After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 672

She was obsessed with making the tools for the days after that. The team was a little worried, but they knew how Althea was when she was like this. They had seen it when she was experimenting with her potions, and they had seen it with her farms.

In the end, they could only make sure she was eating well and having somewhat of a rest (the latter of which was completely Garan’s responsibility, which he did without exception even if he had to carry her like a sack).

After days of partial seclusion, Althea managed to create a couple for the group and family, and she reckoned she’d be able to make a few extra to sell in the Contribution Store.

She looked at her small pile with a smile, heart feeling full. After all, each one of these could save her people’s life, and that made her feel the happiest.

…

One day—well after dinner—she gathered everyone in the team to their living room.

This included Winona, who arrived ranting about her intolerable grandmother.

"She’s so insufferable!" Winona said with her fist clenched. "She just lazes around all day like she were still the matriarch of a rich clan! She doesn’t even help me clean up!

"It was fine if her body was weak, but that woman was still as strong as a bull with the voice of a dinosaur!"

Ansel looked at her with a mix of amusement, mockery, and pity. "I’d hate to sound unfilial, but you can just do enough for her to survive and live well. Do you have to live with her?"

Winona rolled her eyes. "And endure her telling everyone how bad a granddaughter I am?"

"Idiot. Anyone could tell who’s right or wrong. People aren’t as bored as they were in the peaceful Terran. People have less time for nonsense gossip."

That was not to say, of course, that people didn’t like gossip. They just started to easily tire of useless and false ones.

They did, however, love gossiping about Althea, Garan, Gill, Cassandra, and Juni…

What was the best-selling mode of entertainment at this time? It was the puppet show about Althea and Garan’s reunion, the events leading to it, and how it ended behind the closed doors of her villa—leaving the rest for imagination.

There was also the love of Gill and Cassandra, as well as Juni’s apparent rise as a boss-woman. She even made herself a harem in that story.

As pioneers of the entertainment industry, Ansel and Fable naturally encouraged little shows and stuff, though focusing on those showing solidarity. It was a great way to educate and integrate the masses.

Also, it was a way to make the people less bored and gossipy during their lull time. Maybe, probably.

For instance, Fable and another writer wrote several scenarios that could be turned into plays and puppet shows. They nudged Ansel a lot and requested a lot of papers from him, since paper was still exclusively for admin groups.

The stories they made were quite interesting. For instance, how Alterra saved so and so’s lives. How it let so and so reunite, etc. It was all good fun, and Ansel could see the rise of the industry as soon as paper became commercially available.

Anyway, Althea cleared her throat and gathered everyone’s attention to her.

"Sis, you’re so awesome!" _{freewebnøvel.com}