After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 787

Even while he was eating, Fable made sure every second was enjoyable for the audience. Ansel already thought of giving him a standup comedy gig in the future.

As a host, Fable showed his sense of humor with his witty comments that may or may not include the audience.

For example, he’d call out Beanie. "Our reporter friend is here by the way, as an entourage no less!

"If you see someone taking notes and asking people about their feelings about Gugu bird or fish, don’t mind him—"

He was making a jab because Beany had been doing his newspaper job very seriously, and when he was investigating about the superior quality of their raw meat, there were times he asked for people’s "feelings" because he was so passionate about food.

Beanie was still embarrassed about this. "Wait til’ I form a paparazzi group to hound you," he yelled back, making the host flinch and the audience to chuckle.

Then there’d be times where he’d joke about the circumstances and himself. "I still remembered a time where I looked like a beggar and was one," he said, sighing at the recollection of his entry in Alterra. "I could only eat random fruits at the time, but now we even have ice cream!

"The ice cream is delicious by the way, thanks to the great food developers of Alterra," he said. "I estimate there will be obese people soon. Should we start doing zumba sessions to keep shape?"

Of course, along with ice creams, with the popularization of dairy products other desserts like cakes, custards, puddings, tarts, and many others have become available.

The attendants of the wedding were the first ones to taste at least half of these new offerings and they could brag about it for the next few days.

One of the pioneers of the dessert development was a patiessier named Osteo. He was a chubby blonde who grew up with cakes. Although there were plenty of people who knew how to make a few desserts, no one could beat his quality and was therefore chosen to make the desserts for this wedding ceremony.

His eyebags were big—this order was huge and it was placed YESTERDAY—but seeing the happy smiles of the people who consumed his food, all the tiredness went away.

That and he also got a very good deal with the supermarket for his business, so this deal was too worth it! _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}

Anyway, the Terrans went wild with the desserts, spouting compliments while filling their faces. The kids were adorable with their chubby cheeks, while the aborigines were fascinated as if their souls were taken.

"This is… so delicious!" Clutch yelled, lifting the plate of cake up as if it was made by the gods. "So creamy and just the right sweetness—I haven’t tasted anything like it!"

Such creaminess and consistency was so new and so fascinating. They couldn’t have enough!

Troy looked at his girlfriend eating a lot. He patted her head, "Too much of anything isn’t good. I’ll let it be for now, but you have to control it next time."

"Ah…"

He chuckled and asked for a cup of ice cream and handed over to her. "Try the ice cream. Be careful, it’s cold. Eat it little by little."

Brenda blinked and looked at the creamy ball that seemed to make many of the others—who had especially sophisticated tastes in her mind—to go crazy.

This ball was so amazing? She asked curiously and started digging with her small spoon.

"Take on a small one," Troy advised. "Or it could get painful."

Clutch who was about to eat a mountain-spoon: "..."

Painful?

Although he didn’t know why people would go crazy for pain, his curiosity got the best of him. He put some back to the cup so he could eat a small spoonful.

Brenda also ate a spoonful and her eyes widened at her first taste of ice cream. "It’s cold! How?"

"It’s complicated."

Clutch was in a daze before breaking off of it and started to eat spoon after spoon. On the other hand, Brenda’s eyes were closed as if absorbing the new taste in her tongue. "It’s cool, comfortable, and delicious—and it literally melts inside the mouth."

The other aborigines followed and tried. There were different flavors and Troy said to choose which one they like best. Some chose Gouji fruit, some chose strawberries, some berries, and the like.

Everyone’s eyes widened at the unique taste, texture, and temperature. Even Clutch—who suddenly had what he’d later know as ’brain freeze’— couldn’t help but feel the same.

"The heat dissipated! It’s tasty and comfortable!" Betty said, demurely eating spoon after spoon. "I feel like I can eat this all day…" she said, and the others agreed.

Without exception, after adjusting to the new taste, they looked like they were having an orgasm.