After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 524

Fuck you Fargo, Kill the Mobs yourself Fargo, Go Kill Yourself Fargo…

These were the prevalent thoughts in the heads of the citizens as they hid well inside their homes, hoping for things to pass—if it would.

It could be seen as just prolonging the agony as monsters would still be able to breach the houses after some time, but they just hoped the monsters would skip their houses by virtue of them being quiet.

They would fight it if it reached their location, but the problem with that was that the blood—whether it was theirs or the monster’s—could attract even more beasts. Most of them could barely handle one, let alone a handful!

However—despite the apparent carefulness of most—a few people couldn’t help but take a look through the windows and peek outside, opening just enough to see what was going on.

"Oi, Baka, come here!" Tacky whispered urgently, trying to pull his friend’s remaining arm. "Do you wanna lose an eye, too?"

"Wait, look out," the young man said as he stared at the monsters flowing in, seeming to particularly interested in watching more.

"Hell no," Tacky mumbled. He was about to go deeper into the house when the chaos neared and they could hear screeching screams akin to animals being slaughtered.

"GAHHH! HELP MEEE!!"

"AHHH! GO AWWAY! GO AWAY—GAHHH!"

The yells would occasionally be followed by the familiar squelching of body parts and the cracking of bones.

"COME OUT OF HERE!"

"HELP USSS!"

Tacky paused, finding some of the voices familiar. Against basic logic, he opened the gap just a bit more so he could peek, and Juan followed.

The other roommates gasped when they saw the three idiots risk their heads for curiosity. They shivered and hid farther into the rooms, deciding to ignore them.

These young men were stronger than they were and they knew they couldn’t be pulled back if they didn’t want to, so they could only find better places to hide.

They wished they had chests or cabinets here, but alas, most didn’t even have proper beds, what of other furniture?

However, there were also a few who stayed with them. They were the ones from the shanty their group let inside. They stayed with the trio to pull them as soon as they had to.

Anyway, the trio was focused on peeking to notice they had people ready to drag them back as needed.

They just watched the chaos outside as more and more monsters came in. Normally, they would spread out and attack houses, focusing on the easy-to-destroy shanty areas and low-level houses. However, this time, they seemed to just be going after a few people.

The night was eerie and they could hear various screams around and a few muted screams farther away, but otherwise everyone knew to keep quiet, and luckily so because the monsters seemed hellbent on these particular men.

It so happened that one monster chase seemed to head towards their street. Tacky’s heart dropped, about to close the window. "Shit! Close it!"

"Wait!" Juan mumbled, patting his arm. His eyes were fixed towards the man the monster seemed to be hunting. "Don’t you find that man familiar?"

The other two looked at each other, before taking a peek. They gaped when they realized that it was one of the people who beat them up back then!

"HELP MEEE! GAHH!" He yelled, getting nicked at the back, the heard the ripping sound of fabric and skin, but the man’s adrenaline was on max and he still managed to continue running despite part of his back getting ripped off.