After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 2101

Chapter 2101: Old Roof

"Similar to us?"

The orc looked at them with a frank stare and nodded. She did not detect any sarcasm, and orcs generally aren’t capable of such a thing.

"What does that mean?" she asked again. "The humans inside the walls, are there similar ones?"

The orc shook his head. "No, not similar," he said, eyes on the couple. "Unique. And very strong."

"Have you seen anyone else like us after the first people?"

He shook his head. "All normal humans after. Many also said the same things. Repeating words. Very annoying."

It seemed like after the initial group, there was also a group of humans that further established the twisted ideology. "They are humans who used to live here."

Ah.

Perhaps those humans who had been displaced decided to make the orcs an enemy of the human race for revenge, and the latter was foolish enough to fall for it, creating a mixed race.

It was also a bit cruel. Wouldn’t those instigating humans have become victims, too? Or did they sacrifice their women to further their cause?

She could see it happening.

"Those annoying humans arrived here, also annoying."

"Oh?" she asked. "Which ones?"

It seemed like there was another group that arrived. Was it recent?

"Many orcs go missing."

Her inquiring attitude paused, and her expression immediately became more solemn.

Virion had mentioned that he was followed by a level 30 fighter before.

Roof did not say anything more about the missing orcs, likely because he didn’t know anything about it. It was just that the fact that an orc could connect the powerhouses’ arrival to missing orcs meant that the latter was super obvious.

Orcs weren’t known for their observation and inference skills, after all.

It seemed like there was more and more vested interest in this, and it was frankly getting a bit too troublesome.

That said, while the revenge of the original humans was not surprising, they were also bothered by the orc’s initial assessment of the ’not-really-people’ who started it all.

Althea and Garan’s eyebrows furrowed, having an inkling of the kind of people he was talking about. It made them feel uncomfortable.

Where were those pseudo-elves now?

...

Meanwhile, back in Quo Town, Virion was leisurely sitting in an al fresco dining area.

This was in sharp contrast to Plai and his entourage, stomping to his direction. "What did you do!?" he screamed.

"I simply stopped the war. Why?"

Virion had sent a letter to the town they were going to war with, threatening them that they’d become enemies with Warrior City if they dared to attack.

Only the Lord could wage war, and since Plai was not the Lord, it had to be the other side that would start it.

Even if they had the backing of a City—which hadn’t been confirmed yet—he had taken down the subtleties so even the backer had to take a step back and analyze whether this conflict was worth it.

"Look! This guest has been trying to destroy our home!"

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