After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 242

"Thank you for everything." The soft voice of his sister sounded in his ears, pulling him out of his daze.

His hands clenched as she wrapped her bony arms around him.

Matthew was not reconciled. Why? Why was the world so unfair to them?

His sister was the only family he had left! The world was so cruel to them—it seemed like it wanted to take his only family left, even after everything?

She was his sister, his mother, and his anchor. If he didn’t have her… would he be able to deal with anything that came after?

But if he did follow her to the grave, what about the citizens? If he didn’t, what about him?

Melissa’s eyes lined with tears at the manic look in her brother’s eyes, wrapping her thin arms around him even tighter. "No, no, you’re going to be fine."

"You’re so young…" she sobbed, "I’ve held you back long enough."

The calm Lord that they knew broke down crying, and his sister couldn’t help but do the same.

They watched the sad scene of the siblings’ despair with complicated eyes.

It could be seen that the lives of these two were quite tragic.

They really couldn’t tell Matthew’s life experience was so colorful, they thought he was born with a silver spoon.

His current disposition was very unlike the image he had as a magnificent lord.

It was the softhearted Dog who couldn’t watch it anymore.

He walked closer to the siblings and cleared his throat. "Uhm…It’s not… entirely hopeless."

The siblings paused and turned to look at him with very similar looks of confusion, eyes still a little red from sadness.

Dog stared for a bit before he could utter a word. "It’s not hopeless because your disease isn’t unfixable with the current situation... There were a number of people in our territory that had Trialphas."

"What?" Melissa voiced out, while Matthew held on to Dog’s shoulders directly.

"And then? Do they have a lot of medicine?"

Dog shook his head and the siblings visibly paled.

Dog flinched, not expecting a short pause would bring so much emotional damage. He was clearly not yet finished speaking, okay?!

"They don’t have a lot of medicine because they don’t need them anymore!"

The two didn’t speak and just stared at him, eagerly waiting for him to continue.

Dog felt a little shy and cleared his throat again. "The Trialphas patients in our territory only had to watch their food intake when they reached level 2."

"Basically, Miss just had to level up to heal." They could see the woman was only level 1 after so long, the type that barely even managed to get to the level.

This could mean that after all this time, she was very protected or… trapped.

"One of our guards even had stage 1 cancer." Dog paused, pointing his chin to one of the men kicking the unruly tied-up gangsters to make them behave.

His lips twitched. Dog coughed before turning his head to the siblings.

"As you can see, he’s quite healthy."

Sunny stood beside him and nodded. "Besides, even if there’s something lacking, maybe Ms. Althea can help?"

Dog’s eyes widened at the realization. "Yes, right! Ms. Althea’s medicines are very good, especially those that she makes herself—that’s just miracle medicine, man."

The two watched as the conversation turned to a new individual, with such a gushing tone too.

Matthew looked at the two and spoke after their spiel. "Ms. Althea? The one that makes the medicine you guys took before?"

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