After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 461

Altera wasn’t the only Terran territory receiving Aborigines guests. It was just that, unlike Altera’s guests, these aborigines were not friendly.

It was the surviving Terran territories at the border—that was, the delineation of the Protection Period—that were the first to experience this.

One of these territories was Belluga Village.

At this time, a group of 10 people ambled around the streets, looking down on everyone else. In fact, they had been here for a couple of hours, observing, and studying and, without exemption, they were extremely arrogant as they did so.

If Oslo was here, he’d recognize these men as people he poisoned. Sadly, their stomach pains only lasted a few days.

Bummer.

Anyway, the men did nothing to hide their thoughts, just blurting out whatever came to mind.

"Wow! So weak! Everyone are like Gugu birds here!" a man said as he looked around, looking at the civilians like ants. "Goodness, middle-aged people look like they’re not even level 10 yet!"

Another one sniggered, thinking it was the funniest thing. "How did this become a level 3 village with sentries?"

"They probably had money," another chuckled, "What a waste on them!"

They weren’t even subtle in their comments and this naturally caused a lot of locals to give them bad looks. However, they were self-aware enough and knew not to humiliate themselves by provoking strong Aborigines either.

It wasn’t like it wasn’t true…

"But damn… the facilities are pretty impressive for a village," one said, whistling. "Isn’t there a bathhouse too? Even the boss town didn’t have one, right?"

One licked his lips, "Not a bad loot."

Their tone was like they already had the entire territory in the bag.

This finally made several nearby men snap, and they surrounded the aborigines. With that comment, they confirmed that these men were definitely not just arrogant but also hostile.

They knew they were no match, but they couldn’t do anything with such an obvious declaration! They could only glare in hopes of intimidating them.

"Stop it already!"

"Leave!"

"We’re not as weak as you think!"

Soon, there were at least twice the number of locals there than the guests. It was very intimidating.

Well, in theory.

In the end, how could a group of men at least 5 levels stronger even be a bit intimidated?

It was like being glared at by cute kids, except they weren’t cute. Although their conditions had become much better than before they connected with Altera, they still looked small and even a bit pitiful to the eyes of the large aborigines.

Grinning, two of the aborigines grabbed a nearby man and easily raised them up.

"WHAT—"

The men struggled obviously, but their low levels rendered them useless against the strong enemies.

The Bellugan regulations only automatically kicked out people who purposely injured citizens. _{fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm}

What’s more—there was a default threshold in this world as to what counted as a true ’injury’. After all, people couldn’t get kicked out by tripping by accident or people just pushing each other to the ground, right?

Anyway, there were a lot of loopholes in the current regulations and these men—scouts for war—knew how to take advantage.