NOVEL WEB Chapter 47: State Of The Base
The smell of cedar wood permeates through the deepest corner of the verdant forest. The trees dance with glee as the cold breeze of the wind coming from the north, whilst the hot and humid air from the south clashes with each other, creating a rather damp feeling on everywhere. Which one another not is actually perfect for agriculture.
to say, the location that was picked for the base of operations was nothing of an excellent decision. The atmosphere is damp, perfect for agriculture, there are a lot of plant matter, building materials, and a large group of veins with a good quality of soil. Not only that, but the presence of a river a few hundred meters or a kilometer and a few or so, is also excellent for that matter.
It was a rather excellent morning, for a rather excellent new day. It has been a day since the shootout in the forest and river, respectively, with the accompanying rewards deposited into Quagmire's inventory. His treasury is rather pitiful, only having a petty cash of seven thousand fifty gold coins in his possession, a rather pitiful amount.
Well, considering after fighting yesterday, taking new clothes, and disposing of the old ones, he had rather made a decision to sleep the entire day and night, opting to go into the safest location of the base. Most of all, he had just discovered it, but the droids that he currently has possess a deep secret.
While observing the droids, he found hidden weapon compartments and other bladed material throughout the body of the droids, having suspicious of his own, he asked the adjutant system, which confirmed that the droids could be ordered the defend, guard, and attack against enemies while retaining the basic order which is to gather and build stuff.
This means, so as not to brag, he is probably in one of the safest spots on the entire planet. This is one of the reasons he was able to afford a good night's sleep that others in this world were not able to take.
Not only that, but as he observed, the droids were making quick work around the base, which led him to another matter of his own. That is the cloning facility; he has a lot of questions about it. Unfortunately, the adjutant system cannot access more information about it as long as it is not completely built yet. It seemed to be a lockout of information, where the description is the only one he would have as a source of information to, while the rest are locked away until it is built.
This makes a lot of things rather risky in terms of financially; if things turn out to be bad, he'll be hit with a financial problem and would be unable to progress much faster. However, things must not happen, as efficiency is his goal. But then again, taking risks is a must if one needs to beat the prospects of time and expectations.
Nevertheless, pushing those things at the back of his mind, he focused on the one that he was most curious about, and that is the clone. Would it be an exact identity of his, same personality, same face, same looks, same size? Or would they just take his DNA and spin it around to reproduce the human genome and evidently make more humans? Unfortunately, by the end of time, he might have millions and billions of children.
A rather scary outlook for a divorced father; thankfully, all of it would be his children, and there are no wives or wives to pay alimony or child support to. Not only that, they have a world to liberate, which truly is a father-and-son dream. Alas, he has not yet received a concrete answer, as there has been no time or chance to find one. Concurrently the cloning facility is the slowest one that is being built, as if it is waiting for the infrastructure around it to be sufficient and good enough.
But then again, he is just talking to himself and making theories about everything around him. Is he going crazy? Well, he sure is sane enough to be alive in that world, without somebody to talk to. All he could do as of now was to just keep talking and wait; after all, there would come a time when somebody would arrive or his clones would be there to accompany him.
Now, the sun has finally risen, and it is time to work and check the things through which happened yesterday, where he was not able to check on.
With that in mind, Quagmire stretched his body in a very comfortable manner, as if he was back at his home; that is just how comfortable he was. He stood up and walked over the surroundings. Concurrently, there are a lot of places that he is not allowed to step on. Apparently, the droids use materials made up of gravel, sand, and a few sprinkles of iron to make concrete, along with abundant use of lime, aluminum, and silicon, among other materials.
He has to wait for a few more hours so that light foot traffic will be allowed to step on it. Apparently, droids are exempted from this, as they apparently could float within the area of influence of the Central Power Beacon; how terribly convenient and efficient. It also appears that it would take about a full month for this concrete to harden for it to reach its full strength and potential, and by that time, incredibly heavy stuff could be moved around it without taking damage.
Looking over the surroundings, concrete roads are being built, proper irrigation channels are being built, and there are some parks and some form of sculpture even there. Although not all are completed yet, it is the first day after all, so he could wait for a very long time, as soon as the manufacturing plant and cloning facilities are done, he would have all the days he would need. By that time, he would be able to move his pieces around.