After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 608

Chapter 608: Initial Plans (Part 2)
They also determined some changes that had to be done in the territory itself. First was the actual inhabitants. Their primary concern was the fighting within the territory.

“We would at least like to feel at peace when there wasn’t a war,” Santos said. After all, back when the Rongos were around, one could see some violation of human rights in a corner or two.

Althea nodded and turned to Oslo. “Would merging automatically implement the rules in Altera to the new territories?

“I am not certain of that, Miss Althea,” he said. He hadn’t been around much, only in cities and then the town he was ‘deposited’ in for hiring. At the time, they didn’t even go to war much, let alone manage to take over a territory.

“Well, we’ll find out soon enough,” Althea said, already thinking of the possibilities, and whether there would be rules to add specifically for Fargo.

She would later find out that she would be given an option whether to ‘copy’ the rules of Altera and implement them. This would save her time and effort to input the rules one by one.

However, she had to pay the same amount all over. Fortunately, money wasn’t a problem so the new Village would soon enjoy the same safety rules in Altera.

The next to report were the Alterans who stayed there a bit like Drake. They knew Altera well and had a better idea of the differences. “The sentries can be a bit denser,” he said, “And the dormitories would help remove the need for slums.”

Many people nodded at this, particularly those who traversed the slums. For example, there was Ansel, who looked at his sister as if he had been molested. “It was so disgusting! It’s like we were back to the medieval ages—and these are all modern Terrans, mind you!”

It seemed that even if people were educated, some people could go back to the medieval ages in a blink of an eye!

“It’ll be costly, but I’m sure the people living here would appreciate it and do what they could to help.”

Althea noted all of these, as well as the costs. There was no such thing as ‘utilities’ in the system options. Like in Altera, everything would have to be built manually, and that would be a huge amount of work.

The discussion continued with various points and proposals coming across. At each point, Althea had something to contribute or correct. One happened to be Vanessa’s, who proposed to keep slaves to gather resources for medicines.

She proceeded to say they would be treated humanely. Besides, a lot of the slaves didn’t deserve to be freed!

“That won’t do, we already promised them freedom during the height of war,” she said. “Except for the former guards and other ‘criminals’ who either be executed or become prisoners of war, the others should live freely.”

Vanessa wasn’t there so she missed a lot of promises. Failing to achieve this would lower the citizens’ trust to Altera, and Vanessa could only shut her mouth.

In the entire discussion, Victor and the others’ respect for Althea had increased another notch. Vanessa felt very uncomfortable the whole time.

“Can we see the lord token?” She asked, making everyone turn to Althea. Vanessa wanted to see the look of greed on the other woman’s face.

However, Althea’s expression didn’t change as she showed the two tokens which would merge automatically until the 28 hrs were up if they remained in her hands.

She noticed something different about Fargo Village’s token though. It appeared a bit bigger and thicker, with a small gem embedded at the side.

She used her assessment skill to take a look. “A Vision stone,” she said, but her assessment skill was apparently not high enough to know more about it, indicating the level of the ‘tool’ was not low.

She looked at Oslo, who walked next to her to get a closer look. Oslo looked very interested when she mentioned the name, and was happy to help.

Vanessa, who had always been watching closely, could see the affection and reverence in the man’s eyes. This made her eyebrows rise.

“This is quite rare,” he said, tone gentle. “I heard… one was stolen in a city. It caused a bit of a stir and a lot of people died. How could a village have it?”

“What does it do, exactly?”

“You’d be able to see a territory’s population, prestige, and the like,” Because of the lack of openness in information, the things he knew about certain tools were limited, even for him, a city dweller.

“I did hear that after some time, one could also see a territory’s wealth and resources, though I can’t say this for certain.”

“This is good enough, thank you.”

“Anything for Miss Althea…” He said before sitting down on the chair. He blinked when he felt an eye stuck on him and turned to see it was a beautiful woman.

A womanizer by habit, Oslo smiled and the woman blushed a bit, looking away.

Oslo shrugged and continued to listen to the meeting, unaware of the woman’s stare on him and increasing bitterness at the person leading the meeting.

At some point, it was Victor and Henry who spoke. “What about you? Will you be staying here for a while?”

“No.”

“Then… what do we do in the meantime?” Henry mumbled, worried.

This time it was Garan who spoke. “You will be affiliated with Altera, and we hope you will lead the population.

“If Altera decided to merge, then we would need a trustworthy person to steward the place.”

“Me?” Henry uttered then everyone nodded in agreement. To their surprise, however, he shook his head.

“I’m too old and tired. Have my son do it.”

The past few months—including the time when his daughter went missing—had taken a toll on his health. Followed by the migration and all the fighting… he simply didn’t have the will to add so much stress anymore.

Victor flinched and looked at everyone who was watching him. He then looked at his dad who was smiling at him, absolutely not planning on changing his mind.

Victor looked complicated and—after a few moments of consideration—sighed in defeat.

He rubbed his forehead, not particularly fond of politics himself. “I’ll… do my best.”