creation of the large platform in front of the village, er, town center, as well as the line of stalls and caravan games being built up.

Because Alterra seemed to find something to celebrate every couple of months, there were now shops and businesses that specialized in renting out modular pop-up stalls and caravan places. These could also be used for the marketplace stalls, within or outside the walls.

It was a very lucrative business because they could reuse the modules over and over again. They had to partner with a few people who owned or rented a warehouse in the Industrial zone, but they were saving up to buy one for themselves for the expansion.

According to the information, all zones would expand when the territory expanded its walls again, and that included the industrial zones.

Some workers, passersby, lurkers, and loiterers saw Ansel and Oslo and couldn’t help but approach. "Sir Ansel! Sir Oslo!" they greeted, happily but also with some reverence in their town. "Can you hint what the program will be?" _{fгeewebnovёl.com}

Ansel smiled, they naturally didn’t tell much—just that there’d be an anniversary party. "Well, mostly the usual—speeches, some music," he said.

"Just look forward to it."

…

Before the deferred celebratory dinner, a lot of the population made a point to pass by the new street or the plaza being built up, even if it was just literally to pass through them.

So… most of the people outside their homes at this time were concentrated within a few streets in and between these two places. This meant that there would be quite a number of encounters.

For instance, there was an encounter between Foxii,1 Thor, and Limbo2—all of whom were refugees from heat waves, but from different territories.

They were all seen happily eating ice cream after a ’serendipitous’ encounter on the pedestrian lane in front of the store. The two men accompanied their friend through her break, and she treated them with the dessert in response.

Foxii was a Captain now—one of the few female captains in the guard team—while the other two men had very different jobs. Thor was a freelancer (who’d take random jobs when they were offered), while Limbo was an architect at the Construction and Design Department under Oslo.

This came as a shock to many though. Thor was not only athletic—he was a rare electricity elementalist, like Drake1, so people expected him to join in.

Thor was tempted, but he didn’t do it in the end. It was because he knew his personality wasn’t the type that would match with soldiers and their strict guidelines.

His goal was to build his own mercenary team, probably when he reached the level requirement. He would name it ’Benatar1’ for no particular reason. He just thought it sounded cool.

"Sometimes those hellish first months we had in Xeno feels like a bad dream…" he said, combing back his now-short blonde hair. He looked at the pretty Faye, who was just enjoying her desert, with warm eyes.

She was still in her guard uniform. Thor knew this time was her break time; he memorized her schedule.

He specifically made sure to be around the area at this time, particularly near her favorite ice cream shop, so there they were now.

"I heard one of the new stores in Post Street is also a dessert shop," he said.

Faye nodded. "Yeah, I heard about that too," she said. "I heard they already secured cocoa deals with Miss Althea…"

"Hm… I would like to try it."

Faye nodded, she did too.

"Foxii… would you like to join me?"

Faye blinked, lifting her head to look at the blonde staring at her. He was not strikingly handsome, but he had that carefree charm that was very much opposite to her own strictness.

Still, Faye nodded in the end, and Thor’s smile brightened and his hair lifted up a bit due to static electricity.

Limbo immediately felt like the third wheel.

He sighed. When would he get a girlfriend?

…

Across the street, there were the old men Al, Bones, and Cake 1who—outside their resource gathering gigs—were living off contribution points for their occasional help in the research center.

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