After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 193

Chapter 193: Newcomers
[12 days of Protection Period]

Altera Village.

After much ado, the mighty team of 131 people, led by Drake, finally arrived at the vicinity of Altera village.

Because most of the people were injured, the pace of travel was very slow. It was already daybreak the next day when Althea and the team returned.

The newcomers stared blankly at the tall walls of stone and sentries. Intimidating from the outside, but stability-inducing from the inside.

“Are level two villages so powerful?”

“I don’t know. But it should be very expensive.”

“Yes, the previous Lord asked us to give shares to build a wooden fence. At the time, he looked like he was planning on scraping everyone’s wallets.”

“The people here must be seriously rich, then…”

As the people chatted, some guards had already excused themselves according to Althea’s instructions, for them to get people to help with the injured as soon as possible.

Soon, the large group went past the territory line.

[Welcome to Altera Village (Lv2)! Please pay 5 copper coins as entry fee.]

[To become a resident, kindly stop by the Village center for a free registration.]

[Please read the Rules and Regulations below:

…

Ansel’s eyebrows rose. He abruptly turned his head to look at Althea, eyes sparkling with inquiry. Altera?

Althea saw this and gave him a mysterious smile instead of answering.

They’ve been family for so many years. How could he not know what this meant?

Their exchange was subtle and went unnoticed. Althea even shrugged it off and shifted her attention on the refugees a moment later.

Ansel, on the other hand, was gaping at her the whole time, trying to keep himself from exploding.

Altera was definitely ‘that’ Altera!

He was related to the Lord! How awesome was that?

…

While Ansel was immersed in the wonderful idea of being directly related to the lord, the other people were discussing a different part of the welcoming sentence.

They looked at each other, shocked. “5 copper? So cheap?” One asked, eyebrows raised all the way up, wondering if he just wasn’t seeing another zero in the end.

“So good?” One asked, a little cynical. “Maybe the purchase inside would be sky high!

“Goodness, I hope not.”

“We could get resources to eat for such a low amount! This amount is almost free, right??” Another one exclaimed, already reading the rules and regulations.

Even if it was limited, the amount was more than enough for a person.

In their previous territory, everything was charged high. The only things they could gather for free were loose stones and twigs, to be sold to the territory at low prices.

Of course, they didn’t think it was unfair because at least they could gather resources within the safety of the walls, but… no comparison, no harm.

“There’s water?” Another one voiced out, disbelieving. “So cheap!”

Could they finally take a bath? They couldn’t use the water from the restaurant gruel as bath water right?

Then someone brought out a concern, “We are also required to fight?” He asked, shaking, still remembering the terror of the previous beast tide.

The air was stagnant and they looked at the guards, who were unfazed.

“Well, if you want a contribution point, you can fight. Don’t worry, the territory has a lot of people vying for it. Everyone could contribute in their own way during wars, not just fighting.”

“What’s a contribution point?” Another one asked, recalling that he had indeed read it in the rules.

Followed by another question, and another.

The guards who were with them answered patiently, but inside they were feeling extremely proud of their territory.

Even without comparison they knew their territory was amazing. But with all these refugees telling them the situation outside, their liking and loyalty to the territory had long formed to love and obsessive pride.

“CPs—er, Contribution Points—are points you’d get if you contribute to the territory one way or another. The best way was to contribute to the territory fights, but people with jobs judged by the territory to help its growth would also get contribution points.”

“I hear private business owners could also apply to pay their people these points, in lieu of copper.”

There were dozens of chatters around the crowd, it seemed that the rules alone were plenty enough to talk about for hours.

They entered the massive gates with bated breath, inevitably even more excited than before.

Inside, they found themselves on a peculiar but beautiful wide road in the middle of a rich forest.

The forest was majestic. Which was weird because, obviously, the forest outside was the same as that inside. The power of contrast, perhaps?

There were also trees in the middle of the avenue and along the sidewalks, indicating the lord here had foresight and was set to follow his or her plans.

And these plans made them even more optimistic.

“The Lord here is very good.”

The guards paused and looked at each other. “Actually, the territory doesn’t seem to have a lord…”

Those nearby turned and waited for the rest of the story.

The guard had no choice but to say. “Everything here is done through the Village Centre, saying it is the Village System.”

There were murmurs around, but they were mostly puzzled.

“Do you believe it?”

“Well, it doesn’t matter which one it is, as long as we live well…”

“That’s true…”

Basically, everyone was left to their own thoughts and wander, with the guards answering endless questions as they traversed the wide avenue.

It was around this time that they heard the sound of rolling. It was a little loud so when it got close there was a bit of a vibration.

Their hearts turned cold, partly thinking they were monsters.

However, their worries were soon put to rest because soon several human-pulled carts and rickshaws appeared.

“What—”

“Seriously?”

There were a few people on the carts who stepped out and went to them, directly to the heavily injured ones.

These carts immediately took them in, prepared to go somewhere else, likely for treatment.

Seeing all these, the newcomers’ hearts couldn’t help but beat loudly.

Obviously, they all arrived here together, why was the developmental difference so stark?!