After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 891

Shinho looked around him, mentally counting the number of enemies. Although they were extremely weakened from the long travels and in hunger, thirst, and pain, they still greatly outnumbered these newcomers.

Should they just run for their lives? Or should they gamble and come with them?

Shinho felt tense, knowing his decision would affect hundreds of lives. Ferra felt it and patted his hand. Not to tell him he was hurting her, but rather to comfort him.

This was very subtle and many didn’t notice it, especially with the lack of light, but the women were sensitive enough to see it.

They looked at the refugees again and understood that they were not exactly happy to see them. This was a little counterintuitive to them, who had lived good lives, but once they thought about it, they understood.

Outside Alterra, Humans were just… not that trustworthy.

Even the aborigines seemed to have forgotten that.

Cassie immediately stepped forward next to Mauru, who was a little puzzled.

"We came from a nearby village," she said with a kind smile. "It’s really not that far, probably less than a kilometer away.

"We have a nearby river that passes through our territory, and it’s why we live better lives than most," she explained, waving at herself, before looking gently at them again.

"Would you like to come with us?"

Her words made the refugees stare at her, some with eyes sparkling with little hope and some with desperation. Many of them were at their last straws, after all.

In contrast, there were also a few—including Shinho and his family—who were reluctant.

But what could they do in the end? Even if they fought against these people, and even if they won, where would they go next?

They would be weakened even further by the fight, even more vulnerable to beasts that came their way.

If these people were as they feared, then it would be a question of who or what would eat them in the end.

He closed his eyes and gripped his lover’s hand tighter. He looked at his people. "Whether you want to come with them or not is up to you," he said. "I will understand."

Everyone looked at him, concerned. "Why aren’t you coming?"

"I…"

Before he could explain anymore, their chatters were cut short by heavier rustles of the dried plants around them, shortly followed by heavy footsteps and growls that resonated with the wind.

Everyone immediately put their guards up—whether it was the newcomers or Shinho—ready to fight.

The growls grew louder, the dried vegetation around them shaking wildly. An ominous atmosphere enveloped them, causing their hearts to beat loudly.

There was definitely a mob, and it wasn’t small.

Shinho heard sobs around him, the civilians slowly paralyzed with fear again, while the others nervously went on a defensive. After all, it was dark and they didn’t have the advantage of sight to attack first.

While Shinho’s team was like this, Mauru’s had already made a plan. They had been trained well and knew what to do in most situations.