After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 487

Chapter 487: Plan
They all looked at her a little startled, but at the same time not really shocked.

“They would definitely target us next,” Garan nodded, agreeing. “We should attack them before they could attack.”

This was not an easy decision on Althea’s part. She never thought she’d actually ever be an attacker—she had always only wanted to be the defending party as it was much safer for their people—but their current enemy forced their hand.

“They already used their attack slots and, although they didn’t receive much damage, they wouldn’t have guessed they’d be attacked so soon.”

It so happened that Garan and the others had already landed there and it was already on her map, so it was no problem to attack them as soon as they were ready.

“Now that we’re on the attacking side,” Garan began to speak, shutting up everyone else. “It complicates a lot of things.”

“On the defensive side, we only had to maintain our walls and keep most of the enemies out.” With strong men on the defense, the sentries, the walls, and all the preparations, their position was basically guaranteed.

“As long as we watched the internal workings and prevented them from damaging our people and infrastructure, this would not be too difficult.”

This was an understatement, of course, but he didn’t want his men to be complacent.

“Now that we’re on the attacking side, the planning would be much more thorough. We also have to complete all preparations quickly and catch them completely off-guard. Finally, we need to find a way that wouldn’t unnecessarily risk anyone.

“Attacking head-on, especially a territory like Fargo with strong guards, guns, and sentries, would be dangerous. Even if we win, we’d suffer a lot of losses.

“Loss of life is rarely worth it.”

The Terrans nodded—taking it for granted—while the aborigines stared, their hearts pounding. They felt these people weren’t even pretending, they truly didn’t want to sacrifice anyone at all.

Even if it would be troublesome and expensive, they would choose the safest path.

This made the aborigines’ hearts feel full, Altera showing once again that it was a territory worth fighting for.

To the Terrans, though this was common sense, so their discussion had quickly shifted to the modes of attack.

“We already have people there, but with the entries of those strong aborigines, I highly doubt they managed to make enough waves.”

“That’s fine, it’s good to stay low-key, they would be hunted down otherwise.”

Garan nodded, proceeding to take out a paper and pen to sketch what they knew about the territory. They had always wanted to fight Fargo one way or another so they naturally researched a lot, and so did Henry and Victor.

“Fargo is located in a valley, further surrounded by cliffs.”

“What a good location…” Mathilda mumbled, nodding. It was easy to defend and difficult to attack.

“Well, fortunately, we have the teleportation array.”

“Yes, but we won’t be depending on that. As Fargo did with Bright, we’d be placing plenty of people nearby even before the war.” Garan said, immediately coming up with a plan.

“We can try to weaken their forces one by one. The risk was that Fargo and the others would realize it eventually and get prepared.”

This excited a lot of people. They also wanted to hunt Fargo’s men.

The plans became more and more concrete, some were scrapped in the middle due to the high risks, but with many heads and a passion to kill, they came up with a pretty decent plan to minimize their losses.

It was quite expensive, especially for their weapons makers and… Althea’s team.

Garan looked at her again, confirming if she could really, really, do it, and she nodded for the nth time, assuring him of her abilities.

“We should also send people to get closer to him,” Gill finally said.

“Who, though?”

They put this matter aside for a bit, discussing other areas such as the timeline and the resources required.

Their discussion was cut when a knock on the door sounded, revealing one of the guards. “A civilian is here, wanting to talk to anyone in position,” he said. “She said it’s regarding Fargo.”

They looked at each other and nodded. However, when it was the beautiful Juni who entered the room, everyone was surprised.

Gill stood up with furrowed eyebrows, “Why are you here?” he asked, a little guarded.

“I heard about the spies,” she said, her eyes shaking a bit when she saw him. However, she didn’t say anything inappropriate. If anything, she actually looked past him. “I suggest sending spies there as well.”

“Why do you know that?” Gill asked, looking at her with furrowed eyebrows. She pursed her lips.

“I was there when the spies were captured. I… have been following them.”

She wasn’t sure what she’d do, but she wanted to learn more. She had used her acting skills to lower her presence. She even wore some disguise while following them, and she had indeed heard of some questionable things.

The guardedness in Gill’s eyes dissipated a bit—he was aware that Juni had liked doing detective work back then—and to be frank Juni felt a bit broken-hearted that his suspicions were there in the first place.

Mathilda cleared her throat, clearing the awkward atmosphere. She walked over and held Juni’s hand—holding the hand of someone she had once believed would be her daughter-in-law.

“We were just talking about that,” she said with a gentle smile, “Do you have a proposal on how we’d go about this?”

Juni nodded. “Me. I hope to give it a try.”

She felt Gill’s warm hands on her arm, pulling her closer to him, whispering. “Why?”

“I need to get some fresh air.”

“What??” Gill exclaimed, pausing, trying to calm himself. “You…”

Behind Gill, someone whispered to the person next to him in a gossipy tone. “She’s not going to betray the entire territory because of Boss Gill, is she?”

A woman’s ire knew no bounds, after all.

He thought he was whispering, but everyone had better hearing now after all.

Even Juni heard the side comment. “I will sign a contract. I want to contribute. I hope to receive a good contribution for this, that’s all.”

Althea and the others looked at each other, wondering if this was the good way to go. Then, they looked at Gill, who knew the woman best among them.

“What do you think, Gill?”