After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 2084

Chapter 2084: Leaving the Dungeons

Althea could start the plan now and rescue these women. However, she might have to go against a village of orcs and half-orcs, and she could not handle that.

Further, even if her level in the other side’s population tab was just level 13, she was already twice that level in reality, so if she actually went aggressive and hurt a citizen, she would definitely be punished.

The system’s penalties were never light, and she’d never sacrifice herself for other people outside her family.

Not to mention, even if she tried, the girls behind her wouldn’t be able to.

Considering she was there also to figure out a few things, then going at this carelessly was counterproductive.

Even the two level-15 half-orcs who had mixed in with the homecoming party had to be careful. Their strength was not special here, and their main assignment was to explore the place. Virion had assigned them to their own mission, and Althea couldn’t really rely on them.

As for their ’scent’ (i.e. the lack of the local scent) they’d just bleed themselves to hide the difference. This could work well with half-orcs and orcs because they, as a race, had some similar components.

It wouldn’t work on Althea, a human, so she still had to pretend to be a slave.

They had a limited time window to stay within the territory, and the longer they stayed the higher the chance they’d do something that’d get them penalized.

The gap between cities and villages was too wide, after all, and the penalties and standards to trigger punishments were definitely different.

Besides, the Lord could see the levels, and a group of level 30 was definitely a flag. While they didn’t know how often orcs actually read the Lord’s panel, it was better to be safe than sorry.

Only Althea and Garan (who had a masking token, not that others knew of it), as well as the two half orcs, would be safe from initial look, and they just had to stay low-key so the current Lord wouldn’t be compelled to check the names and the private details listed there.

And Althea was low-key, indeed. She was even behaving well inside a dungeon, the kind with tiny holes and slits above their heads for light and breathing.

Althea studied her current setting as closely as she could, especially while there was still some light coming in.

The room was large and without partitions, and the women were either sitting against the wall, hugging their knees, or splayed out on the ground in fetal positions, reflecting the deep fear and insecurities in their hearts.

There was a long trough that was connected to the stairs outside and extended to about half of the room. Most of the girls were near this area, though there were also plenty of women who put as much distance as possible from the door.

Rather, most of the ’older’ women were there, as if afraid of getting ’picked’ next.

Seeing many women now, she knew she could not just risk delaying even a day and letting them experience horrendous things, especially since it could really kill them.

Orc males were massive. No human woman touched by them would leave unscathed. It would be lucky if they didn’t become invalids after a few times.

After a while, an odd fragrance emanated. The listless women simply kept their eyes closed, entering deeper into slumber, while those awake started feeling a bit dizzy.

They instinctively looked for places to rest their bodies. Once they did, they would also fall into a state of deep sleep.

A few minutes later, emerald eyes opened up. Unlike the slumbering women, hers was filled with sharpness.

She looked around and observed the smoke settling down on the ground, confirming that none of the women were exempt from its effects.

This was sleeping smoke. Since she was dealing with village-level people, then there was no need to use her more expensive versions with very limited stocks, her standard low-level ones sufficed.

After confirming everyone was asleep, she then took out her green ’virus’ soap— the one that caused fake blisters—and then surrounded it with her water ability.

She increased the volume of her water ball and created an internal whirlpool that made it look like a transparent washing machine.

The soap melted, and bubbles were created, expanding the one-meter or so diameter sphere even further.

She passed this bubbly water ball over the slumbering women. It didn’t matter which part of their bodies it touched. Anyway, this wasn’t too diluted, so the effects were obvious.

Whether it slipped over their arms, their legs, or their heads, the effect was still disgusting. She could only hope the women’s psyche wouldn’t be so weak as to hurt themselves after it.

Yes, she decided to do something similar to how they rescued the slaves in Voumi back then.

Cough cough

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