After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 557

Chapter 557: Instigation
Among the new group of people happened to be Kyle, Vivian, and the others. Vivian looked particularly bloodthirsty with her Class E sword she stole from Peko.

She wasn’t very skilled, but she had the energy to stab people to her heart’s content.

After sobbing her heart out, her mind cleared a bit—even just for a bit. She needed to see for herself if her husband was really gone! And to do this, she must help end this war—and hopefully not in Fargo’s favor.

It was why she convinced the others who wanted to punish their torturers to go out with her. It so happened that the guards had their weapons out and they managed to take them, so everyone had Class E weapons.

The team had also gained some confidence after successfully killing 7 guards—people they so feared in the past. One of them was even a team lead!

They couldn’t help but recall the suffering they had to endure because of their weaknesses. Although they weren’t deluded to think that they suddenly became strong—they still wanted to get back the sense of agency they lost since coming to this place!

Of course, they still had plenty of voices of reason so they made sure to go about as safely as they could, only targeting lone or pairs weakened by the war.

Anyway, those who deserted the battle wouldn’t care for their companions. Some of them fled together, but when they saw someone get pulled into an alley, they just ran away without turning back.

At some point, they encountered a small group who were bloodied—some even with arrows sticking out—

The group of them—which had now increased in numbers by virtue of neighbors joining in—took down the latest deserters. As they did so, they couldn’t help but examine the men’s pre-existing wounds.

“These are crossbow arrows, there must be Alterans nearby!” Kyle said, and their team went in the direction the guards came from.

This meant there were more people to target. And, also… they wanted to see the enemies more. To see what kind of people they were!

They tracked the path by encountering a few more escapees and eventually found the narrow street where the battle was going. They also saw familiar faces there and joined in.

And so, with the combination of these three ‘teams’, the scores of guards in the area were finally cleared out.

…

At some point, the only ones left standing were the Alterans as well as the ‘betrayers’

They awkwardly looked at each other, not quite sure where to go about this. Do they just part ways? Do they merge?

Crow looked at the Fargo citizens, who were also injured and he looked at his team who had already drunk their medicine. “Do you guys have extra?”

Some nodded and they looked at the fellow Terrans who helped them out in their own way. Of course, to save on resources, they decided on diluting the potions.

The least injured Alterans were tasted to distribute the potion. The citizens flinched, surprised, when they realized what was being handed to them.

Shakily, they took them with a bit of disbelief and a grateful heart. “Thank you so much…”

“We’re brethren, we just help each other out,” the Alteran said with a bright smile, making the fargo citizen tear up a bit.

On another side, an Alteran gave a few Fargo citizen some of his old clothes. The Fargo citizens’ clothes—even all their change of clothing—were mostly ripped after being here for so long. This battle had rendered them practically naked.

There was no clothing store available to them at this time, where could they get a change of clothing? To be honest, because everyone had the same situation, they didn’t really notice this before. But now that things had calmed down, it seemed every one of the ‘enemies’ were well clothed?

And they could even hand them a few.

They looked at the Alteran, a little disbelieving of his generosity. “You…”

“I still have plenty,” the Alteran said, adorning a friendly smile on his face. “But I can just buy new sets. I needed to get new ones anyway, I’ve gotten fatter.”

“…”

Suffice to say, the Fargo citizens looked at him in shock.

Buy new Clothes?

Got fat?

And then there were also Alterans who were distributing some extra crackers they had in space.

They looked unbelievable by the fact that pretty much every Alteran seemed to have ample enough to share to others!

Rich ones even gave out a bottle of Gouji fruit Jam, making the citizens just gape at her in shock.

Of course, they didn’t stay in shock for long because the food could be eaten by others while they were in a daze!

Shakily, the citizens took a bite and ended up sobbing.

Everything was delicious!

How long had it been?

The only food with taste they could get was the raw gouji fruit, but how many trees of that were there, and how many thousands of people were vying for it?

Because there was no rule against violence, people started to fight amongst each other! Fargo’s men also encouraged it—even adding betting businesses!

In the past few weeks, the people who died fighting to get a taste of decent food were in the dozens!

But these people were just handing it over to them!

They ate the crackers deliciously, licking their fingers, unable to stop their tears from flowing.

Crow looked at the various similar interactions and then to his best friends, Sunny and Dog, where the latter was obviously enjoying the attentive care of the former.

“They must’ve suffered a lot here,” he said. Sunny nodded as she looked at everyone’s reactions to things that they had started to take for granted. “I can imagine, especially the women.”

Crow nodded. “So we’ll help them out,” he said, making his two friends look at him with a raised eyebrow.

Crow took out an amplifier he bought from the Research Center’s Store. For a moment, they thought he’d be speaking, but then he just handed it to Sunny.

Sunny: “…”

Fortunately, they had been friends for a long time, and she had an idea what Crow was up to.

Heaving a deep breath, she internalized her inner cheerleader, sending out a lovely-but-loud announcer voice. “Thank you for your help, everyone! We will apply you to receive contribution points when we win!”

The people looked at her, confused, but also listening aptly to whatever she wanted to say.

She smiled. “In Altera, Contribution points are as good as money!”

“To us Alterans, it could even be more important than money.”

“What do we need to do?” One of the men near her asked, not entirely convinced but hopeful.

Sunny paused and she looked back at Crow, who nodded at her.

“Help us win.” She said. “Help us win and you can have the right to own new clothes, get access to more food, and live like humans again!

“We don’t even ask you to risk your lives,” she said. “You just need to tell everyone else what awaits them if we win this war.”

Sunny gave them her brightest smile—an encouraging and shining light that hit many hearts.

“So… will you help us?”