After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 957

While the family headed back to their villa, a new caravan had arrived. This one came from Bright Village, a consistent partner of Alterra.

A lot of the people immediately headed to their target places as soon as they went past the threshold. Whether it was towards the supermarket, the clothing stores, the marketplaces, and the like—hoards of people rushed towards their shops, afraid that the stocks would run out.

It wasn’t the first time it happened!

In contrast, the new faces were left standing in the middle of the wide sidewalk in awe.

This was Hana, Atlas, Tim, and Tilda. It was only them in their group, the rest of them decided to stay in Bright Village, which seemed like a very good place already anyway.

There were also those, like Laos, who stayed because they didn’t want to be near Tilda at all.

It wasn’t easy for the four of them to join the caravan though. In hopes of increasing his own population, Micheal had added a tax and payment for the non-citizens who came along with the caravan.

They would also pay a bond twice that amount, which the territory would keep in case they decided not to come back to Bright and settle in Alterra.

This discouraged most of the refugees who were poor and had just enough to survive day to day.

However, this was not the case with Hana and the others.

It wasn’t that they had plenty of money, but they did have reasons to gamble much of their remaining money to get here.

After gathering himself, Atlas took a deep breath and prepared to head out as well. He looked at his former companions. "Well, this is where we part."

This made the others flinch, especially Tilda who looked at him with a betrayed expression on her face.

"Why? Are you going to leave us?" she asked. Atlas almost rolled his eyes.

"You tagged along with me to get to safety. I allowed it. Now we’re safe, do you still hope for me to carry you?"

"That’s not what I mean—"

"Also, Tilda, don’t forget that no one would want you in their team—especially not after what you’ve done," he said, looking at Tim, who seemed embarrassed for his sister. "You’re lucky to have a good brother, but even good people have their limits."

He walked over to Tim and patted his shoulder. With a low voice, he gave the other man the last advice he’d give to him. "Sometimes, the hardest—but wisest—thing you can do is to walk away from those who harm you, even if they are related by blood."

He walked away then and they could only watch as he disappeared deeper into the territory.

Tilda wanted to follow but was held back by her brother. She whipped her head to glare at him, eyes a bit teary. "Why didn’t you stop him?!"

Tim shook his head. "Didn’t you see? He has a direction. He probably found his relatives."

Back in Bright, they went around after renting a bedspace in the dormitory. They all found something interesting, and most of it had to do with the ’master’ village called Alterra.