After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 935

Esias and the others were let go during the night. This meant that they had to be the ones to deal with the mobs, or at least a portion of it.

From the get-go, they lost a big portion—mostly because many people backed out in coming with them, while there were also those who died under the claws of monsters.

Fortunately, Esias had scouted the area around his territory well—it was a professional habit—through the months he had been there. He knew where there the depressions and climbs were, where they could hide, and so on.

As such—although they did, tragically, lose a handful of people—there were still more people who survived long enough until daylight arrived… wherein their problem was how to live through the heat for at least an entire day.

For most people, this would be a hopeless situation. They did not know where they could go, and they barely had any food or water left in their spaces. They were tired, parched, and hungry—how would they survive?

More than that, they had to deal with the extreme heat in the mornings and they had to deal with monsters at night—all without the protection of even the lowest-level walls.

Fortunately, those who came with Esias in the first place—even after the terror of the outside—were all people with strong wills.

No one who was planning to be a leech would voluntarily go with banished people obviously being fed directly into monsters’ mouths.

Anyway, with an overall positive atmosphere, they managed to get through the following tribulations mostly intact.

They created temporary roofs to cover their heads and they traveled like this for days, surviving with the little water they had and whatever Celia could create.

At the same time, Esias and the others would always find places to hide just before night came. Esias was an earth user while Celia was a water user, so they could create mud together to fortify whatever roof or cover they could get.

The two of them also had Class A Potentials, so their mana reservoirs as well as the efficiency with which they used their powers were far superior to most. Otherwise, they’d have lost energy a long time ago.

Another thing they did was to keep the monster feces they encountered in their spaces. It was disgusting, but when night came, they would put it out around where they were hiding and the monsters would pass by them.

It affected their psyche and killed them from the inside, but at least they didn’t get eaten by monsters.

Of course, for those who were tasked to keep the feces in their spaces (they got the short straws), the exchange was debatable.

"Well, it’s not like you’ve got anything in there anyway," one of the soldiers said when his companion complained about it.

"You don’t have anything either, right? Why don’t we change that?"

The soldier’s eyes twitched as he walked farther away from the other man, though his arms were still raised as he helped support the flaking ’roof’ above their heads.

He sighed when he ended up in a spot with a hole, so the sun’s rays directly landed on his arm, stinging it a bit.

"I wonder if we could get skin cancer here…" he wondered.

"Possibly," Celia said, looking at her very dark skin. "But I think I’m safe."

"..."

Anyway, this went on for another day or two until Esias suddenly paused his steps.