After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 253

They bought as much as they could, not minding even if it was taking a significant portion of their wealth.

Fortunately, there were hide bags and baskets now available for sale, which they could carry with them since their space definitely wouldn’t be enough.

They also bought bags of rice and flour, jars of various sauces and condiments, some essentials, and others. Their excited hearts could not stop thumping.

What made them even more ecstatic was the bulletin board, mentioning the products ’under mass development’ like soap, shampoos, and paper!!!!

"Wait, there’s more!"

Salt!

It was fortunate the fruits and plants here had (trace amounts of) salt content otherwise everyone would have died from hyponatremia. But legit salt was still needed. This was equivalent to saving people’s lives!

It could even be treated as currency in and of itself!

Their hearts were still beating fast as they lined up at the checkout counter.

"This territory… is really something else," Artie said, eyes still sparkling from the goodness.

The others nodded. To be honest, they never thought they’d see much of these things again after living in the forest for so many days.

Before the Alterans popped out the way they did, they were quite fully prepared to live on beast meat, a small variety of fruit, and disgusting gruel for the rest of their lives.

At this rate, they may be able to revive the lifestyles they had back in Terran! (Except they had a lot more trees, which was the best of both worlds!)

"It’d be best if there were no monsters though…"

A man shrugged, "For now, we only encountered levels 2 and 3 at most. Soon enough we’ll be stronger than they are!"

"Yes, yes, it’s quite hopeful!"

"I’m almost level 3 myself!"

Pip sighed, "You forget we’re at the protective period."

The man tutted, "We’re obviously having fun, why are you throwing truth bombs!"

"..."

"Here are your items!" The cashier said with a smile, breaking their chat. The owner of the items took the items and—all while chattering nonstop— he was promptly followed by the person next in line. Soon, the last one in the group packed up.

They placed the more fragile products like ceramics in the space and the other items were placed in the animal hide backpacks and duffle bags they just bought.

They held onto these bags like treasures.

Artie wanted to speak more with Ms. Nina, so (with a blushing face) he approached her. "Ms. Nina…, hm…, how do they know who the residents are or not?"

Nina smiled proudly and told them to look at the person being served after them.

Pip couldn’t help but look back at the next person in line. It was a middle-aged woman with a scholarly feel around her. She bought a cart filled with items, and a lot were expensive items like clothes and special sauces.

They watched the person behind them show a small wooden card to the shopkeeper, and the cashier uttered a surprising number. The person bought items of similar value, but she obviously paid a lot less.

It seemed the shopkeepers could indeed determine the residency of a person.

"Cool! How does it work?"