After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 709

A/N: Before anything I’d like to advertise the first fanfiction of this story!

Title: The Life of a Botanist After the Apocalypse by Mingxingxing (Kurarachan in WN) jeheheheh <3

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Baltimore and his team stayed in the Premier Inn that night.

"I heard they’re building a high-end place," Ero said, looking around the nice place. "But it would be finished after a few more days."

"Hm," he said, though his eyes were observing the place, wondering how they made it feel so comfortable.

Anyway, the group rested well and comfortably. Even Baltimore was impressed by the facilities and the comforts the place had. The beddings were incredibly soft, the utilities were convenient, and they even had the option to fan themselves, bring wind inside without much effort.

A Village could think of such luxuries only because the basics had been met—and from what they had seen so far, they had met the basics well and beyond, even better than the average Town.

Baltimore was someone who grew up in a town. He was then recruited by the lord there and, after intense competition with others, he won the chance to obtain the lord token.

He was only in his 20s then.

Now, he was well into his fifties, and his level way past 30, his village had grown to become the strongest village in the region, if not the world.

However, now, this rank was being shaken, and he disliked the very thought of it.

He had taken note of the many marvels here, but not really to improve his territory, but rather to note which slave he’d target and which professional to recruit.

It proved to be a challenge today, but he refused to believe there wouldn’t be anyone who’d be tempted with a bit of money.

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The next morning, Baltimore sent his men to not only study the territory more deeply, to determine its military strength, but also to determine the professionals behind these innovations.

Also, who the lord was.

He didn’t believe there was no lord here, but he was simply hiding and had the identity of an elder.

Now that he knew people did this, he realized the advantages of hiding their status. He never acknowledged another’s superiority however, and instead looked down on this hidden lord for being a coward.

Putting aside these issues for now, the group started with having their morning meal.

They had their breakfast in the inn’s restaurant. Of course, Baltimore didn’t table with the others. He was alone in a corner with his men on another table positioned to guard him even as they ate.