After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World-Chapter 1911: Valov’s Preparations

Valov Town

They had been monitoring Alterra’s movements and had been trying to time the wars well. At the same time, they continuously prepared for an inevitable war, regardless of cost.

While Alterra was busy getting its satellites to attack others, Valov was producing and procuring equipment.

By this time, every one of their fighters was fully equipped with at least one complete set of Class D equipment (which wasn’t too difficult as they were a black metal processing territory).

Their powerhouses and team leads were also equipped with at least Class C weapons, and they gathered a small mountain of resources in their territory.

They also had ample stocks of potions, including buff potions, making sure each ranked guard had plenty of them. They bought off everything the pharmacy could stock in a day, and their alchemists had been working nearly non-stop for the past month.

They found out that Alterra somehow did not lack things like this, and they needed to match or exceed them in the battle of attrition.

They also did their best to investigate all of Alterra’s strategies, making sure they wouldn’t fall victim like the others had.

They did not think of this at first; it felt rather offensive to do so before. However, upon a little more investigation, they knew that the Town really couldn’t be underestimated.

This was especially true after special potions and tools appeared more in the market, and they knew Alterra had a lot of hidden cards.

Unlike others, Valov had a relatively intelligent administrative group, so they adjusted quickly, focusing on learning more about the strategies they came up with.

It wasn’t easy, of course. There were eyes and ears everywhere in Alterra, and a lot of their investigators ended up in dungeons.

Many of them were still there, in fact.

So, they could only gather bit by bit, hoping not to trigger some alarms. The most successful they had was using Terran slaves. Of course, their commands had to be extremely detailed, lest someone secretly sent a message.

They were asked to gather intel, innocently, without revealing anything.

Among their first Terran slave, there was one who had tried to send a secret message. The man was dressed as a refugee who roamed around in the market, catching gossip with other people.

Who’d have thought that he had snuck a message in? It was fortunate that some of their existing spies were there and monitoring their performances and caught this act, bumping into them, getting the message.

The message was a warning that Valov was attacking soon. He somehow found a loophole in the command, which they later had to rectify.

Of course, that slave was now rotting in the Valov dungeons.

This also served as a warning to the other slaves who wanted to get creative.

Anyway, they found out a lot of things through this method, and they formulated ways to counter them.

For example, the infamous Beast War—where Alterra used the upgrade beast mobs to halve the five-village alliance—was impossible to do again, at least not any time soon.

At best, they could use some of their superior beast-attracting potions, but Valov had already gathered beast-repelling potions to counter theirs. Even if the enemy potions were superior, they could battle them with quantity!

With these, as well as the aforementioned equipment, Valov drained a large portion of its money. Alterra should be honored! And this was also why they must get it!

For other strategies, like Alterra building moats and traps, these wouldn’t mean much against brute force. They just had to have enough of that and position them well.

They also monitored the wars the satellites took. After all, Alterra itself hadn’t been through a war in a while, so the information was limited. They were not aware of the details of the Ferrol war either, as not many had been sent there, and his few spies could only ask for so much detail.

"They used their poison gas. It had been reported that many wars of their satellites used these, ending wars easily."

This was their trump card in several wars. The good thing was that it didn’t seem like it could be available in large quantities yet, especially those that could be useful in town-level wars, but they had to assume they had stock just in case.

This poison could weaken even level 40s, so they had to gather and procure a lot of wind users for this war. That would also be another cost, and when Balthazar thought of how much they’d spend on this alone, he felt like killing someone.

Ideally, Alterra’s damned lord. And get that damned token!

Anyway, they had to not only be prepared for the things they had seen, but they also had to prepare for those they hadn’t.

That said, even if they tried to prepare as much as they could, it was obvious that Alterra would still have hidden or new cards to use.

They might not be able to foresee everything, but any strategies those sly bastards could come up with could be triumphed over with brute force.

That was the most difficult, as Alterra reportedly had a few City-level fighters blocking the way. They might not be able to attack, but their redirection and blocking techniques were known to create a nearly impenetrable area!

Of course, considering Alterra’s land was now much, much larger than before, this meant that the guards would be far less concentrated and would leave a lot more openings.

Still, Balthazar wanted to make sure they had an overwhelming advantage! That was always how he did things!

To do that, he needed help.

He gritted his teeth. He didn’t want to get help from the City. After all, they were going against a territory just two years old.

He had always taken pride in the fact that his town, Valov Town, had never requested war assistance from the master, despite still giving part of the winnings to them.

Granted, wars were rare in his level, but even when the opponent was particularly troublesome, Balthazar always found a way to destroy the other side without the master’s help.

He always started weakening the enemy before the actual war. He would cause chaos from within, sow discord, assassinate important people, frame their fellowmen, and so on.

The most memorable win was back when they were a level 1 Town. There, he had used one of the enemy Lord’s sons to deal with him. Dangling deals with an abundance of black metal, especially when that town needed the material.

The son thought that he was finally going to be able to contribute as a useless son, not knowing the cores—especially the best ones—were laced with poison. Combined with a certain tea he sent out at an earlier date, it reacted only with the Lord, and that son was blamed for being an assassin.

It was very satisfying.

The Lord became extremely ill, and he declared war soonafter. The Lord only died while the war was ongoing as planned, and Hassen City managed to get ahold of a strategic town.

In the past decades, this method had succeeded, but in Alterra, such moves were useless. His record for not bothering the master for his own fight was about to be broken.

The Master’s family had always given him many advantages because of it, and he was even given a new Lord Token back then (which ultimately ended up elsewhere due to his useless son).

He had always taken pride in the fact that he didn’t need to and had mocked many subsidiaries for doing so.

But it didn’t seem like they had a choice this time.

"Send Post to the Master territory," he said. "We’ll be needing a few of their resources this time."