After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 515

Chapter 515: Planting Chaos
For hours, they hung around like this, preparing, dealing with mobs, and relaxing in their tents while the men suffered underground. As the time for war closed in, however, most of them were then taken out to do what they were set to do.

They also killed a couple of people for easier management and gravely injured the rest. They were groaning in pain, definitely in the most pain they had ever been in their lives.

The soldiers weren’t psychopaths, but torturing these men was very satisfying. They knew the war was starting soon and this part would end, so they decided to make them suffer for the remaining hours of their lives.

And some people enjoyed it more than others.

“GAHHH! STOP ITTT! AHHHHH!!”

Mao and the others flinched, cringed, and died a little as they watched Gill stab several manhoods to pieces.

“I heard you people like to misuse the man’s instruments. As a fellow man, I would like to return some balance to the world,” Gill said this with a blank face, as if he was just stating facts. He continued to stab the manhoods of the already-half-dead men that were sprawled in the area.

Worse? He did not just stab them. He added magma, and every man there had to watch balls steam as they were burned and melted.

“GAHHH!”

“AHHHH!!!”

Mao—the most empathic one despite all his flaws—was so cringed his whole body shook like a slug was added inside his shirt. “S-So uncomfortable!” he yelled.

To distract himself, he asked Sammy beside him (whom he really lost 10 gold to, by the way). “What time is it?”

“It’s time.”

“The exact time?”

“Does it matter?” Sammy said, crossing his arms. “We base on the sun remember? We don’t have electric watches!”

“Ah, right. Anyway, it’s time.”

At this, a certain part of the group took some of the weaker members and Terrans. Particularly, those who could still move. As they got dragged, their feet felt heavy. Were they finally going to get executed?

The thought of death terrified the men and they struggled, only to be met with very painful attacks and very real threats to any of their remaining extremities (or manhood).

They were dragged apart from the others who could no longer move. These men were confused but they were in so much pain they couldn’t think too clearly anymore. After walking some distance and reaching a small clearing, the Alterans settled them there.

They also may or may not have replaced the special ropes with normal ones, and used relatively loose knots as well.

There were more than 30 people there with varying degrees of injuries, a lot of whom had burning crotches. They were pale and bloodless as they were set up by Mao and the others.

At some distance, a few other Alterans stood by, watching as the next phase of the plan was settled.

“I think Gill overdid it,” Chris said, “Would they even be able to go where they should?”

“He probably fears his own sister was experiencing something similar,” Garan said.

“Gwen? Nah.” Sammy shrugged, recalling the woman. It was easier to get Chris in a drag queen skirt than to imagine Gwen succumbing to that kind of abuse.

Garan thought it made sense and nodded. “Well, a brother’s a brother,” he said, “Just imagining it would’ve made him want to kill.”

Garan couldn’t imagine what he would be like if he had seen these things but was still unaware of where his wife was. The unease would’ve made him crazy, and he’d have definitely done far worse to these men than what they were going through right now.

Anyway, the time drew near and Sammy, Mao, and a few others walked over and approached the kidnapped men who were shivering for their lives.

Sammy grinned and opened the bottle, sprinkling them all over a couple of enemies.

This one had the opposite effect from their favorite Beast Repelling Potion—a low-level Beast Attracting Potion.

It was something the aborigine teammates still marveled about.

These were things they knew to be sold—at very high prices—in level 3 Pharmacies. Hence, it was usually available in towns, but Altera could just produce them and make them so available that they could douse their enemies with it…

Of course, Ms. Althea would definitely put some sort of control over this substance, but still…

The men realized they were all drenched and he looked at the soldiers guardedly. “What did you bathe me with?!”

“My pee.”

The man gasped when he realized it did indeed smell a lot like pee!

While a lot of them pissed on themselves due to the torture, this liquid smelled much more potent, more acidic, and more disgusting!

“WHAT THE FU ARE YOU DOING!?” he yelled in anger, but realized his rope had gotten loose. He stopped moving, trying to appear subtle.

The Alterans saw this pause and hid their smiles. “Well it’s because you people are annoying as heck,” he said. “I was hoping it would shut you up.”

They doused a few more and when someone tried to shake it off he was met by a kick and an extra bottle of the ‘piss’.

After a while, the Alterans seemed satisfied with the bath and turned, ready to leave them there.

“Ah, I’m hungry!” Sammy yelled, turning around. “Let’s eat!”

The others nodded and they settled several meters away, just within their vision, but too far away for people who were supposed to be watching over them—leaving their surviving hostages in the open to eat.

The hostages, still reeling in pain and disgust, were very confused, but they couldn’t have it in them to think too much. They simply wanted to get away from these psychos as soon as they could!

They watched as the Alterans started eating their food some distance away, just leaving them there drenched and disgusting.

They flinched when a few people started moving. “What are you—”

“We could get out!” One whispered, “Wait until I get ahold of those bastards—”

“Come on! Let’s go! Don’t! They’re too strong!” Another said, but he didn’t wait for them. He just wanted to get away!

They immediately ran, though in a random direction.

When they heard an Alteran’s exclamation, their hearts fell.

“Ah darnit! They escaped,” Sammy yelled, with very bad acting. “Oh! Wait they’re heading opposite of their territory maybe we can catch them?”

Immediately the men turned, running in the other direction.

When they were out of sight, the soldiers relaxed immediately, resuming their meals as if nothing happened.