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

The past few days she had been so busy with the planning of various aspects of her territory—and the unfortunate mandatory training—that she had neglected her favourite task: Plants.

The pottery making alone took a few days. First, they had to make the temporary kiln (located in a shed in their backyard), then they had to do some designs. Similarly, they also had to plan for the ’big kiln’ ongoing in the industrial area.

It was fortunate there was someone who knew how to do earthenware, a family practice that would’ve ended with him, a childless man, should he have perished in the many disasters that he went through.

It was just that he didn’t really enter that field and was an office worker when the end happened. He had to do some practice before he could recall the techniques he used.

Hey, if there wasn’t some information downloaded on her tablet, it was estimated he’d have taken months of trial and error first before creating something decent.

In fact, there was also someone who knew how to do ceramics, porcelain, and other stoneware. But the creation of such would take too long and the temperature requirement would need a bit more research.

However, they had already contacted the person expressing their willingness to invest. Hopefully, they would find someone who could expedite the processes as well.

She had not explored the forest for a few days, and the only experiments and mixtures she had done were seasonings. She had yet to understand this profession at all.

However, when she saw the additional effect of a system-tagged Chef’s food, her interest was reignited.

Although she had produced potions in the past, they added less than 10 points. Not to mention she could only handle low-level plants, for now.

But food made by a ’Cook’ could add even more stats, how could she not be interested?

How much could she improve as a pharmacist?

She was quite looking forward to it.

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[STATS:

Name: Althea Witt

Age: 25

Level: 5 (3350/15000)

Life: 800/800

Spirit: 800/800 (-5%) +50

Physical: 145 (-5%) +40

Agility: 147 (-20%) +10

Defense: 94 +94

Mana: 800

Physical Potential: B

Mental potential: SS+

Skills:

Active: Elementary Appraisal (D), Perfect Aim (D), Quick Shot (D)

Passive: None

Elemental Affinity: Wood, Water, Earth

Occupation: Pharmacist, Archer

Titles: Lord of Altera Village

Overall rank: S

Current Status: Gestating: two life forms, weakened state ]

Thinking about it for a moment, she concluded that the most practical thing to do was just ask the people who knew about these things.

As such, Althea decisively called all four NPCs to the second floor living room of the village center for tea, which made people in the village center very curious at the ’reunion’ of the NPCs.

But this was not Althea’s concern. Instead, she just looked at the NPCs as she sipped her tea, offering the others the same. ”How are you guys faring in the territory?”

”Very good, Milord!” It was forever passionate Brenda who spoke first, a top student as always. ”I encountered a citizen with great interest in what he called ’ancient weapons’. Together we are producing a ’crossbow’. I promised to give him a share of my commissions boss, should we be able to patent it successfully.”

Her NPCs had benefits, that excluded their fixed wages, they enjoyed 1% of profit for everything they did, with an additional 10%-30% if it was something they developed and improved on their own.

Althea nodded and sent her well-deserved words of praise that made the other woman’s day.

Then she cried, Althea was taken aback. ”What’s wrong?”

”I didn’t think a woman like me would be praised so often by the Lord. I just feel like dreaming.”

It was only now that Althea realized, when together, the NPC men had different looks at Brenda, looking at her with a bit of incomprehension and surprise.

In retrospect, except for Brenda, all the other options on female NPCs seem to be ’that’ type of helper?

The status of women in this world was so low?

She couldn’t help but voice it out.

After staying in the territory for so long, Brenda had some understanding of the lord’s and her people’s ’common sense’.

”Except for very beautiful, noble, ladies and strong women like me… others basically serve as playthings.”

How surprised she was when she saw the women here could talk and work alongside men without receiving weird looks.

It had been so many days and she was still surprised.

The male NPCs seem to have realized their gaffe. ”We.. we’re just not used to it, milord. Please don’t take it personally.”

”It’s fine, all you did was give weird looks. At least you’re self-aware.” Althea said with a smile, shifting back to the topic at hand. ”What about you guys, how are the tasks?”

Next to speak was Crutch. ”We are also doing well, my lord. Although working in a makeshift armory was a bit of a challenge. I am still making good amounts of armors.

”Basically, only the guards and a few others venture far out, my armour output, for now, is alright.”

This also meant if there were more people, it would not be enough.

”I’m reluctant to spend a building slot on armory in the future. Do you have better alternatives to improve your output?”

Clutch paused, before nodding. ”Well, we can get other armormakers to help, and I can improve on my craft.”

Althea nodded, ”I’ll leave it up to you then.” She said, shifting to Rowan for the military concerns. The redhead straightened his back again, dutifully reporting.

”Drake and the others were very good, they have techniques I am not familiar with, and I can teach them my knowledge. We improve our skills together.”

It was Oslo who spoke last. He leaned forward with a suave smile. ”The modular house was ingenious milord! ”Did you decide on it? It’s amazing I can’t stop thinking about it that I even improved a bit on my professional knowledge just studying it.”

Improve professional knowledge?

”You can ask Eugene for more information in his free time.” She said, ”I designed it with him by my side.”

Oslo was a little disappointed their chat couldn’t continue, but nodded in the end.

Althea didn’t notice this however, and she just looked at the NPCs with a bit of inquiry. ”Now that we’re on the topic of professional knowledge, I actually called you here in relation to this.”

They all looked at her simultaneously, curious as to what she would be asking.

”Can you tell me more about this subject?” She asked, ”Just what is it, really?”