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

The Bright team decided to wait for the Vismont side for another hour or two to let them rest, helping out the guards handle the mobs as they did so.

It was very clustered due to their numbers, but it was all people so they didn’t mind. It was actually quite fun, like a sleepover in daylight and without the sleeping-in-peace part.

In the midst of this, the handsome blonde Micheal, surrounded by his cronies and had plenty of airspace, was approached by a similarly handsome man with wavy ash-blonde hair and a gentle expression.

Micheal saw and recognized it as the Lord of the other territory Altera extended their hands towards.

He also heard this guy was especially unfortunate.

Micheal’s blue eyes passed over the other man and then to his sister who had an 80% likeness to him.

”Matthew White,” Matthew said, extending his hand to the other man. ”Lord of Vismont.”

”Micheal Berti.” The blonde said, taking the handshake. ”Lord of Bright.”

The two sat next to each other by the campfire while the people from Altera began to cook for them.

Even if there were hundreds of people in the crowd, the temporary camping site could more-or-less accommodate them all. It was in no way comfortable nor did it smell good, but it was better than the shanty areas they got used to.

There were also a score of cooking areas, albeit only one had a big metal pot, but it was enough for them to properly rest for a while.

Of course, other than the two lords, the Alterans wouldn’t cook for anyone else, but many of the visitors and migrants who came had bought their products and had their spaces filled with them.

They peacefully (with Rowan glaring and all) lined up along the cooking areas within the camping site. When it was their turn, they would start cooking the food by themselves.

After this, they would form groups and eat according to their contributions to the meal. There were naturally a few conflicts, but it was joyful overall. They had smiles on their faces and were eating their food deliciously, their eyes were bright and excited for what was to come.

The two men watched their people so lively when they hadn’t arrived at their destination, making them feel complicated in comparison.

Obviously their own people, but others were doing a better job than them everywhere.

”Altera has a very meticulous… management,” Matthew commented as he looked around the temporary camp.

Not only were there relatively sturdy shelters, but several cooking areas and campfires were also provided. There were also makeshift fences and stone pathways.

As long as you didn’t settle down for good, this was really a good place to camp.

”Hmm…” Micheal said, observing every bit of the temporary camp.

”You really believe them when they say the territory has no lord?” Micheal asked his perennially smiley face and narrowed eyes showing interest.

Matthew shook his head. ”But the other party doesn’t want people to know, so we can only accept it.”

They were lords themselves. Although there were plenty of things that were still a mystery to them, they had some idea of how a person could hide so well.

The two of them talked like this as they observed the others, looking quite handsome together. The two of them side by side naturally attracted quite a few curious glances.

After all, two excellent men with such high status inevitably caught attention. People heard the system chose lords based on the money and potential that they had.

Looking at the two, did handsomeness, composure, and youth also factor in?

What they didn’t know was that they were already two of the handful of other young Terran men gifted with the Lord token—one of which had already perished. Most of the others were old men and middle-aged men.

At the beginning, there were also quite a few women—as they were more likely to have hard wealth like jewelry on hand. Some were even old ladies who liked to hoard jewelry and gold.

But this was far from their consideration at the moment and they simply joined their people for a well-deserved rest.

When the resting time ended, the people were asked by the Alterans to clean up after themselves.

There was a designated spot/hole for trash (which happened to be all-biodegradable materials) and the people obediently threw the items in the proper place.

This compost would be used to fertilize some plants they wanted to keep in the temporary camp.

The visitors couldn’t help but sigh. It seemed that the people from Altera were too comfortable right? To be considering sustainability and recycling so thoroughly?

As they walked forward, Micheal and Matthew noticed that a couple of groups had begun to separate from the main crowd.

In fact, a good part had already entered the forest outside the designated paths.

”Where are they going?” Micheal asked Rowan beside him, who nodded to answer.

”We received a mission from the territory yesterday.” He said, ”They wanted to take advantage and use unexplored routes back.”

Micheal paused. It seemed that Ansel mentioned this vaguely before he separated from them in the camping site.

However, the redhead had decided to spite him by being mysterious so he didn’t have any idea about what it was about at all.

Silvia spoke to explain further. ”While some of us had long separated to look for resources, most of us will just take an alternative route to the same destination.”

”Don’t worry, they won’t be too far away, we’ll still be heading to the same destination.” She said, and they watched as about a few dozen people from Altera left the group.

The two lords looked at each other. It was Micheal, who hadn’t heard of this Exodus, who asked. ”You can send an announcement to people outside?”

”It must not be free,” Matthew said, and Micheal nodded.

”That’s true.”

As lords, they knew just how pretty much everything related to the territory costs some money.

Too bad the Lord of Altera wanted to hide himself. They could really learn a lot of things from him.

However, they still had an inkling that they’d learn plenty without him.

And so, along with hundreds of their citizens, the two lords set out, heading in a direction, and hearts filled with anticipation.

Interestingly, the last leg of the trip was quite peaceful, and it was estimated that the groups that took the other paths dealt with mobs heading their way.

They arrived at the vicinity of Altera Village a couple of hours later. It didn’t take long for them to see a stone wall from their distance, which was easily still a few hundred meters away. Soon, they got nearer and they realized it was too different from what they were used to.

It must be a level three wall, over three meters in height. It was also worth noting the dense amount of sentries it had along its perimeters.

As they stared at the wall, the newcomers couldn’t help but question themselves.

This was especially true for the two lords who looked at each other with complicated expressions.

They all had the same starting point, didn’t they? Why was everything so… different??