After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1984

Chapter 1984: Surprise Wins from Valov

Seemingly unaware of the passersby slowing down to take a peek of their group, the goblins continued to get to know the dwarves.

"Names sound interestin," one commented. "Cot’, Bat’, Sot’"

"Are you siblings?" Another asked. "So they name similar."

"They look alike."

Batto shook his head, still trying to get used to the chatter. The three of them were the only dwarves in their generation, after all, and this felt like they were suddenly thrown into a sea of peers.

"We’re not! We’re neighbors!" Sotto said. "Names from same generation sound alike!" The other two echoed it.

Dwarves moved slowly, but when they spoke, it was like they were rapping. The goblins found it fascinating. Mostly because the three looked alike in their eyes.

"Is this what people call ’you start to look alike if you hang out too much’?"

"No, other races just look alike," another goblin said, sounding wise. "Humans can’t tell us apart either," he said. "Though I’m obviously more handsome than most."

It had to be said: Some goblins gained confidence faster than others.

Another shook his head. "They can always tell me apart!"

This one was Moki, one of the first rescues from Guia. He happened to be the fattest one, so naturally, the humans favored him more, constantly asking to hug him.

The one-upmanship contest between green ones was brewing, and it was quite interesting to watch.

Gochi and the other half-orcs chuckled. "Alright, you can continue this meaningful discussion back in your dorms so everyone can rest," he said. "The newcomers will meet with our bosses tomorrow after you’ve rested."

The Lord wasn’t exactly in the mood to chat right now, anyway.

Thinking of the poor children, Gochi’s mood visibly darkened. He was there when the children were kidnapped, but he couldn’t catch the speedster at all.

The feeling of helplessness and despair was something he wouldn’t forget for a long time.

He shook his head. He knew he could not do anything about their states. He could only hope that they recovered soon.

For now, he pushed himself to compartmentalize and focus on the assistance he could provide.

One of these was helping new talents settle down well, so they could contribute to Alterra willingly.

After dropping the dwarves, he would then take their half-orc friends to the Half-Orc Mansion they built themselves. The goblin neighborhood was not far away from there, so they walked the little ones over.

Not to mention, dwarves...were really rare things. Seeing them surrounded by large half-orcs would calm down some active minds.

They soon reached the Goblin Neighborhood, which was not small, about an acre or so, including the multiple dorm-type buildings, a commercial area abutting the main road, and its own park.

Of course, it wasn’t undamaged by the war. In fact, the park was pretty much bald now; the wooden playgrounds the community had built together were all but gone.

The war reached everywhere in Alterra. This was not a surprise; there were various battles between powerhouses here, and many attacks were indiscriminate.

Their damage was not only heavy, but their movements were quick as well. One moment, they were fighting on one block, destroying the stalls and trees there; another moment, they were already a few blocks away, doing the same there.

The buildings were natural covers against strong attacks, so whenever one area was no longer viable to hide in or use as a shield, they would move, and this was one of the reasons why there was no untouched place in Alterra.

This was what the new party saw, but they didn’t think badly of it.

It was fortunate that the materials here were sturdy, so most were still standing, just missing portions of their roofs, walls were cracked, and their doors and windows were open. They could be repaired by Althea paying some gold and resources.

Most of the dorms were intact, and while they were making oaths, the walls, sentries, and several system buildings had been repaired by the System (after the Lord paid for it); the rest were waiting for resources to refill.

The group reached the destination, and it was finally time to part ways, with the half-orcs putting down the dwarves.

The dwarves’ steps were very slow, so they allowed themselves to be carried. They got used to hanging at the backs of half-orcs anyway.

They didn’t find this embarrassing at all. Rather, they saw it as hitching a ride.

Still, when they saw the dozens of bikes going around on the way here, they couldn’t help but feel longing.

It was around here that they saw a guard zooming past them, and he was not running nor was he pedaling!

"What’s that!?"

"That’s a hoverboard," Gochi explained. "It’s one of the experimental items from the Specialty Store."

Electric cars would take time, but hoverboards were still possible. It was just that the material was limited, and people with decent levels were faster on foot, so not a lot had been produced.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify