After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 601

There was a complex atmosphere in the territory, with the Alterans and the citizens watching as Fargo gathered tens of ambulatory mercenaries and a few Terran guards eager to come with them.

Counting, there seemed to be almost 100 of them, though most of them had to drag themselves to move an inch. The former guards and mercenaries looked quite pitiful until they remembered the hideous things these people did.

Including… what they could do once they recovered.

It might not be in Fargo or in Altera, but they’d definitely be making people—especially women—suffer somewhere else.

As Fargo and his men exited, a lot of people went to the outer walls to see them leave. Their hearts was heavy in anger to see them just leaving like this, but what could they do? They could only hope they die some horrible death before they start ruining someone else’s life!

Behind them, Althea spoke. "My oath includes not attacking them even outside the walls for a whole day," she said. "However, we know how the system determines what is considered an attack."

It took a while for the hint to dawn on some, but it did come faster to others.

"Please die a horrible death!" Tacky yelled, throwing some random trash he had in his space (he happened to have a few).

"Don’t come back okay?! Do the world a favor!" Juan added.

"Bye~ We pray the monsters will eat you whole~" Baka bellowed, taking the mysterious stock of trash in Tacky’s space and throwing it to Fargo’s group.

More and more people joined in. Rocks were thrown, some other wet things, and there was even poop (a few were just lying on the ground anyway), a few of which hit some men straight in the face.

They glared back, ready to curse and threaten, but they saw several arrows and their own guns pointed in their direction. Some arrows were even released, but they weren’t targeted at them. Instead, it sprinkled piss on them!

"There’s still more where that came from!" One yelled from a distance, followed by mocking laughs.

Afraid to get rained down with more filth, Fargo and his men could only scurry away, cursing, and swearing to take their revenge someday!

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"BASTARDS!!" Aka yelled, paving the way with his sword as he wiped the shit on his face. "See if I get a hold of those bastards!"

The other tens of people were silent, also feeling angry, but they were in so much pain from their injuries that they had to use their remaining energy not to faint.

They knew very well what kind of people they were following! If they fainted, they’d definitely be left behind!

They didn’t even have the energy to clean up whatever was dropping on their heads now.

Of course, this had nothing to do with the people walking up front, not caring if there were people being left behind. They were taken for numbers and as cannon fodder. They had no use for meatshields that had to be carried.

Fargo moved along Okra and Aka, looking at the surroundings. He estimated they were going South or Southeast. With a nod, he looked at the other leading aborigines.

"Tell me where we’re going."

Aka and Okra looked at him with raised eyebrows. "You sure do know how to keep ordering people around, Fargo."

How easily they dropped ’milord’ made Fargo frown. However, he knew he didn’t have leverage anymore so he only noted this annoyance for now. When he regained some power, he’d exact his revenge on them.

Okra and Aka did not know his thoughts and only sneered at him. "Don’t forget you’re no longer the lord."

Fargo’s expression didn’t change as he took out a crossbow. This made them flinch, looking at him guardedly. That was until they heard his next words.