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

There was a metaphorical silence all around them, Belize’s death naturally causing shockwaves among those who saw him perish.

A few moments after Belize breathed his last, a familiar ding sounded inside Althea’s head.

[Killed! Level 31 Wind Elementalist! +1100 Experience Points!

+16000 Experience Point Level discrepancy bonus, +30000 experience points Elementalist bonus!]

[Levelled up! Congratulations, you are now Level 11!]

Her eyebrows rose as she took out a few healing potions and handed half of them to Gochi. She allowed herself to rest on the roof, taking the moment to look at her stats.

[STATS:

Name: Althea Witt

Age: 25

Level: 11 (13020/45000)

Life: 2700/4000

Spirit: 2500/4000 +50

Physical: 760 +40

Agility: 739 +10

Defense: 726 +134

Mana: 1140/5000

Physical Potential: A

Mental potential: SS+

Skills:

Active: Elementary Appraisal (D), Perfect Aim (D), Quick Shot (D), Growth Skill Mixture Calculator (Lv1), Triple Shot (D), Curved Shot (C ), Earth Mapping (D), Earth Spring (D)

Passive: Mana Reduction (C)

Elemental Affinity: Wood, Water, Earth

Occupation: Pharmacist, Archer

Titles: Lord of Altera, Elder of Plant and Pharmaceutical Studies

Overall rank: S

Current Status: Healthy ]

[EQUIPMENT:

Head: None

Ears: None

Body: Leather Jacket, cotton undergarments +2 Defense

Synthetic Vest +3 Defense

Rainbow Silk Undergarments (A). +80 Defense, +10 Agility, +50 Spirit

Medina Robe (C): +40 Defence

Arms: Arm Brace +1 Defense

Legs: Leather Pants +2 Defense

Hands: Bellagio Bow (B): +40 ATK

Leather Gloves +1 Defense

Feet: Eagle Boots (B): +30 Agility (+10% weight reduction) ]

Althea’s eyebrows rose.

There was not only experience point for the level discrepancy—which so far seemed to be 1000 for every level beyond 5—but also extra for taking down elementalists.

Killing humans, like when in Terran, would only give them experience points. As with beasts, nothing would be gained either if the level difference was too far below the killer either.

Although she had barely leveled up, this was still a huge jump in experience.

It was simply more difficult to level up as one grew, with a person having to kill more and more monsters of the same level compared to when they were weaker.

One could only receive experience, in general, if one was no more than 5 levels stronger than a monster (even less for her and her husband).

Speaking of this, her husband and his team reaching their levels only after 4 months was indicative of just how much they fought to be stronger—and her heart tinged again at the thought.

How easy would it be to kill a level 20 monster at the same level as a human being?

For most people, especially aborigines, it was easily a life-and-death situation, especially if it was a one-on-one.

In any case, with this kill, she had received quite a bit of experience. Too much, actually. According to her husband, killing a level 20+ monster wouldn’t even get a 4-digit experience.

So… getting 10,000 in one kill was extremely attractive.

Hey, she was curious. How much experience would killing her, a person with 3 elements, give?

…

She didn’t dwell on this curiosity for now. After a brief rest, she stood up and took out her normal arrows. Although much, much, weaker, this wouldn’t take so much mana. Anyway, there were weaker men here and a class D set would suffice.

She looked down and saw most of the men around Fargo had weakened. There were still a few hundreds, but they hadn’t increased in numbers so far. They were probably focused on the remaining Alterans outside the walls.

She looked at Fargo, who was now fighting the Alterans as well. However, he happened to have a massive amount of contribution points on his head so he was definitely being mobbed by the ’greedy and brave’ Alterans who wanted to get those points.

At this time, he was fighting against five people, being defended and shielded by his people beyond the level cap. Interestingly, even if the attacks got dangerously close to Fargo, none of the aborigines’ bothered to do lethal attacks.

Obviously, they didn’t think it was worth being punished to save Fargo’s ass.

However, her people were still losing mana and sustaining some damage so she turned to Gochi, who had also partially recovered. ”Help them out, will you?”

The half-orc nodded, jumping down to assist against the fight with Fargo. His entrance added a major momentum in the mobbing of Fargo, with Gochi dealing with the stronger individuals. Not only were their levels not too high, but many of them had been poisoned by Althea, making them much weaker than usual.

She couldn’t help but watch Gochi as he fought, her mind recalling the skill he had.

It was powerful even though it was a bit difficult to activate. She had asked him about it when he first used his ability as an Alteran and found out that their half-orcs also had various unusual skills that they would begin to exhibit at a certain age.

Gochi mentioned his old friends that he was with back in Hoskle. First, there was a half-orc named Baku, which was similar to tigers according to his description.

He seemed to have a roar skill that shook all the surroundings. It was an area of effect skill that could make everyone his level and below freeze for a few seconds at the minimum—longer if the enemy was weaker

Then there was Nana—apparently pregnant when they separated—who seemed to have likeliness to a rabbit-human hybrid. She had super speed skills far superior to human’s speedster types. She could also jump high and dig holes, apparently with speed superior to the goblins (not that Gochi knew of any Goblins, but that was what the rabbit told him).

Finally, there was Maomao, an avian half-orc, who could fly. Her skill was similar to wind elementalist of summoning strong winds with her wings.

She could also fly fast, though sadly her wings were clipped because she was too small to carry a man and was therefore useless with flight.

(Althea also noted that Gochi’s eyes softened at the mention of this one and her lips couldn’t help but twitch in amusement because a fox and a bird was an odd combination no matter what).

They didn’t have classes or skill levels like humans did, either. They just either had it or not, and it’d increase in proficiency the more they used it well.

There also seemed to be hereditary factors on the specific skill sets, wherein a child was more likely to receive a similar skill to that of his or her parents than any other skills.

This was why they wouldn’t ever receive inheritance from the World Knowledge because they wouldn’t have been able to contribute their own skills. Hence, Gochi never thought he would be a pharmacist in the conventional sense of the word.

With this, she could conclude that half-orcs, and of course orcs, must have a totally different power system than that of humans.

It seemed that different races had their own?

For humans, it was the elements (and also those of enhanced physiques her husband encountered before). For goblins, it was apparently an innate sense of special stones and other things on top of their digging skills. For beasts, it was their upgraded physiques, while orcs and half-orcs seemed to have something entirely different. What of the others?

…what of her babies? Why were their abilities so… different?

BANG!

Her eyebrows rose as she was pulled back from distraction by an attempted assassination. They probably thought a headshot could eventually get through if they did it often enough.

She looked down to see it was Fargo himself, who had somehow managed to hide between three guards and took advantage to shoot a large shotgun at her. It was probably the strongest gun they had right now. Too bad it was still useless.

Her emerald eyes were dark as she looked at him. She changed her mind, pulling back her Bellagio bow.

”You’re next.”