《The Laq Docte: Din》Chapter nineteen: Allocation.
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Once Din’s team returned, the large amount of people didn't shock anyone. The new arrivals expected this much.
What was surprising, was that they had living quarters for most of the people. Families were extracted from the common rabble and assigned to a family building.
Even before their village was upgraded to tier three, they were still building excess houses. Just like how they continuously expanded farmland, ready to work it at a moments notice.
Ome was waiting for Din to come try and win her over. But once Din returned he went back to his casual life. He would take strolls with Jao when he or she felt like it.
On occasion he will join scheduled meetings. His council was working their hardest to manage the village. It could be said to be on the brink of becoming a town.
Town meaning they had expanded enough, they had venues for entertainment and more access to different facilities than before.
Din now had access to advanced systems such as a functioning waste disposal system. This meant toilets in whatever locations he wanted.
There was already a a public outhouse. This was about to change in the coming months. Houses were being remade with studier materials and underground plumbing.
This was an endeavour Din couldn't regulate to others. He was in control of building things and couldn’t give that power to others.
He was willing to share this ability, but he could not do it. Not yet at least. Everything was done through buildings and their respective upgrades.
This was another part of the flag building. Once it was up and running, he will be able to designated a mayor of sorts. A person who rules over a certain amount of land.
The prerequisites were the issue. For every regional leader, this is the mayor, a flag building is needed. This also tied in that it would connect the flags together.
All Flags built after the first flag are considered subflags. These flags need to be built ten unassigned nodes away from each other and within twenty of any flag building.
Din had read this, but as of right now it had no discernable use. Perhaps if they found a rare resource somewhere they might use it.
There is also the case where the territory becomes too large to traverse through normal means. Making these flag buildings a worthwhile endeavor.
Neither of these cases applied right now. Din’s one and only goal right now was to achieve multiple tier three recipes.
He knew he needed at least two different types of tier three recipes. What he couldn’t know yet, was how difficult the process would be. Or how long it took.
With no way to estimate the time, he gave up thinking about it. If it proved to be too time consuming, he would focus his efforts of bettering this society.
Everyday there were improvements. They came in small increments and at times hard to notice. These improvements were spread across multiple different fields.
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Din spent majority of his time carving and engraving inscriptions. He could be said to be good at it. This was in comparison to others. Yet he was still not the best.
There are two brothers that took up carving some time back. They did this as a hobby. Their designated job at the time was to gather wood.
They were very good at extracting high quality wood. They were good at processing it. And unsurprisingly, they were good at using it.
This was because they had spent a long while studying wood. It was their job and hobby to do this. They had passion for it.
Anyone with ambition could move from one labours job to another before moving towards a more production related occupation. But they didn’t care for this.
Many people didn’t want to gain status by producing one thing or another. A large percentage of people liked doing things they understood.
People like this would become good at what they did. Maybe they lacked passion or ambition to expand on this skillset. Maybe they just liked the safety of it.
For whatever reason, these two brothers took up carving some left over wood. These were small pieces, sometimes discarded items.
They could easily get their hands on premium product, but they were eccentric. It was a waste not to use the wood they collected and prepared. This was how it started.
To this day, these two brothers were not well known for their craftsmanship, but they had long since been recognized for their premium materials.
They were more than just laborers at this point. They had their own school of sorts. In it they taught people how to extract various types of wood-like materials and how to process them.
Din knew these two brothers. He knew them well. Not well enough to know of their impressive carvings. But he did get most of his materials through them.
They made the best wood, so Din gave them adequate resources to allow them to progress further. He wanted more people like them.
This resulted in less materials in the short term. But in a few years, it would be returned many times over. It was in this way that Din’s patience shone brightest.
It might not sound impressive. Who cares about a bit more wood later on? Why couldn’t they just increase and decrease things as they went along? A hard to answer question.
Din’s case would be simple. He lived for the Laq Docte. A person who wasn’t his own person would work for something else with earnest ambition.
Din did just this. His goal is always the greater picture. His vision always tries to see further. This is for the Laq Docte. Any form of expediency is only coincidental.
