After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 100

"Milord?" Clutch looked at her warily, and Althea crossed her arms as she stared at him.

He was shaking a bit, obviously intimidated.

Her eyebrows furrowed. "Am I scary?"

"I… no, yes…"

"What?"

"Whatever my Lord says is correct."

"Just treat me casually. I’ll be angry if people find out about me because of your attitude."

She said so with faux-sternness. What she didn’t expect was that he would look like he was about to cry the moment she said it.

Her eyes twitched, not dwelling on it anymore. Obviously, the status of the Lord in this world was relatively high, which was mostly a relief.

Another interesting thing was that NPCs seemed to be speaking another language?

However, she could understand it clearly, as if there was an automatic translation in her head.

Of course their way of speaking was a little different, but her brain could just translate it in a way they would easily understand.

She looked at the man who was still looking down, not meeting her eyes.

"Can I ask, my words…are they in your language?"

She knew the question was weird, but she didn’t know how to ask ’Do you understand the language I’m using’ when he obviously could.

Surprisingly, the old man really understood. He shook his head. "No, your language is strange. Your territory must be far from mine…"

"I see, thank you." She said after a pause, "You go to the place I told you about. Good night."

"T-Thank you, milord." He said, bowed, and walked out the door, gently shutting it.

Althea couldn’t help but stare at the door, recalling the man’s reaction to the question.

So… everyone—including aborigines —had an automatic translator in their heads?

She shrugged and yawned, sleepy. She’d think about that later on.

…

The mid-morning of the following day, Althea went back to the 2nd floor to summon another NPC.

The only difference was that there was an additional set of couches and coffee tables on the corner, rush ordered from Baron’s team, making them the first citizens to enter the second floor (though not before signing an NDA, just because).

She took out some snacks and milk prepared by Harold.

Yesterday, she wanted to have a chat with the old guy. But she was very pregnant and tired so she passed. This time she made sure of her comfort.

She opened the portals again and took a look at her options.

Unfortunately, she didn’t take the first two. One of which was a level E armor maker and another one didn’t have a skill that… she’d want in her territory.

The woman’s ability was to ’serve’, and judging by her revealing dress and the constant winking and sexy poses of her holographic avatar, it was probably ’that’ type of ’serving’.

The last one was also a woman, but she had a stronger aura and short hair.

[Name: Brenda Walker