After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 287

[Used Sword Slash (D). -10 Mana]

He slashed expertly at the monster, his stabs becoming faster and faster and more accurate. His hits were sharper, like a special sharp aura of sorts surrounded his attacks.

He really felt it—the difference, though primarily because his teeth didn’t hurt as much, as there was less screeching and more successful stabbing through the skin.

The new skill added another bout of passion in Ansel’s attacks, letting him take care of another monster, saving Amos from injury.

Their noise naturally attracted more monsters, however, and they had to fight those as well.

His eyes twitched as he saw the monster effortlessly get up from the muck. Their lower bodies were sharper, and their legs were sharp, similar to arachnids. This allowed them to move easily across viscous fluid as if they were swimming in clean pools.

Well, whatever, it was all just super gross.

Also, because of Eugene’s story, he thought that maybe monsters disliked the smell of metal. What was this now?!

Of course, it could only mean this wasn’t an iron bog at all, so how could there be the smell of metal?

However, he couldn’t think too deeply about, as he was preoccupied by not getting eaten by such disgusting monsters.

The fight went on for some time later until there was no more emerging from the damned mulch. Fortunately, these monsters were solitary and had low fecundity, so they managed to clear out the entire place relatively quickly.

Not to mention, the protection period expelled any monsters above level 3, which further reduced the enemies they had to face.

[Ghasa (Lv1), +30 copper, +30 experience]

[Ghasa (Lv1), +30 copper, +30 experience]

Ansel nodded and heaved a sigh. Congratulating the others and ordering them to get some samples of the monsters for study, a habit of his when he found his sister found joy in discovering new things even in this place.

Ansel wordlessly walked towards a collection of large rocks far from the action. He stopped in front of the largest one that had a flatter rock on top of it. Ansel then lifted it up, revealing a man squeezed inside.

He looked at the shaking bespectacled man underneath and pulled him up by the collar. He then dropped the man to stand on his own and he looked at them in embarrassment after he was able to do so.

His name was Kimura Johnson, a man with balding black hair, pale skin, and single eyelids. He also had spectacles on though it was filled with scratches.

"S-Sorry about this…" he said, genuinely guilty. He also wanted to fight with them, but he froze all the time.

This was one of the newcomers who came with Jun’s batch, and he was some sort of a metal expert.

Ansel sighed, rubbing his temple. "I don’t know how you survived so long."

Kimura’s lips pursed. He also didn’t know.

In fact, how he survived for so long was more or less due to luck. It was just that he froze too much to absorb what was happening around him.

In Terran, he happened to be in the lab with one person, who turned into a zombie.

But they were working on a lot of sharp objects and with an accidental push from him, it basically skewered itself. He just ended its suffering, and at the same time the kill was counted on his head, activating the ’system’.

And when they migrated here… he was still very lucky.