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

The people who got back from the array as soon as the war ended naturally mentioned that they won, but they had to deal with the critically injured before anyone could answer to the gossipers that surrounded them.

On the contrary, everyone mobilized to be able to rescue as many as they could, making sure that everyone still breathing when they got back home would remain that way.

Even now, several hours later, a few casualties had been confirmed, so the atmosphere was still a little muted.

This was why when the announcement of Altera taking over Fargo resounded across the territory, there wasn’t much of a fuss. This actually baffled the guests very much.

”They really took over?” The aborigine visitors looked at each other as they chewed their food in the restaurant.

This was Ferrol Lord Jonathan and his guests. They were treating the Golds—a dream come true, really—to a meal and they chatted a lot about the interesting territory they were in.

He didn’t forget that he came here for trading, so he ought to solidify this heaven-sent connection.

”They even received it as a satellite!” Kory said, combing back his dark curly hair. ”For their first war, that is very impressive.”

Actually, it was very, very, rare for a territory to take over another. After all, the differences in strengths usually weren’t too different. The more realistic goal was always to just win.

But look at this place: A takeover during the first war.

It was considered a miracle!

”Have you seen how many elementalists they had?” Ping couldn’t help but say, recalling many of the newly arrived individuals who had come from wars.

In order to facilitate the injured, a few abilities were used. For example, when rickshaws were full, some earth users would create wheels from rocks and place platforms there to help with the injured.

There weren’t few of them either.

”I’ve seen villages where elementalists were legends!” Ping said, impressed, and the rest nodded in agreement.

However, they were all distinguished people and they tried not to show too much disbelief.

It’s just that they couldn’t help but look around to see the Alterans’ reactions because they were so quiet when the announcement sounded.

They were the only customers there, which wasn’t surprising, though the workers and waiters didn’t seem much affected by the news.

This was really… an interesting place.

When they were hanging around during the war, the people’s time and actions were as it was. They didn’t seem too worried, but they just did their jobs, collected resources, cleaned, and the like.

When the war was over—only after a fraction of the usual time—everyone cheered, but the atmosphere dampened again when they saw the injuries.

To be honest, according to the reports, most of the injuries didn’t seem critical. But looking at the atmosphere around, perhaps it could’ve been more serious than they thought…?

However, this was an absolutely common thing during wars—wars generally had a lot of casualties—and none of them thought too much of it.

Instead, their minds went to how it would be for them after a couple of hours. ”I assume many of the commercial areas will resume the high activity soon…” Ping said, a little wistful.

Kory nodded, sighing. ”It was fun to get them all to myself.”

They hadn’t been here for long, but what they had seen so far—they had seen a lot of places because there were only a few people around—was really making them excited.

Jonathan’s favorite place was the Alteran Gardens with its unique plants, colorful foliage, and interesting amenities. The others had their own favorites, but without exemption, they were all incredibly impressed.

Altera was definitely set out to become one of the most unique places the human territory has ever seen!

…

Back in the Village Center, Althea looked at the new announcements that came with the merging.

[Gained! Satellite (1/3) Limestone Valley]

[Gained! +1000 Gold, +100 Prestige]

[Gained! Armory (Lv3), Restaurant (Lv3), Special Torch (Lv1), Well (Lv2), Barracks (Lv2), Custom Building (Small)!]

[TERRITORY STATS

Status: Level 3 Village

Area: 12,566,400 square meters

Residents: 2615 (813 permanent, 1802 temporary)

Total Population: 6324

Base Resources:

Wood: 12300/20000

Stone: 9200/15000

Money: 19731 Gold, 1262199 Silver, 6598699 copper

Reputation: 320

Buildings: Village Center (Lv3) , Weaponry Shop (Lv3), Defensive Wall (Lv5), Warehouse (Lv3), Farm (Lv2), Training Hall (Lv1), BathHouse (Lv1)

Bonus Building: Armory (Lv3), Restaurant (Lv3), Special Torch (Lv1), Well (Lv2), Barracks (Lv2), Custom Buildingx3

Building Slots: 7/9 (+2)]

First of all, the new buildings were a pleasant surprise. Although Oslo mentioned that they would gain the buildings of merged territories, it still felt special to see them added into her panel screen.

It was like a cheque finally cashed in and entered her bank account.

The changes in the money weren’t much, but she knew most Terran territories wouldn’t be well-off at this point.

As for the population, because most of the ’slaves’ were still in Fargo and they had temporarily discouraged immigration, they didn’t have a spike in population just yet.

Every Alteran was injured after all, except for a couple of ’slaves’ from Bright and the women from Fargo Hall, most of the others who couldn’t walk by themselves remained in Fargo. Their people were plenty tired and injured, who could still carry strangers hundreds of meters each time?

What they did do for them was a few people went back and forth the array before it closed, bringing in medicine, gauze, and the like in order to help them out. They had plenty of medical professionals there, anyway, so the supplies were not wasted.

They also brought other tools that could help out the doctors. Anyway, they had much more medical professionals than Altera did and they ought to be maximized.

There were still plenty of things to fix and settle in both territories. However, they were all set on-hold when Gill finally arrived.

His arrival doused the room with a bit of direness, with everyone knowing what he was here for:

Gill was there to report on the casualty rate.