After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 906

Chapter 906: Juno Slaves
The meeting adjourned and they went separate ways, handling their own scope of work.

Althea, Eugene, and Winona went to the Research Center. Their work to improve the lives of their people was never-ending.

Garan and the other soldiers headed to the barracks, ensuring Alterra’s main forces were not only kept in shape, but also growing in power, will, discipline, and loyalty.

He was also glad to see that the Training Hall at least 90% occupied at all times during the night.

Ansel, on the other hand, headed to the bank to discuss the new market with the brothers, Raj and Ramil. New customers were reaching them and their satellites, after all, and they would have to adjust a couple of things with the economy.

Speaking of the brothers, they worked even harder now that they found their sister, Aditi, who was one of the rescues back in the then-Fargo Village.

They wanted to get more contribution points. They already spent the large contribution points they earned (a lot of which due to the various policies they implemented) in buying their and their sister’s permanent residency.

They were now preparing to buy a house, one for each of them. They were all at the peak of their youths, after all. The territory was even encouraging procreation and marriage. Sooner or later, they’d build individual families.

Aditi was actually a writer and one of the people they tapped to write the comic strips in the newspaper. The girl’s friend, Penny, was an artist and one of the major proponents of published drawings via lithography.

Sheila was stationed in the hospital as always, heading to her own room at the Healers department.

Speaking of this, most of the hospital departments had been filled.

The efficiency, the logistics, and the hospital processes had been likened to that of Terran, except they made use of the System, the Special Buildings, and the many other conveniences of this continent.

This had a lot to do with Dr. Volohov and the others. They hadn’t been here for long nor had the hospital been built for more than a few months, but they managed to make everything—the different sections, departments, and the like—work like clockwork.

Basically, as long as one had a breath, they would likely survive if they were brought here in time.

Lastly, Harold—whose operational tasks in the restaurant had been passed on to Joana—was left with the kids today. He was also going to help Maya and Horus with their homework since they weren’t able to finish it during the daytime.

Since they were mostly awake during day time though, he would try to get them to sleep early. At least their biological clocks wouldn’t get disrupted like the adults’.

He also made them delicious nighttime food before going to bed.

Things that evening went on as usual. The industries flourished, the restaurants were filled, and the mobs were soon cleared. The activities only started to die down when dawn approached.

Like other people, Althea and Garan also returned home around this time. However, before the couple called it a night (er… day), they received an unexpected visit.

It was Turbo, as well as his girlfriend.

This puzzled the couple but the other two had serious expressions on their faces, so they knew it was dire.

“Captain, Miss Althea,” Turbo began before they even settled on their seats. “To begin, I told Evelyn about the latest war.”

If the topic was confidential, then it would be said so during the meeting. Otherwise, the attendees were free to tell whoever they trusted.

Turbo and the others were briefed by Garan about the latest war, to update them about what happened as well as the fact that they wouldn’t be going to war for at least another two weeks.

Because of their two satellites, it had been more than a month since Alterra experienced its war, which was really… convenient.

Turbo then went ahead and told his girlfriend, who had a reaction to the name of the enemy village.

“She recognized the other village, Inko Village,” he said, turning to Evelyn who nodded with a dire expression.

“Yes. Inko was the territory that attacked us a month ago,” she said. She gave a detailed account as to how they were attacked and how helpless they had been back then—which made Limestone Valley’s clean win all the more impressive.

When it was done… thousands of citizens became slaves, and they followed the enemies through the array.

Althea and Garan’s back straightened in tension. “Are there no Terran among the new slaves?”

“No, Miss Althea,” Turbo said. “When we realized this, we actually sent a letter to Limestone Valley to make a targeted investigation.

“First, there are no Terran among the slaves because they had all been sold to aborigine villages.

“What’s worse, after they interrogated some key personnel, it seems that there were territories that showed interest in the people specifically, which was unusual.

Althea and Garan looked at each other, eyebrows furrowed and hearts beating in worry.

If the prevailing theory was right, every Terran who survived the initial zombie transformation had a predisposition for the elements.

Even if they didn’t awaken, the lord would be able to see if the citizens had elements as long as they bothered to check the Lord’s Panel. Other Lords apparently didn’t check on this often, but it was still done, some with more frequency than others.

The Inko village Lord simply wasn’t the type of strategist who would monitor the slaves. Because they had low levels, he rarely bothered to look. If he did know what was interesting about the slaves, then it was estimated he would’ve sold the slaves (while keeping a few for himself) for a much higher price.

If one won a war against a Terran territory, then they’d get hundreds—or maybe even thousands—of Elementalist slaves.

Any lord would go crazy, right?

This made them feel a little heavy, one for the sold slaves, and also for what it implied. If this spreads…

Then the Terran Territories were sure to receive another—sharper—target on their backs.