After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 596

Chapter 596: Fargo’s Warehouse
At this time, Althea had already jumped down to ground level, meeting with Fufi as the rest remained to clear out the enemies and handle the fallen slaves.

Although the smoke bomb was effective to their level, she had seen how the slaves had been pushing themselves despite virtually being incredibly weak. She had also heard that ‘orders’, especially from the lord, could make slaves perform far more than what their bodies would allow, so they didn’t dare feel complacent even if they were asleep now.

However, they obviously didn’t have enough ropes for hundreds of people, so they could only keep them in the coralle until the war was over.

She followed Fufi as he traced the man’s scent. Where would he hide?

Would he go to his home? Did he build a bunker there?

It wasn’t that they didn’t think of it, but so far there was no signal flare from the people who were tasked to monitor it.

Where was the safest place a lord could go?

Boom!

She looked up to see that a flare did explode, though it was in a different direction from his home.

She blinked.

The Warehouse!

Althea and Fufi hurried to the location, hoping Fargo hadn’t entered yet. Although she assigned a few people there, she also knew the warehouse was guarded by a number of guards, some of whom were mercenaries.

Although most of these guards had been called to join the fights, Fargo would never leave it completely unguarded.

From what she knew, Fargo had upgraded his warehouse, and it would probably take them hours and massive amounts of energy before they could destroy it—that was granted the remaining guards (if there were any) didn’t arrive on time to handle the threats!

Too many things could happen during that duration. Their remaining hundreds of guards could recover, the slaves could wake up, and many other things.

At this thought, the two’s pace increased. Althea truly hoped it was not too late!

…

At this time, right outside the warehouse, two groups of people were at a standstill.

Fargo and his remaining guards were a couple of meters away from the warehouse, outside the walls of the warehouse.

Unlike Altera, the buildings here were relatively dense. The exterior circle was filled with shanties, while the interior looked a lot like a dense downtown area in modern Terran rural towns.

For the warehouse, Fargo opted for a design like Terran where there was some space around the warehouse and then surrounded by a Level 2 wall around it.

The space around would be used as standby area for the items to be placed in the warehouse. Only the lord could take items in and out of the building—which felt a little below him—and it was his way to lessen his own workload.

At this time, the gate was opened and the two guards remaining assigned to the area were down pn the ground. Victor and a few were blocking Fargo’s way. They were all bloodied and injured, but impressively their stances were stable.

From another angle just outside Fargo’s line of sight, one would be able to see Juni and a few other girls hidden in an alleyway, with Juni holding out her sword in defense, but otherwise safe.

Victor’s mission was in the Mercenary Hall, which was near the warehouse and the Village Center as part of the core area of the territory.

Victor and the others were traversing the inner circle, taking care of the few guards—deserters—they encountered. But then the flare exploded nearby and they quickly hid the women as they checked on what was happening.

When they realized it was Fargo and two guards rushing to the warehouse, they didn’t hesitate on using much of their energy to take care of the two guards at the gate. The two guards were just below the level cap at level 13 and 14, which meant it was not an easy fight.

But they chose to do this because they saw the guards next to Fargo were beyond the level cap—at the very least, with two down, they only had to worry about attacks coming from Fargo himself.

Fortunately, the two people assigned by Altera to the warehouse—Joe and Lee—joined them so they could handle the mercenaries as fast as they could before having to defend against the three strongmen coming… and they did so desperately.

Even if the two strongmen pushed them away repeatedly, they would immediately stand back up, making sure to block Fargo’s way inside.

Victor and the others actually didn’t know the extent of which a warehouse could actually save a lord’s life. They just thought the enemies could still have weapons inside, so they did their best to block their way.

This had only been going on for about a minute but Fargo’s eyes were red with impatience. His sharp eyes looked around to see if there was anything they could use.

He looked at the second floor of the nearby houses and saw a few people looking over to see what was happening. Most of these people were Fargo sympathizers—which was how they could afford houses in core areas—and seeing it was their lord and powerful mercenaries, they finally found the courage to look out their windows.

Fargo found a few very familiar faces. He recognized one as Jall, a middle-aged man who had deep pockets and a knack for gossip. The man actually had the money required to be a lord himself, but did not have the potential (he only had Class C potential) needed.

Fargo made sure to ally himself well with the man, easily getting much of his wealth in the process.

This was in exchange for some perks, of course, in the form of slaves.

Through him, Fargo also found out about a lot of people who wanted to cause him trouble, all of whom were—with the exception of Victor—promptly ‘taken care of’.

The man was waving at him, and then pointing in a direction. He turned to the aborigines, who immediately lunged in the direction that made Victor and the others pale.

“NO!” they yelled as they watched the two high-leveled people rush over to the helpless women, who could only scream in shock.