After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 1086

Chapter 1086: More on Undead

Anyway, Medussa was then assigned to this department, experimenting to her heart’s content (within ethical standards, of course).

A new creature was definitely right up her alley.

“Fascinating…” she said, gesturing to poke at the corpse. Sienna quickly stopped her.

“Be careful,” she said, realizing a lot of these people would be working on the corpse for a long time. It didn’t matter before because they would often bury them deep under the sand, but it was different if it was in such an enclosed space.

“Even being too near an undead could cause you to get sick,” she said, saying of some cases they had before wherein everyone was so weak they didn’t have the time or energy to clean up the corpses. Suffice to say, things got worse.

“Place it in your space as much as you can,” Sienna said, very concerned. What if people here got sick? Not to mention her guilt, but it could add strain to the territories’ relationship!

However, the scientist didn’t seem to mind much. “Oh?” Medussa blinked before grinning widely. “Even more fascinating…”

“…”

Anyway, they could only watch as the woman hovered around the corpse, completely unbothered by its smell. This was much more than what Helios was doing, considering he was already at the farthest corner of the room right now.

Althea arrived about half an hour later, with Medussa already making a preliminary report and requests for tests. The frizzy-haired woman left after greeting Althea, though she ignored everyone else.

No one took it personally, of course. Besides, the leading scientist being so excited was a good thing for them.

Anyway, Sahara and the others walked over to greet Althea respectfully, and she did the same.

“Welcome to Alterra,” she said with a smile. “And thank you for this new specimen.”

“No, we should be thanking you for being open to it,” she said. “Can you tell me exactly what results you hope to achieve?”

The study of a new species was very broad. It’d help to focus on certain aspects if they wanted to see some effects as soon as possible.

At this, Sienna’s shoulders slumped, and so did Sahara’s. “My son… was bit by one during a battle. He fortunately cut his arm in time before the poison spread, but it made him sick.

“He had been ill since he was bitten,” she said. “It’s been 10 years since then and there are no signs of improvement.”

“He was always pale and vomiting—which was incredibly dangerous for a place like ours, where food and water was scarce—and his strength was reduced by a lot,” she said. “He is a metal elementalist, but now he could barely produce a single spike a day.”

“I worry so much because he always went out to fight enemies, regardless of his state,” she said. “I worry that someday he’d get killed.”

Althea looked at them. “So you hope for us to find a cure.”

They nodded. “If possible.”

“We will do our best,” she said, not promising anything, though she’d definitely get her people to do what they could. “If it’s possible, can you send him here in the next caravan?”

Sienna blinked. “Well… I’ll try to convince him,” she said. That man had not stepped outside Dune Town since that incident. He was afraid that the moment he stepped out, the enemies would come spiraling down on them.

Even if he wasn’t as strong as he used to be, he was still a force—let alone the fact he was the person usually in the commanding position.

Although their fights had been increasingly difficult, they were not yet hopeless. Without Sinnan there… it might as well be.

Althea understood her worries. “Well, let him come when the territory’s stable enough,” she said. “Otherwise, it’d be difficult for us to do anything about his disease.”

“I understand.”

“In the meantime, you let us have this specimen to work on,” she said. “It’d definitely take a while, so you can prepare your town before then.”

With this thought, she walked over to take a closer look at the creature.

Although she knew of its existence, she honestly didn’t think she’d encounter one personally—at least not so soon.

In terms of appearance, it was quite different from their own zombies. These ‘zombies’ were all bald, their skin was mottled and patchy, and they had a slightly burnt smell on top of the disgusting rotting smell.

They arrived at least a hundred years ago, yet the corpses were still mostly intact. The zombies in Terran actually smelled even worse.

Of course, this one’s stench still caused some headaches.

At this, she walked over to the ventilation control system and changed the settings. She also took note of sending an ice coffin here later on.

That said, she was really intrigued by what was keeping these creatures together, and perhaps where they came from—what caused them to be this way?

The Terran zombies weren’t transferred here for a reason. It was not that the system decided to choose humans in particular—rather, they chose ‘survivors’. That was to say: Every creature still alive.

Didn’t that mean these Undead were, too?

“There’s still a lot of creatures we will encounter,” she mumbled, mostly to herself. “It’d be better if we could get a live one to study.”

“…”

They were already scared of showing the corpse, but it seemed they wanted a live one?

However, Sienna did not mind doing anything as long as it could help her son. “Should we—”

Should we get a live one?

Althea shook her head.

“I’m afraid something will happen during transpo,” she said. “After taking a look at the corpse, I’ll ask the research center if they need to go there to study the critters themselves.”

This made Sienna and Sahara flinch. “Wouldn’t that be dangerous?”

Few people were willing to get out of the safety and comfort of a good territory—let alone if it was for the sake of other people!

Looking at their cynicism, Althea smiled.

“We’re living a good life here,” she said. “Some people find meaning in learning something new. Maybe your home would be the source of that.”