After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 301

Chapter 301: Willing Guardians
Meanwhile, at the Southwest gate, Rowan jumped to the middle of the mob and used his abilities to kill a wave.

He was very strong. Although he was sweating due to the sheer quantity, Rowan was still as strong as ever.

Althea was very relieved with the other gate because the strong Aborigines were there. She was also relieved not just for herself but for other Terran territories.

Hopefully, they also managed to hire decent NPCs. With them, any mobs inside the protection field were manageable.

So… even if more than 80% of the monsters were attacking that area, she just needed to focus on her own scope.

As for the Terrans, because of the policy requiring employees to train outside several hours a week, even the ‘office-people’ maintained basic fighting skills.

Everyone who went out was at least level 3, and they were leveling up quickly because the monsters were greatly weakened by the Aborigines.

Overall, she was really quite assured with the southwest side and just rebuilt the secondary wall there as needed.

However, it couldn’t be as ‘perfect’ as before. The mob was too big, it was inevitable to have a few sacrifices.

Rowan threw another fire whip when a metal spike appeared to kill the adjacent monster. His red eyes stared at the lifeless body that he was too late to save, and it was pulled back by a teammate to the side, trying to make sure his body wasn’t disrespected even during the fight.

In anger, even when his mana was already draining, he shot another large firewhip in the direction of the monster, killing it along with a few others.

“My turn,” Oslo said, returning to his side, killing a few monsters on the way.

As the strongest forces, at least one of them had to be present at all times to minimize the deaths.

Oslo had been resting inside for about two hours, as they had decided to alternate.

Rowan did not immediately leave, however, because the numbers were still in the thousands and they hoped to further lessen the load.

Seeing this, Oslo sighed and just handed some mana potion he had in his space. “You should replenish now.”

“Ah, thanks,” he said, quickly downing the shimmering blue liquid. He blinked when he saw it was the more expensive sort but Oslo was already in the middle of the fight before he could thank him.

In fact, only Rowan as a soldier was duty-bound to defend the territory, but who told Oslo and the others to like this place so much?

However, Rowan understood the other man’s thoughts, so after mass killing and consuming the regenerated mana again. The man followed instructions and went to replenish some energy.

When Rowan left, Oslo threw massive amounts of metal and earth Spikes, assisting the guards in gathering a bulk of experience and copper.

“Thanks, Oslo!!”

“You’re awesome!”

“I leveled up!” Another yelled, “Just what I needed!”

Although there were a lot of monsters, the level was low, so it wasn’t a problem as long as they got ample rest. Not to mention the guards and citizens were hungry to get the ‘last hit’.

Soon, even the other aborigines like Clout and the Gardener joined in, significantly lightening up the load.

They may not be fighters, but they were still level 15.

This was pretty impressive as non-fighting hired individuals generally didn’t participate willingly in such fights.

But Oslo smiled, knowing how they felt very clearly.

A few hours later, Rowan returned and patted the sweating Oslo’s shoulder. “My turn,” he said and the blonde nodded.

However, he wasn’t going back inside to rest. “I’m going to check on the lord.”

Rowan blinked, a little startled, and then looked at the hardworking guards and citizens around him. A small smile graced his usually stoic face, killing a few attacking monsters along the way.

He had been sent to assist level 2 villages against the upgrade beast tide more than once before.

These territories had much higher levels of fighters than in Altera, but the momentum was never, ever, so big.

It was paradoxically both a mystery and an understandable fact.

In those territories, there were a lot of casualties even in groups of level 7 guards fighting against huge mobs of level 3 monsters.

But in Altera, groups of level 3s and 4s handled the monsters through cooperation and strategies.

Even if they went against level 5s, they could handle it long enough for him or any other of the aborigines to arrive.

It was difficult and they had casualties and deaths, but it was amazing what they could do with their current strengths.

And, perhaps most importantly, there was the territory itself.

It served as their supportive backing, as their anchor, and place to rest and be treated for their wounds. It was always there, never allowing the fighters to feel hopeless.

He was curious about what would happen when their levels caught up with theirs.

He looked at Oslo, who was staring at him, thinking he had instructions to send. “Hmm.” He shook his head, “Tell the Lord that we—and her people—are handling this gate well.”

…

Heading to the other gate, Oslo couldn’t help but observe the activity inside the walls.

While the fight was difficult and they had already started to witness some deaths, it wasn’t enough to scare most of the locals who had already seen much worse before they became members of the territory.

In the past month, death had become a part of their lives, and they were already thankful they were still alive after so long.

A lot of stalls were even set up near the infirmary just inside the stone wall, accessible to fighters whenever they needed sustenance.

“Hello Mr. Oslo, you should rest over there!” George Yu was one of the first batch. He was a newcomer that just entered.

He set up… a massage stall. There were indeed a few fighters asking him to massage their shoulders and tired arms.

It was George’s brother who was doing the job, and he seemed to be quite enjoying it.

It was an odd practice for Oslo, but the soldiers did look like they were being treated and reenergized after…

Oslo shook his head at the offer in the end. “I’m going to the other side to check.”

George nodded in understanding. “Okay, good luck!”

George followed the back of the aborigine with deep admiration, though he also didn’t want to lose in terms of loyalty to the territory, especially not to someone not even Terran.

Since he found his autistic brother here and living well, he wanted to do more for the territory. Also, he needed contribution points to give his brother a better life.

His brother was one of the people who were lucky to have been rescued by the guards when they were making rounds. One of the first batch of rescues, and it could be said his brother suffered less than he did.

How relieved he was when they found each other via the announcement system, and how happy he was when he saw his brother all smiley and safe.

And now he, too, was living quite well.

You must know that even in Terran, his brother didn’t have such a smile on his face.

George just owed a lot to the territory, so he joined in the fight, occasionally joining his brother here when he was resting.

“Brother. Drink.” Koo handed him a bottle of juice he bought earlier.

George smiled and took it, looking at his brother who had not gone to rest at all since the war began.

However, he didn’t force him to go home either and just let him spend his time on the stall.

Although his brother couldn’t express himself well, he knew he cared too much for him to be able to rest comfortably.

It was also his own way of helping the territory.

“It’s time for me to go now,” George said with a huff, standing up and facing the large gate.

“Be careful brother! We’re going to Gaea restaurant after, okay?”

George laughed, “Yes, of course! We’ll order your favorite fried Gugu Bird.”

Koo Yu gave a toothy grin, waving his hand as his brother walked away.

As George walked towards the gate, he took out a porcelain bottle from the space. He wanted to take the medicine so he was in top shape before the fight.

As he drank, his rough fingers couldn’t help but rub the bottle a bit.

The supply of medicine was free for the first ten bottles per person. This was a huge cost, and it showed how the territory never lacked in trying to keep them alive.

It showed how much importance it placed on their lives, compared to material things like money.

To many who had experienced the horridness of this place, this alone… was enough to lay down their lives.

Unfortunately, though he didn’t know it yet, George Yu will indeed do so.