After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 264

The trio ate happily, with Winona praising Harold’s food to the heavens, making the old man blush in embarrassment.

"If you live with me, you can have meals like this every day," Althea said with a smile, and Winona’s spoon paused midway as she whipped her head to look at her.

Some tears lined up the blonde’s eyes, making the other two flinch. Bitterly, she threw back a rhetorical question. "You think I don’t want to??"

"..."

Althea sheepishly rubbed her nose, knowing this was a prelude to a rant. Absent-mindedly, Althea took a bite at the last viand, not noticing Harold’s nervous stare.

"I would’ve run to you when things happened! It was just that—" Winona paused, looking at Althea who was gaping as she ate a dish.

She waved her hand in front of the auburn-haired woman. "Hey, Althea. What’s wrong?"

Althea ignored her and continued to chew, taking another bite to confirm there really was a difference to the other dishes.

She paused and used her ability to analyze it.

[Harold’s Pie (E): +1 Health every 3 seconds, lasts for 1 minute]

She blinked and raised her head to look at Harold, who was smiling in response.

"You…"

"I just triggered the Occupation, just today in fact."

Althea’s eyes brightened. She had always wondered when he’d trigger it—after all, he had been cooking so much and using a variety of novel ingredients.

Before, when she asked the NPCs why this was so, they said triggering an occupation was half-dependent on talent.

Harold not activating despite all the resources and innovation likely had to do with lesser talent.

In the same vein, the fact that Harold triggered it now meant that he had worked very, very, hard.

She felt quite proud.

She was also very curious. "What skill did you get?"

"The active skill is a similar identifying skill to your first skill. I can identify up to level 10 for some mana.

"I also activated a passive skill. With it, there is a 20% chance of making food with special effects, like this one."

Althea nodded. It was not as good as Cooke who had a much larger passive and could offer the special-effect food in restaurants, but it was more than enough for a small team.

"Congratulations," She said, eyes warm. "I’m proud of you."

"Thank you." Harold smiled, genuinely happy for this growth of his skills. This was primarily because it felt like his importance to the team increased.

Winona looked at their interaction with complex emotions. She could see Harold was sincerely trying to serve Althea as some sort of housekeeper, and Althea in turn genuinely liked the old man and treated him as a confidante.

To create rapport in a month meant they probably went through life and death together.