After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World-Chapter 1130: Another Step Forward
Den did not mind the jealous glares directed at him. He was too happy.
In total, there were quite a few people who successfully managed to buy or rent a shop house, and they all walked back to the site with metaphorical peacock feathers above their heads.
They went to check on the construction of their ’new property’, pride emanating from them so much that many people had the intrusive thought of shoving their faces to the ground.
No one dared do so, of course (thanks to the rules), and the people were quickly distracted when Den and the others made an announcement.
"So we also found out what else they’re building!’"
Immediately, they were surrounded by people who wanted to get the info.
No, they were mobbed.
Considering hundreds (if not a thousand) were trying to watch the construction of a single street. Of course, they’d be squeezed in. One could only call them stupid for enticing a mob while being in the middle of it.
The high of happiness could indeed make people stupid.
"LET US BREATHE!" He gasped, while the person next to him screamed.
"AHH!" "FUGG YOU, MISSUS LEE! THAT WAS MY TOE!"
"Sorry! No need to be so rude!"
"I’m gonna die!"
Fortunately, they didn’t die in the end.
"Ahem!" Den coughed, waving people away to give them space.
Fortunately, they did.
There were a number of them there and they were separated by the crowd, with some being pulled deeper into it for gossip.
Den watched in horror as his companions were ’eaten up’ by the tea-hungry crowd. He stepped back, trying to direct his pull somewhere at the edge.
He somehow managed to weave through the crowd to the edge, just before the half-built walls of one of the shops there. He took a deep breath of relief before turning to see people impatiently waiting for him to speak.
"..."
Den cleared his throat again before speaking.
They got the info back in the village, er, Town Center. After they secured their units and signed contracts, someone (not him) asked what else was being built there. After all, that would greatly add to their potential foot traffic!
The concierge knew the answer to this quite well. After the elders went down the stairs, they were told about what was going to happen. They were very excited too, but it was their shift so they could only imagine the fun happening on that street.
"It’s the Post Office and Pharmacy!" he said and this naturally excited everyone exploded in glee.
"Whoa!"
"So we won’t have to line up so long to get meds!"
"YES! Ugh, I still remember the depression I felt when I was sooo near leveling up but I got injured and ran here to replenish my stocks—but damn! Was out of stock!"
At this, someone next to him gave him a look. "Yeah I remember that! Didn’t you beg me for some? You haven’t paid me for those potions you borrowed!"
"..." Ah, he forgot about that.
Everyone else was similarly excited. While they had an existing pharmacy here, a new one meant they had a new source to maximize their purchase limits!
There was no such thing as having too many Health Potions!
After so many wars and strong beast tides, they knew first-hand that, in this case, the more was definitely the merrier!
On the other side, it was the other building that was discussed more. "Post Office! Isn’t that like instant letters?"
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"It feels so magical—it’s like a combination of the snail mail and modern Terran tech!"
After so long, people had had enough interaction with aborigines and obtained some knowledge of the outside world even if they themselves haven’t gotten out of Alterra yet.
There were also books in the library they could borrow to read some anecdotes of the aborigines’ experiences.
Oslo and many others had books here (written in their local language for the writers’ convenience) and they would receive a small number of contribution points every time the book was borrowed by a person (unique views, of course, repeat viewing not counted!).
The most popular was Oslo’s. One, because he was just a popular personality in Alterra and anything he did would gather some interest.
Other reasons were because the book gave a glimpse of a (Lavish) City life, and had a lot of drama with women involved. Too bad they weren’t allowed to eat in the library, otherwise people would be reading with popcorn.
Anyway, almost every one who read the accounts of people with experiences in Towns and Cities became very curious about that side of the world. Sadly, their strengths were not enough for them to go ’travel’ without a good chance of being monster food.
They also knew that Ferrol—the only friendly Town so far—had one, and some Alterrans had actually been in the Post Office there (just as tourists looking around), so they had told others of their adventures and the magic of it even before.
There were hundreds of Terrans that stayed in Ferrol for a few weeks. It gave Ferrol some extra income and injected a lot of good products into their market.
Further, there were those who built businesses there like Baron and Bull.
To these people, the Post office was heaven-sent!
The messenger birds weren’t actually public knowledge nor did anyone else other than the administration team had access to them.
Both Bull and Baron—as well as a few other ’big’ businessmen—had deals with the Terran Mercenary Team to let them rent their shops for a set amount of time.
With the post office, the communication between the two areas would practically be as fast as real-time!
They could now have real-time updates on the needs of the market there! Before, they could only make smart guesses and then wait until their stocks were consumed (which, to be fair, wasn’t a long time, but still).
Further, if an item suddenly sold really fast, they could even send letters to teammates to prepare a new batch immediately! Too awesome! Money will roll!
They could already see their business blossoming even more!
Anyway, these were all exciting developments and it fired up all those who watched.
Another step forward!
