After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 733

Guia Village

"The time for war has arrived!" Benjo yelled, yelling at the people who stood outside their walls.

He believed they were the strongest village there was. With their requirement to be guards was at least level 10, and there was more than a thousand of them.

He looked at the guards and fighters participating in the territory, the mercenaries, and other participating citizens believing that like every other war, they would destroy this one.

Other than the slaves, a lot of the people here came voluntarily.

In their minds, this was another fun money-making activity. In fact, when they received the territory announcement, they cheered.

Because wars meant loot, gold, and slaves!

They waited for the array to appear, already excited for their wins and the sufferings they would cause.

…

Alterra Village.

At this time, several aborigine guests and a few citizens were surrounded by guards.

First was Ramona, who had been eagerly waiting for the result of the war. To her surprise, a female guard approached, asking her to come with her.

"We’ll need you somewhere first, Ms. Ramona," the female guard, Cassie, said. The guard held Ramona, gesturing to tie her up with their handcuffs.

"What?! No, let go of me!" she yelled, "You can’t do this! This isn’t legal!"

"We’re just putting you under investigation," she said, "If you continue shouting I will yell the allegations back to you."

She shut her mouth, guilty, but then when she realized her gaffe, she continued to reject. She was no match for the other woman, who was already level 10 herself.

Similarly, some other guests Baltimore left behind (that they knew of) were also being apprehended.

"What?! I’m a guest! How dare you!" The man yelled.

"What are your grounds for taking us away? We are guests! Do you want to be marked as an enemy of my territory?" another said.

"You have been caught causing chaos," the guard said with a deadpan expression on his face. Unlike Treck, they were much more subtle in their discussions. Sometimes with each other in bars, but loud enough for many of the people to hear.

Too bad for them, not only were Alterrans generally loyal, but there was also the reporting system that gave Contribution Points.

The number of reports directed at them in the past few days… was staggering, to say the least.

They even got a few people stalking the elders, no doubt planning some evil shit.

More and more people got apprehended and those at the back realized there was no going back this time. However, they weren’t about to go down without a fight!

The anti-fighting rules by default only applied when a certain amount of damage had been created. They were planning on hitting a few people first and then getting kicked out of the territory—this was what they always did for territories that actually had rules.

The men looked at each other, sneered, and then lunged toward random passersby who looked like they could die (or at least very very seriously injured) from an attack.

To their surprise though, they hadn’t even hit the victims when their sights lit up and they found themselves surrounded by dense walls and metal.

"WHAT—"

"What? Where am I?"