After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 641

She looked at the pendant nestled in her palms. The wooden pendant was a simple circular token about two inches in diameter and a few millimeters thick. On both sides and edges, there were various notches and patterns, each one with its own use.

It was also a bit warmer now, and it gave a reassuring feeling of sorts which was difficult to describe.

If she used her skill to look at the patterns, there would be various lines of energy traveling in each line and around the engravings.

With a heart beating loudly in excitement, she used her appraisal skill to determine its functions.

[Pendant of Protection (E). Capable of blocking 100 attacks from level 10 monsters.

[Passive: Increases defense by 10% when health is below 10%]

If other tool makers were here, they would be shocked. She really made a Magic Tool within a few weeks!

Althea was unaware of the blown minds she could’ve caused. She just admired the pendant. Although it was much weaker than what she would’ve liked, it was a great first try!

While it was nowhere near the value of a space stone, she would definitely make more and more, better and better ones for her husband. At the very least, he could focus on stronger monsters while not bothering with the weaker mob surrounding him.

If she could make a few more, then he could go in a mob if he had to and could come out unscathed!

She smiled, barely noticing how her eyelids were becoming heavier.

Her husband would love this!!

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It was very late when Garan came home, feeling a little inebriated. Although his metabolic rate was fast, Gill bought a lot of strong alcohol for the group of them.

He managed to get back home without incident though, thanks to his training. What he didn’t expect though, was to see his wife sleeping on the sofa.

"Althea?" he voiced out, though his feet had already moved to get to her. Without another word, he carried her to their bedroom.

Amazingly, even in his inebriated state, he was completely stable even when he carried the weight of another person.

In Terran, if he was caught driving under the influence, he wouldn’t have failed road sobriety tests.

Now at his own home though, his guard was down. His eyes were glazed and heavy-lidded as he watched her pretty slumbering face as she rested in his arms.

He gently placed his wife on the bed, careful not to wake her up.

She shifted a little in the movement and she opened her eyes a bit. When she saw who was in front of her, she flinched. Althea blinked repeatedly to push down the lethargy, which Garan found very cute.

He smiled as he placed his palm on her shoulder to keep her from sitting up. "My wife," he said, "You didn’t have to wait for me."

When he wasn’t on missions, Althea would often fall asleep in the living room while she was waiting for him to go back home. It both touched and broke his heart, and he felt complicated that the habit was carried over in this world.