After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 67

Aberdeen City, 16 years ago

Little Ansel heaved out a deep breath as they finally got out of the small tunnel.

It took him a while to get his bearings, and was only brought back when he felt something warm and equally dirty on his gunk-covered hand.

It was a little hand, covered with black-green stuff that looked so mushy and disgusting.

Still, he did not pull back his hand.

In fact, if he hadn’t been so scared before he’d also realize that the hand she covered his mouth with was this very hand.

Little Althea, nicknamed Little Monkey, didn’t seem to notice her handprint on the other boy’s face.

She just pulled the boy and gestured for them to go. "Let’s go!" She told him, her little voice a bit milkier due to all the whispering.

Ansel looked at her small hand on his, and nodded blankly.

"So, kid, where do you live?" She asked as they moved, looking down on him from time to time.

Nine year-old girls were generally more than a bit bigger than boys a year younger than they were. The two of them were no exception.

Little Ansel also had a timid personality and didn’t eat a lot. So it was not surprising when the boy couldn’t answer her question, and only stared at her.

"..."

The little girl mused that she had never heard him speak after hanging out with him for so long.

Couldn’t he talk?

Like that cleaning auntie from the orphanage?

But before she could ask, they heard heavy footsteps not far behind them.

"There!!" The man yelled, sprinting. Even if they ran as fast as they could, their little feet were no match for the massive long legs of a grown man.

The man gestured to grab them but one more dose of adrenaline allowed them to avoid the grasp.

However, there were uneven rocks on the ground and they lost their balance anyway.

"You dare escape!" The man yelled and gestured to kick the little boy. But the little girl quickly grabbed his feet.

"Watch out kid!" She yelled, grabbing the fat leg with her whole body. Ansel saw everything and the quiet boy finally spoke up. "You—!"

"Run! I can handle it!" She said, flexibly letting go of the leg before getting kicked, avoiding the other man’s hand and getting a few stones on her hand.

The timid boy could only do as he was told and ran past the trees and the bushes, sobbing, not knowing what to do.

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[28 days of Protection Period]

Bright Territory

Roaarrrrr!!

Hundreds of wild beasts approached the gates and the walls with massive force.

However, before the group of beasts could touch the wall, hundreds of wooden swords, and arrows met them head on.

They were standing on the wall, with just enough room for them, practicing their balance as well.

A few minutes earlier they had received notice to ask all citizens to help to deal with the beast tide.

In exchange, for every 100 monsters they dealt with, they would be receiving a certain amount of silver.

Ansel looked around as he killed a beast. No one seemed to be counting. How were they so sure about the number of kills?