After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 121

Far earlier in their trip, almost as soon as they transferred, Althea and the rest already had the improvement and sustainability (of their lifestyles) in mind.

There was not a day where Althea and Harold had some discussion about the food and ingredients in this world, and since the creation of the territory, they had not forgotten this goal.

To date, Harold and his team—signed a confidentiality agreement at the village center—had already done half of the spices and condiments they formulated beforehand.

These were already being mass-produced to be sold in earthenware bottles of about 100 and 250mL, to be made available in the grocery store tomorrow.

The other options were still being finished, with his team working overtime. They still had a lot to do.

At this thought, Harold excused himself and quickly left the farm areas. He went straight to the second floor of the restaurant, to the temporary production area, and started to monitor the progress like a hawk.

Eugene, on the other hand, was looking brightly at the plants for a different reason: The machines they worked so hard to make could finally be put to use! _{freewёbnoνel.com}

He and his team (also signed with virtual confidentiality contracts provided by the village center) had worked day and night for the farming tools and machinery.

Fortunately, there were old designs available on their tablets and they could surmise the process after a bit of adjustment.

In the past few days, they had developed the most basic type of threshers, rollers, and other farming tools. Even if hundreds more fields were filled with rice and wheat, they could handle it.

Speaking of which, he had to rush the construction team to finish the processing factory… they still had a lot of raw materials to handle!

Like this, he also left excitedly.

At this point, the two children and Fufi had long run far away, their laughter bringing joy to all the adults in the vicinity.

"Ah, they’re all gone. I feel pressured." Sheila said worriedly, though there was a fond smile on her face.

In the end, the nurse also decided to check the production of her scope of work—Althea’s formulated medicines.

Althea’s emerald eyes captured all of these and giggled. Who’d have thought that a little over a week ago, Harold was a poor old man who was scared for the future, Sheila was a timid nurse who couldn’t look people in the eyes, and Eugene was a love-hurt disabled veteran who was convinced he was a waste.

Seeing people regain hope like this made Althea more determined to build a good home.

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In the Farmlands

The farmers happily harvested the crops with a custom sickle Brenda made.

It was much better than the sickle recorded on her tablet, and it had additional efficiency bonuses.

"This is so amazing!"

Their eyes were bright at the sight and couldn’t help but look forward to the harvests of their families.

"In a few days, my team’s farm will also look like this!"

"Mine will take longer, but it’s better than nothing!"

Althea had allowed her farmers to pass on the knowledge they got from her and also allowed them to buy seeds from her at a fair price. This made them even more loyal to her to the point of worship.