After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 953

Chapter 953: Sheila’s Family is Here

In another house rented by a certain aborigine group, the identical twins Ferra and Fona were sobbing their hearts out.

“Wuuuu—sister! I never thought I’d see you again! Wuu…”

“I’m so happy… wuuu…”

Their village was a village South called Tsho Village. It was located near a stream and by the mountainside. This should’ve been a good place, but a lot of beasts passed by their location, making it difficult for them to leave the territory.

This was why, despite the apparent abundance of the resources outside, food was a bit harder to acquire than others. Eventually, a group of people who ate fellow humans appeared, but they were small in number.

The sad part was that these people were strong and they were the territory’s main forces against the beasts so they couldn’t kick them out.

Because of this, the people had to live in fear in their own homes—afraid that the human eaters would decide to eat one from within the walls again. They would be lucky if they won a war because there’d be a lot of slaves and they’d be safe for months (since those people didn’t eat humans every day).

However, when the heat wave happened, these people convinced people to become like them. Ferra and Fona didn’t have any other families and had survived intact for so long because they could defend themselves somehow. They were also outcasted because of this but they had each other, so it was okay.

One day though, they started dealing with another territory that had access to the springs that hadn’t dried out yet. One of them, Ferra, became a sacrifice to get water and a few pinches of salt bought from there.

Fona was left behind and escaped when Fossu and the others passed by, rescuing her along the way.

While the women caught up and cried, the rest of them gave them some space and just befriended each other. They were fellowmen from the South after all. There weren’t a lot of people like them here.

On the other hand, the children Shishi and Fonfon were now playing a puzzle game in the corner, unaware of the drama going on in the adults’ side. They were going to have to bed soon, but they were definitely maximizing their time awake.

“Well, it’s good that our groups found each other,” Shinho said with a smile, combing back his orange hair. “Especially those two,” he said, looking at the sobbing women. His heart felt happy and hopeful that such a happy coincidence could even happen.

No, it was fate.

“They’re special women,” Fossu said with a chuckle, and his parents agreed with a smile. “Drink?”

“Sure,” Shinho said, and several other men went to follow them for a bit of fun.

They were not rich, but the money they risked their lives for could buy a lot of things here. After so long, they deserved a lot of leisure time to make up for all the pain they went through during the first half of their lives.

It felt like the wounds piled up one after the other, and it was only when they landed here that they truly had the chance to heal.

In any case, the two women would definitely take a while to catch up, so the different groups separated to do their own thing. This was especially true for the men and the younger folks, who were excited to get out of the house at this late hour.

They couldn’t help but be obsessed with Alterra’s nightlife. Before, because it was dark in most territories, people were already in bed as soon as the sun slept. There would just be guards and groups of people guarding the walls in case of monster mobs, but otherwise, the territory would be dead.

If they get attacked, many would be summoned to help out, with their torches enflamed for visibility, but otherwise, they’d just be staring at the darkness and waiting for the slumber to hit.

In Alterra, there was no such thing. It even seemed even more alive during the night.

While the men left and the children were tucked to bed by the old people, the two sisters continued to chatter about endless things, giving detailed accounts of their own experiences apart from each other.

Even when they found a good place, how could they truly—truly—be at peace when the state of their sibling was unknown?

That changed today, and how blessed they felt!

Soon, they laid down relaxedly as they chattered, not noticing as the tiredness descended upon them.

The twins sniffed and cried, soon falling asleep side by side.

…

In another house, a similarly soft atmosphere was abound.

Eagle bought a simple detached building for his family (i.e. Sheila). Sheila happily decorated it, making it completely their own. There was even a drawn portrait of them in the living room.

It was very homey.

The couple was spending quiet time together in the living room, with both of them holding books to read while snuggling. Eagle was holding his beautiful wife, who was wearing a lovely night dress and using his shoulder as a headrest, with his other hand—the fake one—holding a book to eye level.

The bright side of such an arm was that it wouldn’t feel sore at all.

Anyway, at this time, Eagle was reading a war novel, while Sheila was reading a romance one.

Eagle couldn’t help but peek just a bit, so he would get an idea of what romantic gestures she would appreciate.

The text was very small and it was angled away from him. She had no idea just how good his eyesight was, though.

It happened that the chapter was a little… saucy. He gulped, looking at the woman who was completely unaware her privacy was breached. Did she like those kinds of things? He mused. He could do that…

His hand on her soft legs started to move, threatening to touch more intimate places.

It took a while for Sheila to realize someone was being naughty. She squealed and squirmed when she felt some sensitive spots getting stimulated, immediately turning to him in aghast.

“You—”

Eagle immediately took off his hand and raised them up as if in surrender. “I’m sorry—”

Sheila looked at him being so obedient, and pursed her lips. Her eyes ended up on the romance book she was reading. To be fair, she thought it was a wholesome romance when she was reading it.

How was she supposed to know that the author—her name was Heather—was actually a smut writer?!

She had to admit though… that the book, as well as her husband’s subsequent touching, did heat her up a bit.

Eagle was already thinking of how to apologize when he saw his wife getting closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulder and she placed a tentative kiss on the side of his lips.

This was a signal right!? What kind of self-respecting husband could refuse his wife!?

She was so pretty in his eyes, especially when her cheeks were so red in embarrassment. He couldn’t help but place his hand on her back so she was flush against him, with him taking her lips into his mouth.

However, his hand paused all of a sudden as he flinched. Sheila blinked, looking at him. “What’s wrong?”

“The aether letter got a message,” he said, sitting up a bit. They were duty-bound to always be ready to receive aether messages so—no matter how hard it was (no pun intended) —he had to open it up.

Fortunately, it was just a ping.

…and it was the one sent whenever one of their relatives appeared in the territory!!