After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 386

Ansel straightened his back, adopting somewhat of a professional pose (as sitting on the floor with crossed legs could look, anyway).

"People have entered habits now: oting over to pander more effectively. "They are starting to need a few more… outlets." _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

"I’m talking more than landscaping," he added. "Gardens are cool and all, but we’re an energetic bunch now—we had to.

"Not to mention, there are more and more reports of spats. Maybe we should build an arena of sorts?"

He was not even exaggerating. The more people there were, the more disagreement there would be. Combined with the stressful environment, scuffles were inevitable.

The territory automatically sent yellow cards to people who fought to hurt others outside the barracks, so how would these people vent?

Althea might never understand this aspect of men. "Why don’t they just express anger on the monsters outside?"

"It’s more likely they’ll go out and attack each other there," Ansel said. "A number of manly men were rushed to the health center the past few days because of this, you know?"

"Really?"

"Of course, I’m thankful you have Mathilda and her team there because I guarantee—the fights would have been 10 times worse." At the very least, a lot of fights and bitterness had been dispersed by the team.

Mathilda also had a very useful skill to calm people a certain distance from her, enough for logical talk. It was an active skill which was good because there were times when Mathilda would want the person talking to lose their cool. For instance, during some negotiations.

In fact, he may or may not have sweet-talked the mother figure to tell him this active skill could do the opposite effect—that was: To agitate the people around. He was very curious when that’d be needed.

"But… they could only do so much—you didn’t notice Mathilda’s hair was regaining some of the white hair she lost during her upgrades, did you? Not to mention, our population is getting bigger."

He looked at his sister very seriously, "Have mercy on our peacemakers, they’d lose lifespans in this world where it should’ve been longer."

Ansel took his little pudgy ball of niece into his arms to play with. The baby happily made bubbles with saliva. She drooled all over Ansel’s long sleeve shirt (Alteran product) and the man only laughed in cuteness.

"My niece is so cute!" He uttered, poking her chubby cheeks.

"Mwajhwama!"

"Hmmm… yes, your uncle is indeed the coolest."

Althea smiled and just held her baby son, who was busy… slobbering on his toy.

"..."

Althea’s lips twitched before turning her attention back to Ansel while taking away the toy from the baby’s toothless mouth.