After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 196

The group introduced themselves to each other more thoroughly as they ate, and Ansel took note of their words seriously.

After all, he would be part of their team as well.

Harold, the old man, was the chef. Cute little Maya was his daughter, who he had late in life. He was also in charge of the overall operations of their restaurant and grocery store.

Gaea grocery store, Gaea supermarket.

Garan. Althea.

Tsk.

Stupid names.

Ansea sounded much better, he thought.

Anyway, back to the rest of the team, he looked at the other girl, who blushed a bit under his stare.

The other girl, Sheila, was a nurse and watched over the pharmacy and the production of medicine according to Althea’s formulas.

Only now had he realized that the miracle medicines they gave before were her own creation!

Because they were so magical, he always thought they were system products.

After all, in Terran, no matter how high the efficacy of a medicine was, there was no truly ’instant’ effectivity.

However, he was quick to regain his calm. This was Althea they were talking about after all. Even if it was at the unfortunate cost of poisoning herself, she always managed to discover something amazing and beyond her time.

Wait a minute—

He whipped his head to Althea, looking at her worriedly, "You didn’t poison yourself when you arrived here, did you?"

Althea looked at the ceiling while the others cackled. Ansel’s eyes twitched in response.

Seriously?

"So? I’m fine." She said, "I have a bit of immunity because of my… experience."

"That’s not something to be proud of!"

Althea shrugged.

Anyway, moving on, Sheila was also apparently helping around the clinic as well. Althea mentioned that she was attempting to learn from the Healer NPC as well, in hopes of triggering the profession, ideally, as soon as she reached level 10.

He had a lot to ask about those professions. It was the first time he heard of it. However, he stopped himself so he could learn more about the others first.

Especially that Eugene, the guy without a leg. He was apparently in charge of technological innovations.

The dark-skinned man worked with a lot of people including a few NPCs and engineers, especially an industrial engineer, to bring a lot of ’modernity’ to life in just a few days.

Next to Althea, this guy also had the bulkiest pockets in the team, because he owned the largest shares for his inventions.

Amongst the new teammates, Ansel liked this guy the most. He heard he was currently researching bikes and cotton-weaving machines with the help of Althea’s database.

Most importantly, a few days ago, Eugene had triggered the life occupation of Creator, assisting him in the swift understanding of the machines. This meant that he would only create more in the future.

As such, there were already prototypes of bikes and Ansel was planning on coaxing this guy to let him try.

The cotton gin and weaving machine, with the help of Brenda, the weapons maker NPC, was already done as well.

This knowledge made him breathe fresh air. There should be some bolts of cotton cloth available for mass selling soon.

The fact that he didn’t have to worry about his change of clothes made him want to cry.