After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1100

Tout’s jaw was clenched as he glared at the tall wall. It wasn’t that he didn’t have slaves anymore—there were still a few thousand on his side—but the ratio was small that only a small fraction of them would be able to use meat shields now.

Everyone was fully equipped with at least a Level E weapon and defense equipment, courtesy of Basset Town—deductable to his share of this place, of course—but that wouldn’t stop a damned Level 5 sentry, so meat shields were still the best way to protect themselves.

Anyway, no one wanted to go ahead with so many sentries and archers targeting them! And so… for the next few minutes, they entered an embarrassing standstill.

"What’s going on?" Suddenly, a voice sounded from the side and everyone felt a little intimidated just by their approach.

"Masters!" Tout exclaimed and everyone adopted a somewhat more humble stance.

"Why are you just standing here?" the man asked, obviously impatient for action. Next to him were a couple of Level 20s, all with similar annoyed expressions.

The man’s name was Temp, a level 30 guard from Basset Town. He was sent here to assist their entry if needed—and, obviously, they were very much needed.

Although Basset Town was also a new Town—just a little over a decade—it had quite a few level 30s in its midst. This was the legacy of the previous Lord, who worked hard to add a lot of powerful individuals in their midst before they got eaten up by other towns.

This was done by recruiting from cities and giving them various benefits such as their own homes, free food, and so on. This did not include the benefits Mercenary Teams received if they decided to create a base there, too.

It was pretty much impossible to recruit someone from a Town to a Village, but a City to a Town was not too far-fetched. Living in extremely dense cities could get very cutthroat, not to mention the chances of encountering huge monsters were not small.

Heck, their levels were at that awkward stage of being the meatshields for the Level 40s and 50s hunting for such monsters!

At the very least, Towns were rich enough and had enough prestige to provide decent living conditions.

In contrast, Villages were too poor and unstable; one could get destroyed or change owners every so often.

The monsters were also too weak and staying there was akin to staying on the same level forever. For anyone with any ambition for power and a long life, remaining stagnant was akin to a death sentence.

At least in Towns, the average monster level was 15 to 20—with the occasional Level 25s—which was the perfect mob for them to level up.

And finally, in Towns, they’d be proper powerhouses and were extremely revered. It was a worthy exchange for the prestige of being city-bound.

Through the years, the number of level 30s in Basset Town had become quite sizeable. However, their number wasn’t big enough to bother sending them to battles between villages.

Sending one here—along with dozens of level 20s and above—was indicative of just how much Basset Town wanted Alterra.

And Temp… he was promised a hefty bonus for winning this war.

He was really fascinated by this place’s products and business. Having a part of it was indeed very good.

He arrived a bit later than others though, but he was expecting the war to be entering the first wave of battles at this time. According to the plan, he and his team would sweep in to assist the entries so many more people could enter the walls.