After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 855

Chapter 855: Threats (Part 2)
Half a day later, New Shrao Village

Shiro stood in front of the square facing the widest avenue—the main street—looking upwards at the intruders with no goodwill.

Behind him were his people, and he was surrounded by guards.

“Aren’t you afraid to get punished?” he asked, looking up. He was looking at the handsome man with crossed arms, standing tall on one of the roofs.

“Are we going to get punished?” The redhead asked back, and every Shrao villager gritted their teeth in response.

The Alterrans caused chaos in the territory. There were many strong guards and even elementalists that attacked the leading team and guards out of nowhere, and they were completely taken off-guard.

After the chaos with Higson, Matthew naturally wanted to place more rules, but because of the mobs outside he could only opt to increase his defence instead.

This allowed the Alterrans to do a bit of damage without getting kicked out.

Anyway, the newcomers were not only strong themselves—more than half were even elementalists—but their weapons were also superior.

Even their bow and arrow was special, with one able to shoot a damaging shot every second, in contrast to theirs which took three or more times longer with weaker shots.

The Alterrans didn’t make any lethal shots at all, but the damage they showed was enough to lower the local momentum to the negative.

Basically, it was a show of strength without the need for blood which was, in a sense, even more humiliating.

What was worse was that they—the Shrao Villagers—couldn’t fight back without getting punished by losing their hard-earned money or experience. After all, they were still a subsidiary in the end.

However, how could they just passively take beatings in the end? They gritted their teeth and endured the blatant threats for a while until they believed they had found an opening.

They saw that the Alterrans had become less tense and they took it as their guards lowered.

Although there were quite a few of them, there were thousands of citizens in Shrao. If everyone attacked, even if they could get punished a bit, it was better than not doing anything!

“You bastards!!” Fos yelled and a small team of guards attacked the nearest one, hoping to hold a hostage at least!

Mauru happened to be the one nearby and he raised his hand, catching the attackers.

He caught one by the arm, and kicked the others. It was strong enough that they struggled to get up.

Shiro narrowed his eyes and also took out his weapon, attacking the closest enemy, who happened to be Luis.

“Everyone, attack!” he yelled, and trying to push the young man back, though with a surprising amount of effort considering he was a few levels higher.

Luis’ hand lit on fire and Shiro barely avoided a wave of fire that came with a slash.

He avoided it by instinct, but a thought enlightened him. “Let the system punish them by using too much force outside of wars!!”

Even if they were subsidiaries, a war could still trigger when the condition was met.

The system was still fair, and it prevented master territories from performing massacres without heavy repercussions! When that happened, they would be able to fight back without getting punished!

All of his powerful guards mobilized and targeted an Alterran, hoping to get them to attack at the same time in hopes of triggering a war. They’d be punished for attacking citizens from the master territory, sure, but because the people’s levels weren’t low, it wouldn’t be debilitating.

Like most things, the punishment was always taken in proportion.

In the same vein, a bit of a loss in EXP and Gold was worth it because, in exchange, it would take a huge bulk of the enemy’s flesh!

Shiro knew this well—that the punishment given to territories wasn’t a fixed amount, but in proportion to its assets! Even if Alterra was rich, this just meant that the punishment would be even harsher!

They felt vindictive at the thought and some just pretended to be dead to avoid any more damage. Most had to cooperate though and attack, receiving some losses in Gold and Experience. It was painful, but they were comforted by the fact of what would happen when the enemies retaliated.

However, this feeling did not last long as he was pushed back by a ball of fire. Similarly, his guards were attacked as well, thrown smack on nearby walls.

Bang!

Bang!

CRASH!

But there was no war.

They received the punishments, yet all of them were taken down in the end—either by brute force or by superior equipment. Someone was even surrounded, yet some magic tool activated, letting the person remain unharmed while he returned the attacks with even more intensity.

There were also Fufi and Snow who intimidated everyone with their teeth and semi-bad breath (they just ate), making sure those who had been taken down would stay down.

At some point, Ansel had also jumped down and kicked a few of the Shrao guards, fire surrounding his feet as he did so, making them groan in pain.

Despite this, the war hadn’t been triggered.

“Why…” Shiro mumbled, confused, as he pushed himself up, sending a dark look at the redhead approaching him.

“No, it won’t trigger,” he said, gossamer hair fluttering with the wind. He gave off a feeling of leisure, but rather than find it handsome, it stung their eyes.

It felt like he was looking down on them and they felt humiliated.

Looking at them like this, the young man gave a knowing smile. “We didn’t bring enough forces to trigger it, you see.”

This made Shiro and his nearby cronies to flinch and stare at him in disbelief.

Did they find out the threshold?

How?

Was it even possible?

Further, although the quantification of attacking without triggering wars was unclear, it was meant to activate as long as a very small fraction of a territory’s force was mobilized and attacked.

The fact that it didn’t trigger despite bringing so many strongmen meant one thing:

Alterra was so powerful?!