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

Enok and the others also gained a lot from the deals. After a couple of months, their team was promoted and gained a lot of Points within their mercenary team. Like in Alterra, some of the more powerful mercenary teams employed a point system to its members contributing to its growth.

They had mercenary shops where some treasures obtained by the team could be exchanged for a certain amount of points. It could be weapons, equipment, special potions, even small space stones—though the last one had such big point requirements it was still in the store, unclaimed.

Of course, there were also a lot of teams who had planned on stealing deals from them. After all, deals were usually with mercenary teams, not individuals.

Sad for them, the deal with Alterra was always with individuals and their teams or territory. Any change in either would be under strict study and they might even lose the deal due to the show of instability.

Helios and Sahara also considered them their good friends, and having Alterrans as allies was definitely something in their favor.

That said, right now they were visiting the family and met up with them at a restaurant. Miss Sahara's Mother was there, holding the baby, while Enok and the others chatted with Helios and Sahara.

"Have you joined a Mercenary team yet?" Enok asked, taking a bite of his sauteed Gugu bird and closing his eyes as he felt all the flavors explode in his tongue.

"Not yet," Helios said. When they found out that guards could also be in mercenary teams he and his uncle decided to do what they had always planned to do—make a mercenary team.

They had already met the level requirements and they could take loans to get the creation fee, but after months there had been no movements.

It felt like his uncle just seemed to have lost the will for adventure, just focusing on defending Iron Mountains. It was probably still due to heartbreak, and Helios didn't pressure him either.

Seeing as he answered the negative, Enok and the others brightened up. "Then… would you like to join us?"

Helios blinked, and then looked at Sahara, who just smiled at him, ready to nod at whatever he decided.

He held her hand and thought for a few moments. It was a tempting offer. He could have the adventure he had always wanted, and he had to admit that—while dangerous—he did enjoy his time with them back when he was looking for Sahara.

The thing was… he had Sahara and Helia now. He was no longer the childless single dude who could go off on random adventures.

Besides, he still trusted his uncle would get past things and move on for real. Anyway, it wasn't like he himself would go out while his daughter was still a baby. Life was so long and his adventure—ideally with his wife—could wait.

"Thanks for the offer but I'll pass," he said, then lifted his head to grin at them. "But we would love to visit your place someday." Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

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Of course, while there were aborigines from far and wide, there were also People from Ferrol who were their most common tourists. At least… until the pre-upgrade Blockage, in which case the visitors were definitely limited and trimmed down.

In any case, before the Blockage, the Ferrol folks had become such a prevalent tourist population in Alterra that a Ferrol-Alterra Tour package was offered.

This was spearheaded by Fred's Hospitality Team, and mimicked by a few other 'travel agencies'. Of course, as the pioneer of the trade in Xeno, the Glorious Hospitality Travel Agency was still the most popular choice.

After the Block, they shifted to other places, which also developed well under Alterra's circle of influence. Fred's company was also the only accredited Travel Agency to do Alterra Tours during the Blockage, but it was very expensive and for a while, only rich people were able to enter Alterra.

They had a representative staying (renting monthly) in the base there, ready to take on tourists from Ferrol. They didn't know much about the messenger birds because it was still an exclusive thing, but they were able to make use of it to some degree.

When they had to coordinate some clients to Alterra, the Ferrol team would ask the Terran Mercenary Team to send their messages for a fee, though they'd have to wait for when there were actual exchanges happening. After all, the messenger birds were important resources for the territory and couldn't be used casually for private exchanges.

However, now that they had a Post Office, their process would definitely be streamlined! Before, they had to limit their exchanges to once a month! Now, they could do it every two or three weeks!

No, because the Blockage was lifted, they could even do it more frequently! They'd just have to divide into teams and batches!

Similarly, Alterrans could also use their services when they went to Ferrol for a tour, partnering with Alterran Guard team (for a fee) or newly rising Mercenary Teams for protection.

It was odd for weak villagers to risk their lives to go to Towns for some 'sightseeing' but what they paid for was not only protection, but also the right for some kill-shots, helping their experience by the way.

The fee was also very beautiful, of course.

And when the Alterrans arrived in Ferrol, the Glorious Hospitality Team's representatives would be there to show them around Ferrol.

Their first Ferrol Tour, held months prior, gained quite a bit of attention.

Imagine a large group of foreign-looking people several inches shorter than average—and some weaker than average— walking around their streets, looking around with interest, as if the town was a show to watch.

They were even led by someone holding a bright colored flag and yelling random trivia at them, whether it was about the buildings, the people, or the culture of the local population.

It was quite an odd sight.

There had never been such a thing in Xeno—how could there be? People were focused on survival. Who enjoyed traveling through the dangerous outdoors just to look at other places?

Another adjective was stuck on Alterrans then:

Weirdoes who had a death wish.