After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1649

Chapter 1649: Delayed Plans

Ferrol Town, a few hours later

Ryan and Gwen received a post that caused them to look at each other in worry.

After that, they called in several of the representatives of each group. to pass out the announcements.

"Looks like we’re stuck here," Gwen said, sighing as she looked at the letter.

"What?" The representatives, like Bianca and Eloi, naturally felt surprised.

They were so happy to sell all their items in a short amount of time, looking forward to spending the money back home, but... what was this?

Alterrra was still so different! How could they last several more days without all that good food, accommodation, and entertainment?!

Someone even wailed he was going to miss this round of his idol’s latest play: Raniel and Juliana! The premier was in 2 days!

The next time that’d show would be several weeks, or even months! By then, his jerk neighbors would be announcing spoilers! Urgh!

Gwen didn’t know exactly what was going on in their heads, but she could imagine half of them.

"Well, you can go on your own, but the guards have been instructed to stay."

"..."

Basically, they weren’t stopping anyone from going out, but their safety was their problem.

This wasn’t being sarcastic at all, though, because people could also hire mercenaries if they wanted to.

Sigh.

Bianca was calmer, but also hoped to know more details. "Our team will stay," she said. "But...can you tell us what happened?"

Ryan and the others didn’t have to hide most things from the representatives. "Threats are trying to attach to us," Ryan said. "And we’d be in danger for certain."

They wanted to say they weren’t cowards, but any threat, even Ryan’s side, would find worrisome, were big threats.

Seeing them calm down (kinda), Gwen continued to reassure them. "We received instructions that accommodation within the base will be free for the members of this caravan," she said. They’d need to add triple-deckers to accommodate everyone, though.

Anyway, many of them cursed Wazan and the others. Their schedules and plans were now jumbled up.

This was all their fault! Curse them!!

...

Inside one of the inns, a certain aborigine group also received this news.

This was Wazan and his group, of course. They were sitting on a table in Wazan’s large room, listening to his subordinate’s reports.

"Heh, they cancelled their trip back," he said, remembering the discussion he overheard. Basically, after the announcement, the stranded Alterrans went around to distract themselves. A lot of them felt stingy spending so much money for ’subpar’ experiences, but what could they do? They were itchy to spend money!

Even level 40s could be weakened, after which he—a high-level elementalist—could take them down with relative ease. The people from this party were not even level 30. How boring would that be?

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