After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 818

The goblins arrived sometime later. They formed a small line towards the village center, and many people looked over in curiosity. It was almost like a procession of sorts, though they didn’t mean it to happen.

They couldn’t be blamed for this. Other than Alterra’s half-orc, this was their first interaction with a non-human intelligent life!

The goblins flinched at the attention, but unlike what they used to—where the looks were filled with derision—most of these stares were just… pure curiosity.

Victor and the others came to meet them. "Welcome to Limestone Valley," he said.

Because they were no longer slaves (in treatment), the goblins were treated as proper citizens.

"I’m sure the others have already oriented you on what to do and what your salary is?" He asked and the little guys nodded. They did so with synchronicity that made a few lips twitch upwards.

Aborigines called them rats, the Terrans found them adorable.

So cute!

…

Benny, Rasso, and a few others were assigned to be their guide, and the groups separated.

Victor met up with Silva and the rest of the team heading back to Alterra. They were asked to rest for a day, which they agreed because it was becoming a bit warm and their recovery had slowed down.

The Goblins assigned to Limestone Valley came with the locals, while goblins heading back to Alterra were settled temporarily in some houses.

There were two small houses rented for them, paid for by Alterra. It was a detached house that was rearranged to become dormitories.

The Goblins looked around the nice house—a Custom House from Fargo’s time, but greatly improved where it could be improved. The little ones couldn’t help admiring the nice soft beds as well as the bathroom, some even touching it with some reverence.

It was both cute and heartbreaking, and the people guiding them couldn’t help but feel for them.

The people guiding them this time was Rasso, another one of Victor’s men, and his son, Rian. They in particular had felt a lot of empathy for the kids, especially after what they had been through.

The young boy was naturally traumatized by what had happened in the past and had become less energetic, a cracked shell of the little sunshine that he had been.

Rasso was actually moving to Alterra with the boy, hoping a change of environment would be good for him. Juliet was also there now, and he hoped to be with her soon.

He’d be joining Silva’s party, and the reason they waited for so long was because there had to be a proper turnover for his tasks, and the boy had been understanding of that.

In fact, when the boy heard there would be Goblins, the light of curiosity in his eyes sparkled. Rasso asked if he could help to guide them, and the boy jumped in glee.

As they guided the green ones around the house, he could see a bit of the lost sparkle in his son returning. "This is the bathroom, you just have to press this and poof!" he said and the goblins not that much smaller than him nodded in fascination.

Although Alterra’s Custom House couldn’t be built in Fargo, the former architect—bless his soul—fortunately designed the basics well so Fargo’s Custom House was really not bad either. Next to Alterra’s, it was the best one.

"These are your beds," Rian said with a smile, pointing at the beds.

"You get one each," he said, his little voice—not yet hitting puberty—tilting up a bit as he saw the Goblins’ reactions. "You also get your own cabinets, here."

The green ones nodded, again with interesting synchronicity, and he couldn’t help but chuckle.

"That’s all," Rian said. "I… hope you enjoy your stay."

"T…Thank you…" the goblins mumbled and watched as the boy shyly scooted away back to behind his father.