After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 1047

Chapter 1047: Unfriendly Visitors

A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! May you all have a blessed 2025~ *dances*

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The Iron Shop was a large shop comprised of three modules. It was located by one of the new plazas Alterra built when it took over.

After the Alterrans moved in, they not only built the Alterras shop (with a section dedicated to Gaea Grocery items), they also built one shop where people could purchase iron, whether it was in raw ore form or already refined.

Other Territories all had Weapon Shops which levelled up after time. However, the level D weapons they could produce were limited because most of them did not have a lot of iron. They had to buy the raw materials from others before the weapon store could produce it.

Before, the iron was purchased directly at the mines which were not organized. Of course, there was also the fact that there seemed to be one territory that was receiving the majority of the iron, so there was that.

Another effect of this was that there would be less Class D weapons in the surrounding territories, lowering the threats that Guia’s adjacent villages could pose. This was another way Baltimore made sure he remained the indisputable strongest village in the area.

In contrast, with the Alterrans at the helm, the purchase limits for others had even slightly increased, though not too much.

This was not enough to allow other territories to make too many good weapons, but they also wanted to provide to as many ‘baskets’ as possible.

They didn’t change the pricing either and even lowered it for territories that were allied with them.

They were less greedy and their production line was much, much, more efficient. So, even with the lower price, Alterra was making huge profits—a lot better than what Guia made before.

Anyway, during the past few weeks it was opened, the Iron Shop naturally became one of the most popular place for visitors. It was next only to the Alterra Shop, which was only more popular because of its variety and the rarity of its products.

That said, there had been a lot of conflicts since its inception. This was not a surprise; this was just how this world was.

It couldn’t be all like Alterra, right? Even with the rules and regulations, the majority of the population were still aborigines who were used to talking with their fists.

At least the territory made a good chump of money from bails…

Anyway, this was not the issue right now.

Rowan walked forward, joining the three guards, including Hugo. “What’s going on?” he asked and Hugo looked at him.

“These men are asking us to surrender our Iron. All of it,” he said. “They didn’t care about our explanations at all.”

No wonder there was so much noise—and most of which weren’t even from their own people—when there was no one fighting.

Many of these people probably went here and queued properly to buy their iron. How could they allow other people to just take them all away?

He heaved a deep breath and looked at the aborigines, each one with a higher level than his.

“First of all, these are not free,” he said. “And second, each buyer had a purchase limit—this meant no one individual or group could buy everything.”

He then looked at all the people frowning round them, glaring at the newcomers. “As you can see, they are all waiting in line for their share.”

All the people in the queue nodded in approval, which made the bullies frown deeper than before.

“What are you talking about?” Ashol, the leader of the group, asked. He crossed his arms, growing impatient at all this delay. “You have never caused us trouble before. Where’s your Lord? We need to talk to him!

“These things were usually placed in our carts without question! Don’t make me lose my patience,” he said, genuinely about to make a move.

“Perhaps that’s because the items aren’t yours as you claim,” Rowan said with a deadpan expression on his face. However, his body was tense, definitely prepared to take on an attack directed at him.

“This has always been our property!” he said, appearing to take this for granted.

Rowan narrowed his eyes as he looked at them. “Who are you?” In retrospect, they should’ve asked earlier. It was just that the other party had the attitude that they must be known and recognized—and therefore must be catered to.

“We’re from Valov Town,” he said. As he said this, he and his teammates lifted their chins up. He was expecting for them to be more obedient.

Unexpectedly, they did not flinch at all. Some of the other visitors who had heard about them didn’t seem to care much either.

It was only this time that Ashol realized that there were a lot of things that they missed. It had been a while since he personally was sent here so he had forgotten a lot of how it was.

Another group was usually assigned to do this, but they had been missing in action for weeks, so his group was sent instead.

At most, he just noticed the name change, which had indeed been odd, but he didn’t think too much of it.

“You don’t know us?” he asked, the grip on his weapon tightening. “Who are you?”

“In case you hadn’t noticed, this is no longer Guia VIllage,” Rowan said, taking out his weapon too. Hugo and the others long had their weapons out, and they were prepared to have an all out fight several minutes ago.

“Our territory won Guia Village, and we now control the mines.”

“What?” Ashol and the others looked at each other.

It turned out the Lord wasn’t even Baltimore anymore?

This was big news!

Things happened quickly. One of the men next to Ashol practically disappeared from where he stood, dashing over to the citizens.

He gestured to grab someone to interrogate—using a painful grip as he did so—but there was a flash of light and he disappeared.

Ashol and the others’ eyes widened when they saw this. “HEY! Where is he?”

“In prison,” Rowan ‘kindly’ explained. “Didn’t you listen to the rules and regulations?”

“You cannot commit hostile crimes that could hurt other people, or the system would make a move.”

Rowan’s sharp eyes stared at them. His level might be lower, but his confidence to the system and their rules added a certain height to his words.

“You can try and attack us now so you could join him.”