After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World-Chapter 1256: Preparing for the First Town War (Part 2)
This thought was also strong even among those who were still Voumi slaves. Of course, due to their circumstances, their movements were limited to certain parts of the easements and their assigned areas were far apart from each other.
This way, even if there was someone who could order them around, the others would just have to worry about one or two attacking at a time.
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Although Voumi citizens were unlikely to be here, it wouldn't hurt to be safe.
In any case, each one of them believed they could gain contributions. Even if they were slaves to others, they could still earn their own money and points, and therefore there was a lot to gain.
Most importantly: They'd be regaining a sense of self and freedom, regardless of how true it was.
They couldn't help but remember the kind of harsh training wherein they would be pushed to fight from dark to dark. Sometimes, they would be thrown in coralles of monsters around their level and they would fight against them the whole day.
It was harsh and, because many Terrans were not meant to fight, many people needlessly died.
It was also why Gurnam and Sarah, among a few others, were proficient in their elements despite being enslaved.
Speaking of that, Alterra had already sent a letter via their Post Office to Voumi, and so far they had not received a response.
Voumi was also a Level 1 Town and they had seriously considered attacking it to rescue the thousands (and increasing) number of slaves there, but dismissed the idea in the end.
Voumi was not weak, at least compared to a newly promoted town like Alterra or even Basset Town. Not to mention they'd be the attacking party.
The loss would only mean it would be easier for Basset Town, who would definitely attack when they could, to defeat them.
Their rule when it came to helping others was that there was minimal risks on the part of their own people, and clearly that wasn't met yet. They felt bad that the Voumi slaves had to suffer for a long time, but their people were still the priority.
Anyway, the entire territory was mobilized. Whether it was the older people or even the kids—every one was doing their part.
Except for the minimum amount of rest their upgraded bodies needed—which was really just a handful of hours after level 10—they all focused on maximizing this time to arm Alterra as best they could.
Their upcoming enemy was the strongest had yet to encounter—no one could relax.
In the Research Lab, the addition of the old man had hastened a lot of the progress the pharmacists had been stuck on.
For example, they had been struggling to improve the healing potions, which now had discounted effects for Garan, who was level 30.
Unlike other professionals, Hoffen wasn't so stingy. Rather, he had grown past that stage of life after living almost 130 years.
At the same time, the old man also gained new insights which had been incredibly rare the past few decades for him. In his happiness, he would always blurt out pieces of wisdom that may or may not enlighten the pharmacists hovering around him.
It was amusing. Hoffen, who used to poison people who entered his space unnounced, could now interact naturally with a group of them.
Old man Hoffen also became one of the people taking advantage of the quarters in the Research Center. He practically never went home. Fortunately, the quarters had complete amenities. There was even a small gym there with equipment…
Althea had also asked about his famous Limb-regenerating Potion—the potion he was best known for. Unexpectedly, it wasn't that easy to obtain it.
Apparently, the materials were rare and the preparation could take months so their first patient would take a while to receive it.
They had sent a letter to Ferrol to procure the items though—they were their most trusted and also a good medium considering the fairs—but that would definitely take time, so the potential patients didn't expect too much.
As for the guards, they were in top shape. They had also hired a few hundreds of new ones the past month or so, so their guards were now in the few thousands.
Majority of these people were Terrans, and this meant thousands of elementalist guards, not including the citizens joining in.
They had also hired a few more level 20s from the Village Center, which was really a great change of pace.
There were also improved Ballista Bolts placed every hundred meters now, adding great force to the sentries. However, not every one was manned and to avoid enemies from sneaking and using it against them instead, the arrows were placed in the guards' spaces.
They also had improved safety features for the cannons. They had seen the effects during the Limestone-Inko Valley wars, and they naturally knew what to tweak.
The clinics near the gates had been set up and fully equipped to lighten up the hospital's workload and improve efficiency. The secondary warehouses had been filled and had proper guard houses to protect them.
They also had to prepare to deal with the spies inside, so the important items were done and set as subtly as possible. They would not be able to intercept Aether letters (for now), but they could at least monitor the various movements in the territory.
Of course…, while the enemies planted people inside Alterra, it wasn't like they hadn't done the same thing…
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A/N: What is your opinion about child protagonists? I'm writing a side project and I ended up with an FL who's a legitimate child for at least 30 chapters xD. Legit child = real toddler with no knowledge of her past life yet lololol.
Oh, and—as long as this story can still pay my bills—don't worry about that one affecting the uploads for this one! It's a side project and our upload requirement is, like, 2 chapters per week lolol. It's a legit side chick.
