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

A/N: Thank you for your support everyone~!! We are so stable in T1 spot right now I wanna cry.

I managed to make 3 bonus chaps for today, though I haven’t edited them yet. There’s a chance one or two chaps would be uploaded later than usual~ Do bear with me!

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Inside the territory, people weren’t relaxing either. A lot of the civilians were inside their homes, but they had a window or two facing the streets open so they could shoot enemies as they arrived.

A lot of traps were also set up in the parks and other open spaces. Of course, they could only do minor traps designed to hold people, lest a citizen accidentally triggered it instead.

There were also teams—guards and civilians alike—who created barricades here and there, directing enemies towards the traps or otherwise just making sure they were more manageable, and there were also teams waiting in certain spots for ambush.

As for the protection of the children as well as the other people who would not be able to protect themselves, they created an emergency bunker that was separate from the usual cellars and their tunnels.

This was designed specifically for protection against outside enemies and was therefore designed to thoroughly protect whoever was inside.

This was located in the Western areas of the territory where the soil was rocky but without their tunnels. It was dug to more than several meters deep by the goblins, was as big as a few warehouses combined, and was lined with reinforced concrete all over.

They also made sure that new access or breaches wouldn’t happen either. Even if the enemies employed goblin slaves to dig through it, they wouldn’t be able to do anything. This was another advantage of having goblin allies—they could prepare them well if their kind were allied or were trapped with the enemies.

Similarly, earth users would also have a hard time breaking it open. Even if it was the same ability as Reno, whose earth was adobe, the crystallized and reinforced structure of the bunker would make it incredibly difficult or even impossible to damage by pure force.

At the very least, Reno was asked to check it out, and he barely made a dent despite consuming all his mana. One had to know that the walls of this bunker were more than half-a-meter, which was twice a person’s depth.

It also had complete facilities for survival. It had a store room with food and water that could support hundreds of people for a week, or a few thousand for a few days. There were also public toilets, and some bunk beds people could use to rest in.

Of course, to minimize the risks of spies and people who simply wanted to hide despite having the ability to defend themselves, the criteria for entering were quite strict.

Only children 11 years old and below, old people above 60 years old (or older, if their levels were high), and the physically disabled were allowed inside. They—or at least those who could actually talk or write properly—had to make oaths, too (at their costs).

The others were not allowed to enter at all and could even be punished—or even go to prison—if they insisted on doing so.

For security, there were at least a dozen guards inside the bunker, not counting the ones outside and the Level 5 sentries guarding the one way to the bunker.

Speaking of sentries, there were also level 3 sentries lining the walls and located in certain spots at the center (which was why they designed it to have 3 meter ceiling heights). They were simply customized to appear like they were columns or part of the structure.

Every corner and the central areas of the bunker had it and—considering the place wasn’t too big—if anyone decided to be violent, then at least two or three sentries would be gunning for him.

There were also two guards in guard stations above eye level. They were archers stationed inside a small protected room, and could immediately make a move if there was an emergency the guards on the ground were not able to handle.

Because most of the people here were children, there was also a nook of board games there to help them pass the time without causing too much headaches to the adults.

In fact, Maya, Horus, and the group were playing jengga in a corner, while Mimi, Honda, and the rest were playing the local version of snakes-and-ladders (kongworms-and-stumps) in another.

There was also a corner specifically for babies, and there were quite a few Terrans and goblin babies in there. There were even little wheels and puzzles for their age, hoping to occupy them for the entire day.

The newborn babies had the exemption of being with their mothers of course, anyway all of them had pledged a lot of oaths a long time ago. So now there was a circle of mothers with their babies. Many of them wanted to join the war, but they were still breastfeeding and it wasn’t a good idea to do so.

Anyway, Althea did everything to make sure her children were protected without belittling her own responsibility to the territory. Anyway, after settling her children, she prepared to leave them behind with the other kids.

However, her babies weren’t making things easier for her.

”Mammaaa! No gooo!!” Meatball screamed with that milky voice of his. Pepper wasn’t any better, sobbing quietly into the fabric of her pants.

”Mamaaaaaaaa… wuuuuu…”

She tilted her head down to stare at the little dumplings grabbing her pants. They grabbed as much of her calves as they could with their little arms. They were even shorter than her knees, how much could they hold?

Lola and Yana, who were just within the age limit, once again were assigned to nanny the two kids. They grabbed a child each and pulled them away from her legs.

They were helpless against the adult forces and could only reach out for her with those pitiful faces that made everyone’s hearts hurt.

”Wuuu….”

”Mamma…..wuuu….”

Althea was really reluctant to go, but she knew she couldn’t just stay here and hide for now. They were going against tens of thousands of enemies on top of some town-level beasts.

Perhaps someday she could be reassured enough to hide in here with the children, but this was not the time for that right now.

She could only sigh and walk over, smooching both of their soft faces.

Speaking of which, they usually didn’t give her this much trouble when it was a normal work day. For some reason, they just seemed to have the instinct that she was heading somewhere dangerous.

If one thought about it that way, then it was a bit heartbreaking.

”Be good, my children,” she told them. They didn’t know how to ask ’why’ yet but their eyes definitely exclaimed of it.

”Because… Mummy has to help protect our home,” she said. ”Alterra is also part of our family, you know.” She told them.

It was created for you, she wanted to say, but she could only express it in her emotions.

She once again leaned down to kiss their foreheads.

”Mummy will be back—and with a stronger home.”