After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 203

That night, Althea called the NPCs and her inner circle to the second floor for a little behind-the-scenes celebration.

She knew how hard these people worked to get the supermarket going within a few days. After all, every single one of the products was produced from its raw materials. Just the processing itself was no simple task.

This was all done with limited technology and in such a short period of time.

Even in Terran, this could be said to be a miraculous feat. She wanted her people to know that she appreciated their hard work and celebrate the end product with them.

Of course, this dinner was not just to celebrate the opening of the supermarket.

It was the fact that the completion of the supermarket in and of itself was a sign of the development of the entire territory.

How many industries, how many more shops, how many jobs would be generated after this?

How much wider would the product selections be? How many more food types would people be able to choose from? How nice would it be for the people hunting outside and the people guarding the territory to go back home and eat their hearts out?

Wouldn’t they work even harder? More passionate about protecting their good lifestyles?

The building of the supermarket could be said to be the cementation of a promising future.

This ought to be celebrated, no?

Hence, later after the sunset, Althea smuggled Ansel and the others to the second floor through the warehouse door.

"Wow… you do this every time you summon an NPC??" Sheila couldn’t help but ask. She also asked this in a whispery voice by instinct, looking very shifty, as if people could still find them so near the warehouse.

Except for Ansel, it was everyone’s first time sneaking around like this, so they were naturally… not very cool. Anyway, it was quite a fun experience. The children were even giggling and poking at each other. It was as if they were playing hide-and-seek with the entire territory.

"Well, I can teleport directly to the warehouse, so it’s not as troublesome."

"Oh, right." Sheila nodded, relieved. She then turned to the children happily covering their mouths as if no one would hear their bubbly giggles.

She shook her head with a smile on her own face.

In contrast with their sneaking around, the NPCs went directly via the village center. Many people were curious but shrugged in the end. They heard the NPCs had an exclusive hangout there.

They were quite curious, but it had nothing to do with them.

As for the Aborigines climbing up the steps, they really didn’t know what to expect. It was just that they found themselves a bit excited nevertheless.

Soon the aborigines and the gang entered the second floor, and they were surprised by the changes.

Althea had commissioned Bianca and a few interior designers (temporarily allowed access and hired by the ’territory’, with accompanying signed NDAs) to improve the furnishing of the second floor from sleek to gorgeous, and much more complete.

There were now a few more couches—very plush and comfortable to look at—and a matching coffee table in front of it. There were also meeting and dining tables, drawers, and bookshelves (though empty, for now) located in strategic places.

The walls were adorned with a tasteful combination of vintage artwork (done by an artist via charcoal medium—the literal kind) and figurines (sculpted by Bianca and her team of artisans), creating a sense of nostalgia and curiosity.