After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1190

Anyway, Rowan stared at the latest prisoners he had—the ones who were there to investigate what happened to the other two.

These people arrived with several beast carts in tow, even more arrogant than the team that came before them.

Basically, these people demanded that Iron Mountains had to 'pay' the black metal balance due the past months… multiplied by two. They expected the extra beast carts to be filled with Iron, basically.

Anyway, it got them straight to the prison, and now they were making a scene. The strong prisoners were held in isolation.

The Level 1 Prison could easily keep level 20 and below, but stronger ones would be greatly weakened. This was on top of the arguably inhumane punishment of taking away lifespans.

Anyway, for now, the prisoners could only run their mouths. They were very annoying, but it was in these times they got most information from them so they let them run their mouths.

So the guards would even actively irk them to annoy them. It was, apparently, quite fun to bully but 'for a good cause'. For example…

"Where did they say they came from?" Guard 1 would ask.

"Falop Town," Guard 2 said.

"Wasn't it Wallop Town?"

"VALOV Town!" the prisoners yelled, some even in sync. "Valov Town is a level 2 Town!"

"What can a village like you do?!" How could they be so arrogant!!?

"Meh, never heard of it," Guard 2 shrugged, looking at Guard 1 who just shook his head, as if thinking they had to most boring job ever.

This made the proud men redden in anger and in embarrassment. They could not move much, but they at least wanted to humble these bastards!! "We will get these mines!"

"Just you wait—Our Valov's subsidiaries will crush you all!"

Rowan heaved a deep breath as he raised his hand, a flicker of ember appearing on his hand. Then, in a flash, it burst bigger to the size of a head.

Guards 1 and 2 then smirked, spraying the men with some excess oil they had in space (these were dirty oil that had been used several times in cooking).

"You bastards! AHHH!" "This is disgusting!!"

But then they saw the fireball heading in their direction and they could only scream in despair.

When Rowan left, the men were half dead. He didn't kill them yet—it wouldn't have been straightforward either since many had higher levels than him.

However, he did make sure they were as weak as they could be in order to exacerbate the weakening effect of the prison itself. He didn't dare underestimate these bastards at all.

When he went out of the building, he saw Silvia right outside, waiting with a concerned face.

Rowan gave a small smile as he walked to her, raising his hand to pat her head. "They can't beat the prison," he told her, knowing what her concerns were.

She didn't look particularly comforted, however. "Do you think people will question that capture?" she asked. After all, this batch was especially noisy. Everyone saw they were captured.

While they had a valid reason for doing so, it could be a problem if someone from their hometown arrived and demanded their release.

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