After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 440

[55 Days After The Migration]

Fargo Village

At this time, nearly two hundred kilometers west of Altera, stood one of the strongest level 3 villages in the region.

It was already dark at this time. The torches around the room were flickering, and the shadows casted an eerie glow amongst the people within.

The intimidating man looked at his men. He listened to their reports, looking leisurely and relaxed, but everyone knew he was remembering every detail.

The reports this time had one focus: Determining which territory was most efficient to attack.

Amon had always been warlike in nature. If he didn’t commit some major violence in a while, he would feel uncomfortable. At the same time, this was an entirely new world and, for now, even he had to follow rules, including only being able to attack one territory a month, so he planned to choose wisely.

The first month after the Protection Period had almost ended and he still hadn’t waged a war. But the world was so big and the Terran territories alone took some time to investigate.

Now, his village had reached level 3 after raising taxes and receiving refugees all over. He had gained more confidence in the wars.

After all, for his ’tier’, he believed was at the top. He wasn’t being overconfident either as Belize, the aborigine, also expressed his admiration.

He also doubted other villages would be able to have more force value than he had.

He had hundreds of guards, a lot of whom were loyalists, some even from his Terran days.

He also had a few strong Aborigine fighters and professionals—something those inferior territories didn’t have.

Belize also managed to hire some good characters, when some of his henchmen tracked him to Fargo after much time.

Although there was a level limit in wars, these people were allowed to defend as long as it was within territory walls. They could also take down people outside the walls, weakening them bit by bit.

Not to mention, he still had several guns in stock. Before the Migration, his group had managed to take as many guns as they allowed.

A pity for the collection of plasma guns he had, sadly left behind to waste back in Terran.

Anyway, the guns they had might be useless to the new monsters, but even level 10 humans could be killed by what they brought.

He knew this because he almost killed an annoying aborigine. He was not even a fighter, a mere Class E life professional, and the bastard dared to look down on him because of his low level!

Belize stopped him because apparently there was still a certain standard of safety that Lords must guarantee the hired individuals. Lords attacking them himself was absolutely prohibited.

It was only because of a non-disclosure pact that this aborigine wouldn’t be able to do anything in return even after being let go that he managed to leave with his life.

"There are a total of four villages our people had investigated: Bright Village, Vismont Village, and Diana Village. All of these territories are less than 100 kilometers from our Fargo village. Juno Village was a bit farther away, almost 150 kilometers, but it was near Diana so we checked it out as well."

These people who went to investigate were trusted loyalists, so the information could be trusted.

"There wasn’t anything special in Juno or Diana Villages, as they both chose standard buildings.

"There’s nothing worth occupying there They barely managed to deal with the improved mobs and it would only be a matter of time before one or two of them fell."

"What about resources?"

"Diana village had dense forests and they had to take down all the trees inside."

Uzon and a few others sneered, "Stupid." After all, resources within the walls were practically free, without fear of poisons or bugs. They pretty much took down their own easy food source.

"About Juno…"

He paused and gave the bosses an awkward stare. He was obviously conflicted about what to say.

It was Uzon, one of his close confidants, who ordered the man to finish speaking. "What is it?"

The man flinched a bit and looked at Fargo. "I did learn that the refresh rate of plants has become a bit slower than when we first came…"

Amon turned his head to him, sharp eyes staring deeply at the aborigine. "Why are you only telling me this?" _{freeweɓnøvel.com}