After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 41

"I got news." was the first thing she said as she re-entered the cave. Sheila stared, waiting for her to continue. "I found other survivors." Althea said, and Sheila’s eyes brightened immediately.

"Really?" She asked. "There’s finally more people!" Then she realized her naivety, she cleared her throat and looked at the younger girl in embarrassment.

"Are we.. going to see?"

Althea smiled, glad that this white rabbit was finally growing up. "Yes."

Of course, they would take a look first before making contact. Anyway, the smoke was in the way of the mountains, so she might as well check it out.

"I’ll make sure not to be too friendly."

Althea nodded. "And don’t be too showy of our supplies." Althea reminded her, and after a pause Sheila nodded in understanding.

Indeed, it’s only been a day; everyone more or less still had supplies that could last a few days. Maybe it could last weeks if they managed to hoard enough. What about after?

Althea probably worried that when the time came she’d be softhearted. But Sheila thought Althea worried too much. How could she possibly forget that woman that she tried to save, but pushed her to the mouth of the monster instead.

One experience was enough, a second one would just be foolish. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}

The trio then finished up eating and packed up. Althea looked at their backpacks and wondered what to do with them.

Unfortunately, there was no space in the backpack-space anymore, so they could only carry the bags by hand, as usual.

They also tried to arrange themselves, even with the blood in their clothes, before heading to see the other people.

As they trekked, Althea noticed a relatively recurring plant. It was a few bunches of grass with somewhat upright tillers.

It was dark brown, and its stems were diagonal. This was a common plant in this area, so she decided to keep some, some of them with roots, for future study.

They followed the smoke and eventually heard some murmurs and sobs, and she was surprised to see more than twenty people huddled together in a small clearing of little more than 10 square meters and making do with a small fire in the middle.

The people were also covered in blood and grime, although less than two of them fought in the middle of monsters for many hours, but the temperaments of the rest were weak and hopeless.

They turned to her and they were startled. Some looked guardedly, some looked with a greedy leer, and some were apathetic—as if they could no longer see anything but that small speck of fire.

Althea took this all in.

Then, a voice from the crowd sounded. She turned to see a familiar pair of father and daughter from the corner of the small crowd.

"Miss!"

"Sister!"

Her eyebrows rose, realizing the people who called her were Harold and Maya.

They were very dirty and bloody and haggard, but their limbs were complete and they looked at her like seeing a lost relative.

Althea nodded with a smile, glad to see decent acquaintances. "Oh, it’s you."