After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World-Chapter 1255: Preparing for the First Town War (Part 1)

Althea stared at the notification for a long time. She was already ecstatic to finally learn of the skill, but directly upgrading to Class C… was unexpected.

Like the Architecture Profession, upgrading from Class D to Class C generally took decades—if it would ever happen at all. Because of her prior knowledge, she knew she'd take a fraction of that time, but it seemed like learning the skill expedited it a bit more.

She soon gathered herself and took a look at her stats.

[STATS:

Spirit: 4240/5500 +55

Physical/ATK: 737 +74

Agility: 722 +72

Defense: 705 +134

Mana: 2200/5400

Physical Potential: A

Mental potential: SS+

Skills:

Active: Elementary Appraisal (D), Perfect Aim (D), Quick Shot (D), Growth Skill Mixture Calculator (Lv1), Triple Shot (D), Curved Shot (C ), Earth Mapping (D), Earth Spring (D), Mist Cloud (E) Woodland Camouflage (D), Plant Sense (D), Water Sense (D), Elemental Integration (B)

Passive: Mana Reduction (C)

Elemental Affinity: Wood, Water, Earth

Occupation: Class C Pharmacist, Class D Archer, Class E Toolmaker

Titles: Lord of Altera, Elder of Plant and Pharmaceutical Studies

Overall rank: S

Current Status: Healthy ]

Becoming a Class C of a profession had many perks, one of which was the increased chance of receiving superior inheritances from the World Knowledge.

For example, a few months ago, Oslo received an interesting inheritance [Building Improvement] which, upon closer study, was the application of specific arrays on existing buildings!

For now, he knew of one improvement: Improved Defense.

The catch was that it was only temporary. That was to say, the aether would disperse after time which depended a lot on the architect's condition during casting. It also took a lot of time and mana, so its effectiviness was still limited for now.

For Brenda and Clutch, while Class C in their profession was not as difficult to achieve, it wasn't easy either. The two of them also received new inheritances the past few months.

For Clutch, it was something that ultimately helped him achieve the mission she asked him to do a long time ago: To integrate plant effects on armors.

For Brenda, it was a temporary blessing of weapons, to increase their power for a short amount of time.

Althea wondered what she'd be getting

Looking at her stats again, she couldn't help but smile.

Thank you, Master!

…

While Althea was busy inside her laboratory, the rest of the territory was certainly not idle as they prepared for the inevitable first war as a Town.

They considered getting a satellite to attack someplace else, but they decided against it for now. The war with Basset Town would happen sooner or later, it was better to do so now while they underestimated Alterra and had limited knowledge of it.

The citizens and the guards had been repeatedly warned. The level cap this time was level 40. Although their enemy was only a level 1 Town, and wouldn't have a lot of level 40s—nor would they be able to hire too many—they'd definitely have some of them. At the very least, they had to assume that level 30s would come in groups.

Even the strongest soldier, Master Garan, had yet to land Level 30!

Just thinking of people 'stronger' than master Garan coming at them in droves was scary! However—to the surprise of many aborigines—no one actually attempted to run away.

It was common for new Towns to immediately get attacked by nearby towns. First, it would ensure their own markets would not be affected, and second it was relatively profitable to do so.

New Towns were relatively easy targets and were much weaker than more established towns. They were also weakened by the upgrade mob that had just happened prior to their upgrade.

Typically, a good portion of the population tended to leave once they found out the territory attacking them was a much more seasoned Town. This was very risky and there was even a chance of encountering enemies along the way, but many would feel their chances of survival would've been higher.

However, there was none of that in Alterra! Even the newcomers who hadn't fully integrated yet couldn't bear to leave this good thing. Even if they weren't confident Alterra would win, it was better to take their chance. To many new aborigines from villages, even if Alterra lost, there was only a 50% chance they'd become slaves!

Of course, when the others heard of this mindset, they'd get beat up for being pessimists, and they'd never think of that again.

Speaking of slavery, it was indeed one of the greatest fears in the Terrans' hearts.

While they didn't think Alterra could lose, it had been pounded on everyone's minds that they could lose if they didn't do their best.

They had former slaves from the aborigine territories they won over, and they knew how horrid it was. The very real fear of losing everything they had now was very good motivation for hard work.

Speaking of former slaves, many of them became Juliet's patients. There was a lot of counseling that had to be done for many of them to be functional again.

Fortunately, there were other psychologists who arrived the past few months, and they managed to lighten up Juliet's workload.

Many of these former slaves would take a while to recover. Although they were treated a bit better after the old masters found out they were elementalists, the trauma of the time before that was scarring.

Even after that, they were just seen as more powerful meat. Those who had awakened were trained horribly without much rest to create assassins and warriors.

They were also asked to fight amongst themselves and there were times they injured brethren horribly, all for the entertainment of those above them.

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What made things worse was that, according to the new Terran 'slaves', some unfortunate women were also sent to men to 'create' more elementalists. Those women though, were naturally not sent to help in the war and were still suffering in the aborigine territories at this time.

In any case, the stories they heard lit up fires inside of them. Whether it was to protect themselves from that fate, or in anger for their brethren, it didn't matter.

They would win this war, no matter what!