After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 1637

Chapter 1637: Contrast is Real

A/N: I’m traveling with fellow authors fairytail72, air_ace, shiroi_nami, ellezar_g, nightsummer20, and GoddessKM~ It’s my first time abroad since that damned pandemic T_T

Pray for us! xD Hopefully no storm again~

Also: Don’t worry, this is a scheduled chapter, and I won’t be skipping a day. 😉

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The more they saw of the people hunting outside the walls, the more the Lords and their entourage felt various emotions.

Not counting the person in front of them (Ryo) and the aborigines, most of these people arrived on this continent at the same time as they did. They were not only much stronger, but their equipment was far superior.

Somewhere at the side, they could hear a few groans of longing and gasps. “Those were Class D weapons made of iron, right? All of the fighters had it!”

“No, some of them—they’re in uniform, so they’re probably guards—have steel! I worked with the materials back in Terran, I know what I’m seeing!!”

Iron and steel? While they were still using bone weapons? “Shit.”

Some of their Center hires had Class D weapons, and they saw that they were just iron, confirming that iron was the black metal that the aborigines were talking about.

Most of them had upgraded their weapons stores, but they were only able to produce more weapons instead of producing higher quality things, simply because they had yet to supply them with raw materials.

For the stores to create the products, they simply had to place the raw materials in the System Warehouse. But…what raw materials?!

Access to the material varied per region. Some hires were from the Western part of the human territory seemed to have an abundance of it. The rest had varying supplies of it.

Even if they had mines nearby, they hadn’t found them yet, nor would they have enough resources to actually harvest the metals. Just handling the mobs that they’d encounter while mining was troublesome, and it wasn’t like they could build another territory over it.

All this time, most of them survived with bone swords that their Class E weaponsmiths made (some aborigines and some were Terran), as well as the wooden weapons created by the Weapons Store. The durability was very low, and they had to change weapons every few days, however.

There were also a few hires who had extra weapons in their spaces, selling their extra weapons for several gold—which was many folds above the market price, but what could they do?

There were also a handful of people who created something and were rewarded with Class D or even Class C weapons, but those were extremely rare and treasured.

They were so important that, in some territories, a few had even been hunted down for them.

There were some cases where the holder became a ‘hero’ just because they held one. After all, the difference between a Class D and a Class E weapon is extremely wide, and Class D equipment from the World Knowledge was superior to normal Class D items.

According to some refugees, there was even an internal chaos because the Lord wanted to get something from an influential person, causing an internal strife. Sad for them, a beast mob found them when everyone was injured, and the village fell soon after.

There were also those whose ‘experts’ simply perished due to other people’s greed. All for a Class C equipment.

It was quite tragic.

For a while, they could only longingly hope to encounter the iron ores of the world.

However, considering their limited knowledge of this world —and the fact that they depended on the hires for some information about the world— it was made clear to them that this continent was far vaster than they could ever imagine, and their current strength made it impossible for them to thrive outside of it.

This was why they could only accept they were ‘unlucky’ to have been transferred to a location without black iron, and they didn’t think they could access a sizable amount of them until they upgraded to a Town—which had Post Offices and Mercenary Halls—but that was estimated to be a decade or so from now.

Fortunately, all Center hires had been to a Town at least once in their life because they had to go through the Town-limited Chancery of Appointments; otherwise, the information they could’ve gotten might’ve been based on inaccurate and embellished stories instead.

Anyway, that was how the visitors had seen this world all this time.

And now…they see fellow Terrans having an abundance of the resources they had been dreaming about.

“I was so smug we equipped everyone with superior Class E weapons made from bones…” someone from Abundance Village muttered at the side.

In their area, they were one of the first to do this. They were so proud when a Terran village that attacked them was crushed because of their ‘superior’ weapons. Since they were surrounded by villages with similar levels of development, they really had a lot to be proud of by comparison.

That said, there were villages that were even worse. Someone from another village stared at them. “What? We were still studying that!” Only their elites had bone swords! Like the others, they were also very proud.

A moment of silence passed by as they continued to walk forward, fights and hunts happening all around them. Some fights were covered by the forest foliage, but they knew that there were plenty happening around, and denser as they got closer to the walls.

At some point, they even saw a group of tweens fighting against a monster much stronger than they were—and they were winning! They also had a uniformed guard watching over them, also keeping the extra monsters away.

They had better control with their elements compared to some adults in their side, and each one also had a Class D weapon.

These were kids! No more than 14 or 15 years old!

After a while, they all sighed. “The contrast is real.”

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