After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 515

For hours, they hung around like this, preparing, dealing with mobs, and relaxing in their tents while the men suffered underground. As the time for war closed in, however, most of them were then taken out to do what they were set to do.

They also killed a couple of people for easier management and gravely injured the rest. They were groaning in pain, definitely in the most pain they had ever been in their lives.

The soldiers weren’t psychopaths, but torturing these men was very satisfying. They knew the war was starting soon and this part would end, so they decided to make them suffer for the remaining hours of their lives.

And some people enjoyed it more than others.

"GAHHH! STOP ITTT! AHHHHH!!"

Mao and the others flinched, cringed, and died a little as they watched Gill stab several manhoods to pieces.

"I heard you people like to misuse the man’s instruments. As a fellow man, I would like to return some balance to the world," Gill said this with a blank face, as if he was just stating facts. He continued to stab the manhoods of the already-half-dead men that were sprawled in the area.

Worse? He did not just stab them. He added magma, and every man there had to watch balls steam as they were burned and melted.

"GAHHH!"

"AHHHH!!!"

Mao—the most empathic one despite all his flaws—was so cringed his whole body shook like a slug was added inside his shirt. "S-So uncomfortable!" he yelled.

To distract himself, he asked Sammy beside him (whom he really lost 10 gold to, by the way). "What time is it?"

"It’s time."

"The exact time?"

"Does it matter?" Sammy said, crossing his arms. "We base on the sun remember? We don’t have electric watches!"

"Ah, right. Anyway, it’s time."

At this, a certain part of the group took some of the weaker members and Terrans. Particularly, those who could still move. As they got dragged, their feet felt heavy. Were they finally going to get executed?

The thought of death terrified the men and they struggled, only to be met with very painful attacks and very real threats to any of their remaining extremities (or manhood).

They were dragged apart from the others who could no longer move. These men were confused but they were in so much pain they couldn’t think too clearly anymore. After walking some distance and reaching a small clearing, the Alterans settled them there.

They also may or may not have replaced the special ropes with normal ones, and used relatively loose knots as well.

There were more than 30 people there with varying degrees of injuries, a lot of whom had burning crotches. They were pale and bloodless as they were set up by Mao and the others.

At some distance, a few other Alterans stood by, watching as the next phase of the plan was settled.

"I think Gill overdid it," Chris said, "Would they even be able to go where they should?"

"He probably fears his own sister was experiencing something similar," Garan said.

"Gwen? Nah." Sammy shrugged, recalling the woman. It was easier to get Chris in a drag queen skirt than to imagine Gwen succumbing to that kind of abuse.

Garan thought it made sense and nodded. "Well, a brother’s a brother," he said, "Just imagining it would’ve made him want to kill."