After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 618

Chapter 618: Heading Back
Althea and the others were finally heading back home with the couple of Alterans left behind, and a few locals who’d be coming with them.

While the Alterans didn’t stop the migration of Fargo citizens to Altera, they didn’t strongly recommend it.

For one, Altera didn’t need such an influx of population at this time. If anything, such a huge scale of migration could bring about a lot of inconveniences to them.

Second, Fargo Village would essentially become part of Altera soon. It would also be needing it for the resources that it had—particularly, limestone and copper. Taking away too many of its people and talent would hinder its use.

Hence, the Alterans were asked to discourage the locals’ immigration unless the person had a relative in Altera or had been thoroughly abused in Fargo.

Of course, there were still a few hundred citizens and slaves who insisted on going, absolutely not wanting to stay in Fargo for another minute!

Anyway, the remaining Alterans and immigrants heading to Altera lined up to go through the array, the latter with various expectations in their minds. Considering how their territory had been crushed, Altera must be even better than Fargo!

No, even if it wasn’t, it was still infinitely better than this place!

The teleportation array back to Altera was open for a full 28 hours. After studying this new territory, a lot of Alterans had already gone back hours prior.

There was nothing interesting in Fargo anyway and a lot of them felt they had seen enough during the war!

Unfortunately, the array was still inaccessible to everyone beyond the level cap, so Garan and the others had no choice but to travel back on foot.

“I’ll come with you,” Althea said, feeling pity for her husband who would still be traveling for some time.

Garan smiled and kissed her forehead, “No need,” he told her, “You don’t need to suffer. At our level, it’s only a day of leisure travel at most.”

“But…”

Garan shook his head. “You also need to discuss what to do with the token amongst the other elders,” he paused, gently rubbing her cute nose.

“And most importantly: Our children miss you, I’m sure. We haven’t been hanging around them lately.”

The two of them had been very busy in preparation for this war. He didn’t want to delay their reunion with at least one parent.

Althea pursed her lips before nodding, heading into the array with many others.

Other than Althea, there weren’t many Alterans who had stayed behind after the initial round of cleanups. A lot of them had long gone back to Altera to get treated or just go home already. This included Yiyi, so Jake, who had to walk back, was particularly antsy.

By this time, there was a small mob of people, along with Henry and the others seeing everyone off. They all had worried expressions on their faces though.

“Can one of us come with you?” Henry asked, “We would like to see where the home base is.”

One representative to see would be fine. After all, there was a tacit agreement that their group would be under Garan’s. It was natural they would want to see more of its capability.

Beside her father, Vanessa nodded. She had seen how unimpressed Althea and the others were with Fargo—which was arguably already very good.

She wanted to see… what kind of life this woman had been living!

Unfortunately, Garan shook his head in response. “This place would need everyone. We’ll deploy more forces to assist soon.”

Victor and Henry seemed a bit disappointed, but they understood.

“Well, next time then,” Victor said, before saying his goodbyes. “Be careful.”

“Let’s go,” Garan uttered and everyone turned towards Altera.

However, before they could leave, all the soldiers’ senses heightened and immediately entered attacking modes.

They felt some strength in the oncoming party, so their guards were raised high.

It immediately deflated like a balloon as soon as they saw who they were though.

It was Turbo and the others, sweaty and panting, obviously rushing to get there in record speeds. They didn’t go as hard as Jake, but they also went on a rush.

They thought they still had some time before the war ended, and there could still be some use for them! However, they saw the peace and quiet and they realized the war was already finished!

“Wait, over already!? There’re still a few hours though!” Turbo gasped, panting.

Sammy sighed and wrapped his arms around the man’s neck, leading him back in the direction he was from. “Well, we can still get attacked one more time this month so just go back and prep the territory.”

“But I’m so tired!”

Garan looked at the newly arrived Turbo and the others, and then to the citizens of Fargo and to Henry.

“Then you can rest here.”

“!!!!”

And so, Team B was tasked to stay in Fargo, delaying their stay back in their precious homes again!

“Didn’t you say you were tired?” Sammy said, grinning smugly. This made Turbo glare at him.

“I want to rest in my comfy bed and pillow! I wanna go to the bathhouse! I want to go eat my delicious hot and sour noodles, damnit!!”

Comfortable bed? Pillows? Bathhouse? Hot and sour noodles?!

The barrage of enticing keywords made the others quite curious, realizing there was even more to Altera than they thought. Except for the slaves taken back and the few relatives found by Alterans, the Alterans didn’t really stay and chat.

Most of them had sustained a lot of injuries and didn’t want to stay outside too long—especially at the risk of having to walk all the way back.

That said, all those who were left in Fargo were really unaware of the difference, except that Altera had very strong soldiers and citizens working for it.

While watching Garan and the others leave, they couldn’t help but focus on the soldiers forced to stay.

They were very curious! Maybe this time, they could find out more about the territory that crushed theirs!