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

Taron Village was situated some thousand or two kilometers from the Orcspine Mountains. The Orcspine Mountain was the longest mountain range in the continent. It separated the far eastern sector of the continent with the rest of it.

In the overall map, the far eastern portion it separated wasn’t that large. However, in actuality, its breadth was bigger than a mid-sized Terran country.

The orcs’ place of origin was on this other side, and that was where Althea and Garan had to go and find the second item for the babies. Tarron Village was about eight to ten thousand kilometers away from it.

Typically, at least a few weeks would be needed to travel this distance. Even if there was one town within this distance, it was only a level 1 town. Even if it were to upgrade, there were no other towns to jump towards.

Regardless, that town would be an important stopover. It was also a subsidiary under Warrior City, which was one of the reasons why Althea and Garan were helping out with this mission as a favor. They might need some resources or network there, after all. Having connections would certainly minimize delays.

Their group camped relatively close to the village, even with the many camouflage techniques they made, they did not dare eat something like a barbecue.

Instead, they ate some simple breads and crackers. Althea and Garan had buns though, which had meat and didn’t have a strong smell. They didn’t have enough stock to share with everyone, so they didn’t bother sharing the few they had.

Anyway, now they are planning on the next step. Relaying news wasn’t hard, they had aether letters. How to get in without being suspected was another thing entirely.

The orc village was large, and part of it even extended outside the walls. There were rough sheds, like slums, outside the territory walls. For most part, orcs couldn’t fit well with the system buildings designed for humans.

Most of them also couldn’t effectively control the Lord Panel nor did they have the creativity to customize buildings, limiting their options.

Hence, many of the orcs preferred to live outside the walls, creating a community out of it. They’d just head in to use the amenities, special buildings, and so on.

Orc-led villages were indeed really different. Which human village would dare build so many manual buildings outside the walls? In the orc’s case, this was a proper expansion of territory.

At settlement level, orcs didn’t fear mobs at all, huh? To them, village-level mobs were probably just a source of food that willingly entered their palms.

Of course, if it was beyond the territory lines, the Lord could not build anything there, so these were just limited to sheds and shanty houses, which were easy to make even for orcs, especially since they had some human slaves and half orcs to do things for them.

More importantly, where to find the slaves for rescue without alerting the enemies? Though they, cityfolk, weren’t afraid of these orcs from villages, they could very much hurt the humans inside their territory so they could not be reckless.

Further, hurting villagers—regardless of their allegiance—would cause them to get penalized.

They, fortunately, did not have to rack their brains for so long.

They got a clue after their stealth members returned after sneaking around outside the village.

It seemed like there would be another war starting! The previous batch of slaves (part of the ones they were sent to rescue) was because the enemy lord was assasinated, so the territory was destroyed.

This type of war was really harsh.

They couldn’t tell that a war was going on at all, considering how lackadaisical the orcs were. But it just showed how overpowered they were at their level. This was just a normal occurrence to them, and they didn’t feel threatened at all.

Orc-led territories generally only experienced village-level war. The power discrepancy was really not small. It was like the high leveled monsters were stuck in the newbie phase and they were definite overlords at that level.

It would’ve been fine if the villages’ citizens and their Lord were decent creatures; they would’ve but some of them were really monstrous, no different than those cannibal villages with how they acted and how barbaric they handled wars.

Sadly, no matter the strength of this village, it was still protected by the rules of the system so their side couldn’t make a move wantonly. They had two level 15 half-orcs with them, but just two of them wouldn’t be able to handle it safely. There was no lack of level 15 half-orcs and orcs in there; they could just be putting their own people in danger.

It would be particularly difficult to sneak in carelessly because those half-orcs had a sharp sense of smell. Those who stayed in the village would have a certain scent, allowing orcs and half-orcs to recognize those who had been there for a while.

This meant that they’d have to wait after the war and then enter with the new batch of slaves.

It was here that a lovely feminine voice sounded at the side. ”I’ll do it.”

They turned to Althea.

”What?”

”I’ll help out and enter the village,” Althea repeated. ”There should still be a few hours before the war ends and you need time to prepare. Only a few heading in to do the main missions is sufficient.”

They were already here; might as well help out with a few extra things.

She just had to be careful with her attacks. She had an instinct of until what degree of force could be used without triggering wars. This was not just calculation but instincts, and it could be her affinity with the system as a pseudo-elf at work.

Naia mentioned this before. Since the system was something made by the elves, there would indeed be the occasional resonance, though only in the sense of knowing . There wouldn’t be biases, and it was mostly for reporting and monitoring, so Althea didn’t get extra benefits despite having elf blood.