After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 636

On another street, a father was trying to pull his daughter back. The man heaved a deep breath, obviously exhausted. He wasn’t fully healed yet, okay? Even with their improved physiques and daily drinking of healing potions.

"It’s time to go Fiona," he said, just stopping himself from carrying the girl back home. _{ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com}

They were currently in a carnival game called Micro Ring Toss. It was basically Ring Toss, but with much smaller rings and targets. The stall owner said that they had better senses now, so it was only right to make it more difficult.

However, Rebi would argue it was too difficult. The ring was as big as his pinky finger for goodness’ sake! And the target? A glorified needle, that’s what it was!

Unfortunately, he not only had zero talent in this, but his body was still weak from the sufferings during slavery. There was also the stupid fact that he may have gone outside in an attempt to earn money, and getting lotsa bruises.

He thought he could just stay around the sentries, but he still overestimated himself. Fortunately, a big hero saved his life or his ghost would cry from regrets!

The little girl looked at him with teary eyes. "No! One more try!"

Sigh.

"Papa’s tired…"

"But you have energy to go out and find monsters to eat you!"

"..."

At this, Rebi had no comeback and just did as she wanted. Sadly, they failed again! It was fortunate that each try was only a few copper each or else his empty wallet would sob.

At this time, the Golds happened to be nearby. They saw that the girl (and the big man) looked so pitiful. Oslo couldn’t help but step forward, hitting the target for her.

The owner looked at him and pointed at the sign. It said "Level 15 and below only" and it made Oslo’s lips twitch.

However, instead of embarrassing himself, Oslo just subtly took out a handful of silvers, and only then did the stingy stall owner allow the little girl to choose her prize.

The little girl gently tugged at his shirt. "Thank you!"

Oslo smiled and walked away with his siblings, joining them to watch and join the various festivities all around the territory. Basically, other than the plazas and park, the avenues—which were lined with shops—were lively and there were activities everywhere. They still had much to explore!

The father-daughter watched the Golds walk away with eyes of gratitude before turning to the stoic-faced store owner. The shopkeeper asked the little girl, "Which toy do you want?"

"The fox!" She yelled, and then she squealed when she finally had it in her arms.

Rebi sighed in relief, already seeing his precious bed. "Now it’s finally time to go home."

"Wait, wait! I must give this gift to Gochi!"

Without waiting for her dad’s response, the girl bolted in a direction—straight to a certain half-orc doing his rounds. He was eating a large stick of seasoned monster meat.

"Thank you for saving my dad, Gochi!" She yelled, handing it over to him.

The half-orc blinked and then looked at her in puzzlement, before lifting his head to look at the father. Rebi’s eyebrows rose as he saw his daughter’s gesture, and he broke into a smile.

He nodded at Gochi to take it. "My daughter still has more sense than I do," he said. He did say his thanks to Gochi, but it didn’t occur to him to give anything. After all, as a major contributor to the war, the half-orc was actually pretty well-off now.