After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1859

Chapter 1859: Dwarves and Half-orcs (Part 1)

In a valley nestled in a large mountain range, there was a very, very secluded village.

This village lay in the innermost part of this mountain range, located some mid-north of what was currently called the Human territory. Interestingly, this village’s inhabitants couldn’t be more opposite of humans.

It was a quiet, charming place with simple but sturdy houses made of rocks, seemingly embedded on the mountainside. It gave the impression that the village grew and was carved on the mountain itself.

There were dozens and dozens of such structures, with the largest ones at the valley head, a few times larger and more vast than the houses.

It was not to say that the houses were small, however. On the contrary, they were tall for bungalows. Despite all of them having one floor, some with a mezzanine floor at most, the ceiling height was nearly twice as tall as that of human houses.

Could giants live here?

No, quite the contrary.

Rather than giants, the civilization that lived here was actually much shorter than humans.

The dwarves.

The houses were tall because dwarves used their own houses to double as their workshops. Dwarves took a long time to complete a single piece of equipment, so they naturally needed to do it in their most comfortable space. Each house cannot be without a workshop; it was as important as a kitchen was to the humans.

There were a few dwarves walking around, and most of them would be in their homes. One could see some ventilation methods on the roofs releasing smoke, but some other tools dispersed it, so no smoke was visible in the outside world.

At this time, a few bipedal creatures with long beards toddled, but their pace was hurried (in their standards), and their beards bounced as they traversed the streets, heading in a direction.

They were the Elders of their dwarven village.

They were all not very big, only about a meter high on the taller side, and they all had solemn expressions on their faces.

"Why did-did we take them in, ba?" One of the elders with a curly beard asked. "They are outsiders! Not even dwarves! Orcs are very dangerous! Stupid! Stupid!"

Another dwarven elder shook his head. He was quite a bit calmer than the other one. He had straight gossamer hair that didn’t have a single knot.

"Calm down, Elder Greimo," the elder Feilo, said. "Technically speaking, we didn’t take them in, ba. They are outside of the valley."

The other elder, one with a shorter hat and beard neatly tied up, was called Weico. He was also relatively calm, but also a bit impatient. "They are half orcs, not orcs. Except for the tigress, the others are non-aggressive types."

Everyone knew that it was very difficult for orcs to reproduce, and the human women had a hard time during their gestation period. The huge, aggressive types of orcs would rarely successfully procreate with a human.

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