After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 465

In very, very, stark contrast with the world outside, Altera was doused in a happy atmosphere.

Other territories were on the verge of war, and Altera was celebrating the opening of a beauty shop, which was now filled with women of all shapes and sizes.

Other women were suffering, while the others were here leisurely enjoying themselves. The women of Altera… were also significantly stronger than the peers who came with them. They had higher average levels and stronger mentalities.

The difference was not just luck, but also in strength.

This was Althea’s beauty shop—WittBeauty. It finally opened at noon of that day and scores of women poured in. In fact, early that morning, there was already a queue which showed just how much awaited the store opening was.

Waves of awe followed as everyone either marvelled at the place itself or the products, or both.

The shop was a combination of three modules at 360 square meters per floor. The concourse was wide and well decorated with plenty of chatting spaces. There were also display areas with wide spaces around for maximum observation and—of course—chatter.

The beauty shop used the model called ’experiential retail’, an approach that focused on creating an engaging and interactive environment for customers, encouraging them to spend more time in the store, and ultimately make a lot more purchases than they planned.

The shop’s interior had an interesting and aesthetic handling of wood, stone, and plants. It was like a mini, more luxurious version, of Altera Village itself.

There was also a mix of various indoor plants, Terran and local, and the combination was unlike anything they experienced. There were clusters of vibrant potted plants, hanging vines, and botanical arrangements that created pockets of life and color inside the building.

The building was also dotted with a lot of fenestrations covered in transluscent material, allowing a lot of natural lighting inside.

Walking along the concourse, one would also see wooden shelves displaying a dazzling array of beauty products. They weren’t massive as it would take away from the naturalness of the space, but rather at a good height just below eye level. Displayed here were beauty soaps and washes, masks, creams, perfumes, essences, and others.

There were also comfortable sofas and cushions girls could chat in. On the second floor, there was also a more exclusive lounge for future VIP customers. Here, they could also order some tea as they chat and snacks.

There was also a natural delicate fragrance all around as if embracing them, relaxing anyone who stayed inside.

It was sublime.

"Wow, this is amazing!"

"This is like the spa—no, it promises us to bring home a spa!"

"Kyaaa~"

The girls naturally went crazy for it, and the shopping spree began. The Terran women who knew which was which and immediately prepared their wallets.

The aborigines though still needed some moment to adjust. Cassandra and Veronica were fascinated. No, that was an understatement!

There were so many unfamiliar products too. However, since there were so many women and the staff seemed to have their hands full, they decided to just observe for now.

Soon, they followed a small crowd to a corner. They saw that there was a wall of reflective surface there, and a lot of women squealed, turning around to look.

"Do we finally have mirrors?" They said, another quickly answered after touching the surface.

"They’re not, they’re just polished metal."

"Good enough!" the woman said, "It’s still better than not seeing how you looked at all!"

The girls nodded, and so did Cassandra and the others. They did have something similar as nobles, and they’re incredibly impressed there was such a huge ’mirror’ here, accessible to everyone.

Metal, and such large sheet, and such a quality sheen and reflectiveness, was definitely not cheap.

"Ladies~" A voice sounded not far from them and there was a uniformed lady holding some hand tools the aborigines weren’t familiar with. "I’m going to introduce our make-up line, who wants to volunteer?"

This caused a few squeals as the girls raised their hands. The salesperson flinched, "Please girls, we’re ladies here, I will only choose behaved ladies."

The small crowd calmed down and many except the two of them raised their hands. Naturally, they weren’t chosen. The one with the most eager face was.

It was an acquaintance, too. It was Lulu, their guide.

"Oh my, isn’t this Ms. Lulu?" The salesperson—a thirty-year-old woman named Jenna—smiled as he led the young woman to the seat. It was a turning seat made of wood, another masterpiece from Baron’s team.

Jenna had worked at a family salon before. Although her team had started a formal salon along the Market Street, when she saw the opening in Ms. Althea’s shop, she naturally jumped at it.

Anyway, her team was skilled enough and Ms. Althea’s benefits were just too awesome!