After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 246

Chapter 246: Belluga Village
As smooth as the explorations to the South and the West were going, the trip to the East was currently a bit turbulent.

At this moment, the group of 30 Alterans was being followed by a few scores of people, but it was not necessary to go to the territory with them.

To be more accurate, they were being chased. A little bit rabidly, in fact.

Fable, who had very clearly disguised himself, was still exposed in the end.

But even if he was exposed… how was he to know that even under the circumstances of others barely having basic needs, he still had to deal with crazy fans following him?!

At the very least, he had thought that even his former fans would be so preoccupied with survival that they wouldn’t spend energy on him, even if they did notice!!

If his fans were to hear his question, they would answer very simply.

It was because their life was so bland with the bland food and lackluster houses and unstable environment that they had more intense spiritual needs than before!

To a lot of these girls, finding something—or someone, for that matter—that they could so clearly associate with their more stable and abundant pasts was akin to finding water in the desert.

And they were very, very, thirsty.

Fable shook his head as he ran, wondering if he had made the right decision by coming here.

As someone who had been to another territory before and as someone enticed by the fabulous rewards offered by Altera, he naturally volunteered to come and try his luck.

He really wanted to be a permanent resident as soon as possible. He had a feeling, the price for becoming a permanent resident would rise as the territory did. He didn’t want to miss this chance!!!

Of course, after being salivated by the Lord here, he made pertinent suggestions and caveats to the team who’d be going on the dangerous mission with him:

1. Ideally, no handsome men would come, if it was unavoidable then they must make themselves as unattractive as possible.

And…

2. If they were to sell goods like the others, it’s best for the harmless-looking women to do it.

Because it was safer. For the men.

In the end, a team of about thirty people was formed. Ten of these thirty were guards level 3 or above.

It was just that… the guards chosen this time did not know whether they should be glad or offended.

Anyway, right now, the day they were supposed to head back to Altera, he unexpectedly encountered a little… glitch.

“Here! Hide here!!!” A guard yelled, and they turned a corner into an alley. They were fortunate that, like most territories, the arrangements of the buildings here were on a per-need basis. This meant they were mostly placed haphazardly and were easy to get lost in.

And for the Alterans, it gave them plenty of hiding places.

Their hearts were beating loudly as they hid, though some guards couldn’t help but like the feeling of being chased by girls.

Made them feel handsome.

Fable saw their expression and wanted to strangle them. “If you like getting chased so much, why don’t you go distract them?!”

The guards paled, quickly shaking their heads.

Those fangirls were really rabid! If they showed up instead of their idols, they knew they might get a beating!

“Oh no handsome mister Fable, don’t say something so scary!”

“Yes, we are NOT enjoying this!”

“TSK.” Fable tutted and he wanted to call them out when they heard scuttling sounds quickly reaching their area.

“There they are!!”

“Damnit!!”

As they ran for their lives, Fable couldn’t help but recall the feeling of accomplishment he had early in on the trip.

They arrived at the territory about half a day after leaving Altera. It started out just as planned with the selling starting out relatively peacefully, and they had earned a lot of money.

Fable had even guided the team on where to sell and how to sell them, maximizing their profits.

With his sweet tongue (using a slightly modified voice), he had even managed to sell for much more than ten times their cost!

He was quite smug about this.

They stayed until the night in happy moods counting money and resting well. The next day, they happily prepared to leave after some advertisements regarding the sources of the goods.

Oh, and also, that they could come with them if they wanted.

It was a bit of a long shot because this territory was actually decent compared to most. It had few shanty areas as there were plenty of two-story houses built, and the basics like a restaurant, wells, and the others were there.

There was also a Level 3 wall with a few sentry towers to protect them, so the price they set was very acceptable to the citizens.

The only questionable choice was the bathhouse, but then their own Altera also had it so they couldn’t judge.

It had been nearly a month since they transferred here as well, how many still had the liquidity to move their base?

Anyway, although they may not be able to take people back directly, they still knew to attract more people. There was still a little contribution point for the first batch of people attracted by the trip, even if it was indirectly.

So, theoretically, this should’ve been an OK trip that earned them a lot of money and indirect points.

It was just that the Lord and her cronies were a little… eccentric.

Even the citizens were a little crazy, as they were personally experiencing at this time.

Who would think he’d be discovered because an extremely sharp-eyed fan saw a small tattoo under his palm?

It was very small, the size of a bug, but apparently, it was enough to identify him.

“Why don’t we just run all the way to the territory with these women?” Someone asked, whispering lest they be discovered in their very temporary hiding spot. “I mean, it makes sense, right?”

Fable rolled his eyes. The jerks even had the energy to joke.

“That’s kidnapping? Who knows if they have relatives!”

“Then make them follow us too!”

“…”

The Alterans looked at each other in thought, not saying anything for a while.

Well, should they??