After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 85

Rolan Mercenaries Headquarters, Twinwave Town

In the midst of a mountain range, rolling hills, and dense forests, laid a prosperous large town.

It was a town that took advantage of its position in rough terrain and its proximity to various cities and towns. It had direct economic connections to nine villages, three towns, and a city, because one had to pass through this town to get to anywhere of these territories.

It had relatively wide roads of about 5 meters each lane, with people and carriages abound chatting and creating a cacophony of noises that characterized a lively population.

Walking along these streets, one would appreciate the overall appearance of the town.

The buildings were in the continent’s usual construction of wood, of typical post-and-beam construction, but each one had differences hand-customized by the residents, showing signs of life and differing personalities.

The largest building was the five story Town center and the rest of the buildings leading to it were two-storey houses, serving as its willing foil.

There were, of course, a few sets of buildings larger in size than the others, and these were all purchases by large organizations.

At the moment, a certain Terran was completing a deal inside one.

"Here, 340 gold." Bart handed the bag to Garan with a smile.

Garan took the gold with a light attitude. "Thanks." He paused, separating a third of the amount, and handed them back.

"If you have any more missions, or information about that matter…"

Bart smiled and took the bribe. "Yes, we’re contacting our teams that came back from more distant territories, perhaps they have news."

"Thank you."

Garan stood up and left, leaving the mercenary team’s headquarters to meet his team at the inn. He temporarily placed the money in his space, planning on how much they needed to keep.

This amount of gold could actually let the entire team live well for a month or two in a small town.

However, the cost of travel and payment of informants weren’t cheap–one channel, Bart, already took a bulk of two week’s income—so even after earning good money, they had to live very frugally.

Of course, except for a few, no one complained. After all, they all want to go home.

However, an occasional treat was still okay.

He called the team to eat out, surprising them to no end.

Garan and the team went to the town’s advanced restaurant nearby. It offered one of the rare decent meals this place offered—Grilled Masdeer, some sort of mutton that was marinated in a secret sauce.

It was nothing special compared to their Terran dishes, but it was one of the edible offerings this place had. He also chose two other dishes to complement.

His team brightened up at the sight of food delivered.

"Thanks boss!!" The youngest, Luis, expressed in glee as he stared at the sumptuous meals in front of him.

How long did he have three plates to choose from?

Gill rolled his eyes but gracefully ate the food.

Tsk, couldn’t compare to the Captain’s or any of Terran dishes at all… but the boss was rarely generous so he shall enjoy it nevertheless.

Garan nodded and ate his meal, also appreciating the rare treat.

His wife always told him to balance things, not only focused on work but also add a bit of break and graciousness.