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After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1483

Chapter 1483: Buyout

A/N: Sorry for the 1 chap again! There’s a huuggeee storm/nonstop rain in here and I’m unable to write or even edit much the past few days. (i.e. the area is flooded, and the internet and electricity is botchy lol SOBSSS darn you global warming!!)

The side project was written a long time ago so I literally didn’t have to think about it until its launch a few days back lol.

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___ 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Enok" arrived to see Mafo along with a few of his cronies in the room. "Did you get some funds?" Mafo asked.

"Yes, but it’s not a big amount," he said. "The same amount I paid for before, but they want the remaining 2000 people."

Although on paper there were only about a thousand left, further investigation over the past days indicated there were more. It was just that they were deep into the more advanced barracks, trained there, and were therefore not affected by the illness.

This meant that those people would be part of the main forces during wars and possibly against Alterra.

Mafo stared at him. "What?"

He looked at them. "Did the illness get better?" he asked. "They seem like they would reach the city, but what about after? Are you expecting us to pay thousands of gold for a few-days worth of slaves?"

Mafo’s eyes narrowed. Still... he had a vision of how much money he could make with these elementalists! This damned illness ruined all that! At the same time, he couldn’t stomach going even lower!

"I can only give you the remaining ill slaves, which is only about a couple of hundred now," he said. "It’s not like Elementalists are of low demand—even if they’re a little defective.

The slaves were still alive even after a few days. Granted, these were the slaves who had minor symptoms before, which had only recently gotten worse.

"At worst," he paused, grinning. "We can just order them to self-destruct—that ought to kill a few enemies, yea?"

Otto’s fist clenched, but he loosened them immediately.

Self-destruct was just as it sounded. Elementalists had the ability to commit suicide with a bang. It was just that they were so valuable that it was rarely heard of. But... if these people thought they were dying anyway, they might really do it.

Otto kept a straight face. "You’re right," he said. "I do want to see it for myself."

"My colleague has arrived here," he said. "His name is Raz, I’ll check if he has enough money to handle the transaction.

"Raz, eh?"

Mafo activated his Lord Panel, scanning for the person named Raz. It was a fairly common name, so there were three, but it was obvious who it was.

Raz. Level 35. 8210 Gold

Mafo’s eyebrows rose as he looked at "Enok". "Seems like he’s got enough money to buy a couple."

"Enok" looked surprised and then relieved. "Oh? Is that so? That’s good," he said. "Then we’ll take everyone we can."

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In the end, Otto managed to secure about 600 people. Because many of them were fighters and some weren’t ill, he naturally couldn’t push the price too low.

Unfortunately, Otto did not see Misha among them. If he pushed for her now, then it’d be too risky and suspicious. Rather, it could even put her in danger.

Otto couldn’t help but feel heavy, though he should not have been surprised.

This was already the result of him making subtle promises as a person from ’Warrior City’. It was too far away, after all, for Mafo to take each of his words as law. The name could only go so far.

Objectively speaking, the name had been used optimally, but Otto couldn’t feel satisfied when the one person he really wanted to rescue couldn’t be saved with it.

Mafo insisted that all he had remaining were his skeletal forces for elementalists, and he could not sell any more unless he could pay the fair price.

For now, Otto had to make sure to get the people he bought off out of there.

He’d return, even if he had to use another identity, to get Misha and the rest of them.

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Otto, under the eyes of the Lord and his men, left the territory with several hundred slaves. The Lord also monitored the panel, to see if there was anything amiss.

When the name "Enok" disappeared from the list at the same time as the carriage did, he finally turned it off.

The real Enok indeed left the territory. This was because he was the one driving the carriage Otto was on, though the man would soon separate from them midway again, to start the last ditch effort to save more people.

Although the Elders mentioned that they didn’t need to rescue everyone if it would compromise their safety, Otto was never one to do things halfway. Besides, he doubted he’d be in danger.

That said, he also doubted he’d stop until he rescued her.

Chapter 1483: Buyout 1

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