After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World-Chapter 1131: Eppa and Eppot

A new system building—even if it was just residential areas—would always end up turning into mini-events, let alone if it was Special Buildings being constructed.

They would just never get tired of watching such a thing. They were also happening less and less often, especially farther away from an upgrade, so they appreciated them more.

When people found out that it was the Post Office and the Pharmacy, more people came in so the surrounding streets were full of people. As for those at the back of the crowd, they were already too far away from the new street to appreciate it, but they were there for the spirit of celebration, anyway.

Some people were used to it, while many were also shocked.

"What’s going on?" A man with dried skin and a rough beard asked the woman next to her. The woman had similar facial features, but she was visibly much more healthy and well-off.

The man looked curiously at the dense crowd in front of him, and also the people approaching and joining in. He couldn’t even see the end of it at all.

The woman smiled a bit. "They’re building something new," she said. "I also like watching it. After all, back in Mauin we rarely saw anything being built."

The woman was Eppa, one of the first refugees from the fallen Mauin Village along with Mauru.

The man next to her was her brother, Eppot, who was among the ’slaves’ let in early during the war. He didn’t get injured at all, despite expecting to lose a limb or two like so many others, which was already a miracle he didn’t expect to wake up to.

Further, because he had a sister who was a resident, even if it was just temporary residency, she had the right to vouch for him and get him exempted from the fate of becoming a Prisoner of War.

During the interrogations, a few dozen people from Mauin were found along with him. They were now living with the Mauin Villagers there, turning their houses into denser dormitories.

Eppot didn’t expect he’d join them though, thinking he’d be living with his sister—which was not the case.

His living conditions as a slave were naturally much, much, worse. However, he happened to have seen where his sister lived. It was a small unit and only she and her husband, Louie, lived in.

It had complete accessories, had lovely views, and seemed like a place small nobles would live in.

She—a daughter—was living so lavishly while he—the son—was stuck with a handful of others in a single room? Despite the conditions being hundreds of times better than how it was as a slave, how can he be reconciled?

Today, not only were they shopping for his necessities, he was also hoping to convince her to let him use their unit. At least help rent him a similar one. Her husband was doing well in that guide-whatever-his-job was. They should be able to help him out.

"Well, it’s too much for us now," Eppa said, unaware of what was going on in her brother’s head. "Shall we go to the next store?"

The man nodded and then looked at the paper bags that filled both their hands. They were filled with various items they bought for him. "Where to next?"

The woman looked forward and pointed there. "There is a men’s clothing store in that area," she said.

The man looked at her. "Will it use the same fabric as your husband’s clothes?"

"No," she said. "We’ll need to buy you a few sets at a time so it can’t be too expensive. They’re very durable though."

His eyebrows furrowed. "It’s good fabric," he said, referring to her husband’s clothes.

"It’s not inexpensive," she said. "He also needs to appear very presentable as a representative of Alterra who faces various people from distant lands, even stronger territories."

Eppot didn’t seem to understand. Growing up, whatever his sister had—which wasn’t much—he had several more of. Husband and wife’s possessions were one, therefore he should also have similar things to Louie’s.

"I want it."

"But…"

It was around this time that a feminine voice sounded from their side. "Eppa? Eppot? What’s going on?"

They turned to see it was Juna, as Mauru’s wife, was the de-facto lady of their group. She had about a dozen people behind her who were also carrying some shopping bags.

Juna and the others pooled funds so they could get some basic clothing and supplies for each of their rescued comrades, so now they were shopping together with full hearts and satisfied stomachs.

They all had wide smiles on their faces while they curiously looked around, their hearts wanting to explore the place more.

Juna took leave from her school cleaning job to help settle the Mauin slaves they got. When she saw her close friend Eppa, she brightened a bit, but what she heard made her frown.

If it was before, she’d take it as it was. However, after so many months here, it felt wrong.

They... were raised to follow their fathers, brothers, husbands, and even sons. Growing up, she had seen Eppa give way to her brother every time. Whenever there was not enough food, most of it would go to her brother instead of her.

After all, he was bigger and he was the fighter while she was expected to help out with gathering and things like that. As such, he naturally deserved much more to eat.

While it was true that fighting was a lot riskier, it wasn’t like handling everything else in the territory was effortless. Anyway, him giving her a literal bite to eat while he got a handful wasn’t exactly fair.

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Fortunately, most people from their village had a conscience—thanks to the leadership and example of their late Lord—so the women were treated generally much better compared to those of other villages. Still, the differences were there, and Eppa was one of the starker cases in their village.

Juna looked at Eppot and suddenly had a bad feeling. Were they too kind, after all?