After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 938

From the South of Alterra and Bright Villages were aborigine villages. While they already received many refugees from the south, it was by no means the majority of them yet.

At this time, a group of hundreds of refugees traveled northwards. They were from various villages along the drying river, meeting somewhere along the way. Although it was slowly recovering, it happened too late and too many territories had fallen.

They fought monster mobs after monster mobs and the leading teams frowned as they noticed something.

"Are the monsters getting weaker?" The de-facto leader, a thirty-year-old Guard by the name of Fossu, said with furrowed eyebrows. He had a large build and dark red hair. He was also a very rare elementalist among villagers.

His teammates fought alongside him, some of whom they met just recently, but the bond of life and death experiences was strong. Together, they took down a level 6 monster with relative ease.

When he said this, they looked at him oddly.

"That is a bad thing?"

Fossu heaved a sigh and manifested earth spikes, stabbing two more monsters so they could easily get handled by the civilians.

"It’s not exactly a good thing," he corrected, "It means we’re getting farther from a town."

As people from fallen villages, they naturally wanted to relocate to towns instead.

Going to another village… what if it just falls again?!

This made everyone look even more worried.

"Do we turn back then?"

The people who had been to a town had all unfortunately perished. Since a few days back, they were dependent on what they had heard about the direction of towns. Buying the map from the others was too expensive—they barely had a few silvers left at the time—but then they lost these people from monster mobs.

"Let’s… check a bit more," another person said. "If they survived after so long, the village might not be too bad."

Fossu thought for a moment before nodded. This made sense, and to be honest they really didn’t have much of a choice.

Sometime during the day, someone from their group paused their steps, pointing in a direction of a tree. "What is that?"

They turned to look at a piece of wood plank with writing embedded in it. Curiously, they stared at it for a few seconds. Without realizing, they felt the urge to just go nearer and take a look.

A signage?

There were odd symbols, but there were also some familiar ones. Unfortunately, most of them weren’t literate so they couldn’t read it.

Fossu walked forward to take a look. He had reached level 10, and therefore awakened, in his mid-20s.

Although he didn’t get formal schooling, as the only elementalist in his family, he became the pride of the community.

"It says ’Alterra Village this way’," he said, impressing the others. _{freёwebnovel.com}