After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 884

Some more people ran to jump, and the Row Villagers were simply too shocked—and weak—to react. More and more people suffered the same fate.

No matter how thirsty, the people of Row Village naturally did not dare touch that water again—most especially not when there were bodies floating in there!

As dusk approached, the locals soon noticed a new set of people were there, standing.

"Help us!" Help us!" they croaked, trying to extend their hands to them.

"Please!"

Some people yelled but they couldn’t do much. Perrot didn’t have to say much, the people didn’t move.

They could barely help themselves, how could they bother with others?

They had hoped these people would be able to fight alongside them. Now they could only be burdens. No one could afford carrying that.

Look: It was already dusk and these people were useless. They also had better conditions than they were in. They looked bad, but they weren’t so pale and parched like the rest of them were.

Of course, it had only been a few months since things went to hell, and they did still have their morality. Inevitably, they still felt heavy for not doing anything.

"No need to feel guilty," Perrot said as his red eyes looked at the people getting cooked. He walked forward hoping to find parts of the stream untouched by corpses.

"Don’t you see? They blocked the stream," he said. "It’s why we had nothing."

The Row Villagers immediately flinched, their eyes wide as they looked at these people in disbelief. "What?"

Some ran to take a closer look, and immediately felt livid. "They built a dam!"

"They blocked our water!"

"EVIL!"

They couldn’t help but remember their sufferings when their stream suddenly dried up completely. So many people died, particularly those whose levels couldn’t keep up with the times.

The stream’s disappearance wasn’t even subtle, it just stopped out of nowhere, and now they knew why!!

"HOW DARE YOU!!" one yelled, kicking the nearby local. His mother died during that drought.

"Bastards!!" Another screamed. It was a woman who scratched another. Her baby didn’t survive because of the lack of water!

These selfish bastards!!

They didn’t have the technology or manpower to block a river, but they sure took advantage of the stream… but it was at the expense of those downstream!

If they actually had the excess energy to move much, they’d have beat these people up even more. However, only those who lost people had vented despite their diminishing spirits, while the rest of them just kicked or frowned, aiming to fill up their crude water bottles as well before leaving.

The small amount of water from the stream, at least, was not stagnant and at an acceptable temperature.

Those who were venting realized it wasn’t worth risking their remaining energy and moved on to follow the others. They just gave one last kick. "Die here!" before turning tail, no longer caring.

They believed in Karma, and these people deserved it!

"I… there used t…o be… around a hundred kilometers from here," he said, gasping. "But we had a war with them and we won, and they eventually fell due to a m…ob." _{freēwebnovel.com}