After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 865

Well, while territories like Bright, Belluga, Limestone Valley, and Iron Mountains—thanks to Alterra—were better than most, every other territory was doing very badly.

Shrao Village.

"We already lost a few older people," one man reported to Shiro, who only sighed. This wasn’t their first heat wave and this came as no surprise.

In fact, his spies who went to Alterra seemed to have heard that they were preparing for it. They didn’t know how they found it but the entire territory had apparently mobilized so Shrao had decided to follow suit.

However, in the end, it was too late to react because it came before they could take action.

Although the housing situation in this place was much better than in their old home, there were still many people who ended up in makeshift houses.

When the heat wave hit and they were outside for a long time, their skins would burn at the peak of heat. Not only that, the heat in the atmosphere made it difficult to breathe.

Their bodies had adapted well to extreme temperatures but the young and the old might struggle to take such direct hits. It had been a day, and they already lost a few.

Although it generally wouldn’t get worse because the survivors would have stronger physiques, people’s bodies could only handle so much, so if they remained unprotected, more and more people would just die, even the strong adults.

"Burn them cleanly," he said. The heat would make the corpses rot even more badly than usual, and the stench would weaken their wills.

So, his people did just that. However, someone in his team was just a bit careless because of the difficulty of movement. When they were burning the corpses, things got even worse.

Because the surrounding greeneries were too dry, when a small bit of clothing burned and flew, touching one of the trees, it quickly emblazed into a fire.

This was one of the few patches of forests within the walls, and everyone’s heart clenched to see it damaged.

"Fire!! Fire!!"

"Put it out!!"

"Nooo!"

Immediately the people tried to put it out, many heading outside from the shade to help out, but… they didn’t have enough water! Using it to kill the fire would be killing them in a few days! ’

Fortunately (or not) they had experienced this plenty of times during droughts and fast-thinkers immediately began to move.

"Bury it in soil!" Shiro yelled, taking out his weapon and stabbing the ground, throwing the dry sandy soil to the fire. He also asked his men to dig around the fire in an attempt to save the rest of the area.

The citizens around worked together to either bury it with soil or stop its spread, but the fire spread quickly and they still lost a lot of trees.

By the time the fire was killed, almost a third of the internal forests had already burned down.

Such damage killed their hearts. This was a large portion of their limited sustenance during the heat wave, and they dreaded what would happen in a few days. A lot of people sobbed, though a few were dehydrated enough that they could only let out dry tears.

Shiro and his people sighed with heavy hearts, just hoping for this to be over.

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Voumi Town

In a certain town, the slaves were huddling underground, silently enduring the simmering atmosphere caused by the heat outside and their combined body heat.