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

Inko Village.

The Terrans reluctantly settled down their new ’home’ which was, to be honest, no better than a sty. The air was thick with horrid stench of neglect and feces.

There were several slaves there, though not many. However, judging by how dirty everywhere was—with at least a few pieces of shit in a few corners—it was obvious that the other ’slaves’ were just working outside.

How dingy this place was, and they couldn’t imagine how everyone would fit.

There were thousands of them already, what more with the rest of them?

At night, they’d be like sardines, right?

They couldn’t even bear sit down and they just stood by, staring at each other, and wondering how they could live in a place like this. Their daze was broken about an hour later when some people called them to go outside.

”Line up, new slaves!!”

There was a large open space at a side and they obediently lined up like the sardines that they were. They were then ordered to arrange themselves in rows spaced about a meter apart.

This distance allowed the newcomers to comfortably go into the crowd and closely study each of them, as if they were livestock.

They would quickly realize that they were asked to line up neatly because the ’owners’ were there to study them.

Even those who didn’t seem particularly rich seemed to be looking at them like products. It made Gurnam truly wonder if anyone from this village could treat them however they wanted.

He would later find out that human slaves were indeed relatively inexpensive—unlike those of other races like the goblins and half-orcs—because… there was no lack of them.

The only difference was if the human was an elementalist or had other skills, and this was something they would find out later.

Shick smiled and summarized their status. ”There are 2320 new slaves, which is a good number as we lost a couple of hundred during the previous war, and even more when we lost against that jerk Lopi.”

”This batch of new blood seems good, too, even if they’re a little short,” he added. ”Will the Lord come and check them himself?”

The other men shrugged as they continued to study the slaves. ”He’s hanging around the Pleasure Hall, as always.” Then his feet stopped, realizing the people in front of him were beautiful women.

”Speaking of the Pleasure Hall,” he said, extending his hands to grab a few soft arms. ”You’ll be great additions.”

”What? No, please—”

Many of the Terran men, including Gurnam, wanted to move and help them. But the moment they did, the aborigine bellowed an order. ”HALT. Stay there.”

And they did.

It was humiliating.

Gurnam froze as well, shaking, though he did memorize the faces of the people who took the women. He had wanted to move, but he knew each and every one of the guards here had higher levels than he did. He was no help to anyone dead.

His anger couldn’t be expressed outside at all, and it felt like his insides were getting destroyed because of it.

So this was what being a slave was like. Even Gurnam felt there was only a little difference with his current status. He may not be a system slave, but he was just as powerless.

Anyway, the ’assignments’ continued on. Some were assigned for manure cleaning and more for…cannon fodder duty.

Gurnam happened to have been assigned to this.

His job… was to be a meatshield for the guards and citizens whenever there were mobs or wars.

Heh… what a life.

He looked beside him to find the freckled young boy shivering in fear, tearing up in silence. He was assigned to this job as well.

He raised his tanned hand and patted the boy’s head. The boy turned to him with wide eyes, and it struck pity in his old heart. He was reminded that a lot of people were dependent on him, and that he had to get ahold of himself as soon as possible.

Gurnam found himself smiling a little, ”I am Gurnam, what’s your name?”

”Milo…”

”It’ll be hard,” he told the boy. ”But let’s hold on, right?”

…

Diana Village

In another Terran Village, another war was at its peak.

Diana Village was located in flat lands. While building was easier, it was also easier to find. Furthermore, they were placed near aborigine villages, so… they were actually in their second war at this time, just a week apart.

Diana Village had managed to hire an NPC right after the Protection Period. However, even before they hired them, the Citizens of Diana were somehow made aware of wars.

This was because of the kind soldiers who arrived to save them from a beast tide.

The soldiers… they were incredibly strong. Sadly, when they found out they had no living relatives in Diana, they still left in the end, though fortunately not without plenty of warnings about the aborigine villages and the wars that came with them.

Diana Village won its first war even without the soldiers, because of all these warnings. One of the soldiers, a curly haired dark-skinned soldier named Ben, even gave them some higher level weapons and a little money to create two sentries, now placed by the gate.

Everyone then pooled enough money to build sentries every 300 meters at least. Everyone also made sure to have stocks of weapons.

They also tried to hire aborigines no matter what, as per the advice of the strong soldiers, and although the choices were limited, it was better than nothing.

The first attacker was named Suka Village. It was apparently a village just outside the ’cloud’ that the soldiers said protected them. The soldiers had also gone there before ending up in Diana, which showed how nearby it was.

They did everything in order to defend the territory, and the 28 hours passed with most of the enemies remaining outside.

The second war, however, was much more difficult. They were still recovering from the previous war. Not only that, the enemies this time were much stronger than before.

They also had stronger weapons and they did not hide the fact that they had a town that they served.

However, despite all the challenges, the Terrans fought hard and bravely.

They had gone through so much, how could they fall so easily?

One of the brave fighters was Sarah, a pretty brunette with shoulder-length hair. At this time, she was kneeling on a roof, shooting her Level E bow and arrow to damage as many people as she could.

Sarah was a member of her country’s national archery team. She had just graduated and hoped to do this professionally for the rest of her life.

She was just about to sign a contract when the coach became a zombie and tried to eat her.

Using her skills, she survived the zombie apocalypse, almost dying several times at the hands of mobs or upgraded zombies or both. However, she refused to hide away.

She was far away from home—from her brother—and she tried to find him before they got transferred. Unfortunately, she got trapped and now she could only pray that he was okay.

Sarah, despite all the worries, did not stop shooting arrow after arrow. At some point, she even saved the lord and his favorite, a woman named Klara.

Other than Sarah, there were also many others who valiantly defended their territory.

But… it was of no use in the end. Their average level was only level 6, but they were going against an army with the lowest level at level 8.

Their hired aborigines—levels 9 and 10—weren’t enough to handle so many enemies. They weren’t willing to risk their lives for them, either. After all, after their health went down a certain percentage, it was considered that they had already done their jobs.

They couldn’t blame them for leaving at the height of the war.

As such, after a few hours of bloody struggles… their village fell.

[Your Village, Diana Village (lv3) has lost to Lopi Village (Lv3)]

And when she thought things weren’t going to get any worse—

[You have been designated as one of the Lopi Village Winnings. You have now become a slave.]

Sarah pursed her lips, her hands shaking a bit. She had heard of the horrors of slavery, and it was worse than what they had known through history books.

”Oh dear Milo…” she whispered, voice a bit shaky.

How was she supposed to find her baby brother now?!