Just like these two brothers, many people were finding their talents. Their talents were appreciated and nurtured.
This meant that they were also tasked with teaching others. It was hard to manage how people taught. This created varied teaching methods. Most inefficient and poor.
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Even if it was in a shoddy state. Any teacher was better than none. It relied on the student putting in most of the effort. The teacher would at most guide.
This wasn’t the case for the two brothers. They dedicated a lot of effort in documenting each extracting method and processing method.
They didn’t have much in a way of teaching, but their wealth of information put them two or three steps above others.
Din had browsed through their catalogues. He gained a lot from it, despite never doing a inkling of work. He just understood better why things had failed in the past.
More knowledge meant less trial and error. More guidance meant less trial and error. In the end it required less time to achieve desirable results.
There was still mistakes to be made. Having experienced people around, it was easier to get criticism on their work.
This was in general how things were being done in the camp. The higher the proficiency of the individual crafter, the more they had to depend on themselves.
With a community being nurtured, they could now at least communicate with their peers, seek their advice. This further increased the rate of recipes being discovered.
Discovering a recipes became more common, but it still didn’t lack admiration. A discovery in and of itself indicated that the individual had in depth knowledge of his creation.
These were capable people. Worth nurturing. And that is what happened. This meant they had more freedom but also more responsibilities.
This was how things were proceeding. The village was being developed further. A more defined townscape was forming.
There was a large focus on creating new housing districts with wider open roads. These were roads that echoed their former civilizations. Large open roads with no vehicles.
There were still carts being moved up and down the roads, but it didn’t have the same flavour as a crowd of cars.
The beginner shelters were being replaced and the old sheds torn down. In its place were made more community buildings. All centered around crafting.
People were getting used to paying things with resource points. The prices were hard to estimate. But only niche items were being sold, as everything else could be bought in the shop.
The village only lacked electricity. They still had no machines that required any power. Every job required a degree of labour.
Din was not happy with that. Labour was a waste in his mind. Labour should be minimized. He wanted more hands on crafting. This was the bottleneck.
But even after reading over every building. Scanning the shop. Even consulting his teams on how they could acquire power and the tools that used them.
Right now their largest source of power was the watermill. It was used to grind grain and various other products.
The downside of this was that the watermill grinded subpar materials. It lacked the energy people put into it when they processed them. This lowered their quality.
Lower quality materials were only acceptable when it came to food. This was not a priority, so they continued milling large quantities of green wheatgrass.
It was considered lower quality, but in its fine powder form it made for softer bread. Which remained high in demand. In general, most of the population ate it two times a day.
The population keeps growing. This is not only through the wandering people that join but also increasing pregnancy rate.
Few months of stability, continued stability alongside an increase in quality of life, has allowed people to settle down.
There are still people entering this world. They are confused and afraid. This is the most common type of person to join Din’s domain.
While this faction of low level new arrivals is the largest influx of people, they are still a minority.
This has been recognized and they are given laborious jobs, to instill discipline alongside a lax schedule.
Due to the large amount of productions occuring in camp, from extraction, processing and crafting, their experience gain is immense.
This fact would allow them to ignore any fighting. And level entirely by proxy. But this is not allowed and every new arrival is trained to fight.
They are trained to fight because the fighting appears to be without end. The fighting originates from the hostile adjacent beast nodes.
These beast nodes, acting like an infection, try to spread their influence into Din’s domain. Din has designated people to deal with these infestations.
Unsurprising, this is an easy task. While the new beasts have tough hide, higher intelligence and greater numbers.
Din’s camp is now overstocked in metal head arrows, theses arrows pierce even beast kings. While the damage they deal is mitigated to a degree, they are reliable.
First and many of his greatest subordinates are all capable of commanding their own troops.
Ome has her own troops. Her troops consist mostly of her own people but also many of Din’s people.
Her role as a commander left her satisfied to begin with. With facilities like toilets, showers, baked food and more, has left her ecstatic.
Many people feel this way. The quality of life in the camp has practically skyrocketed in a short time. A few months away, every house will have running water.
Improvements from there on will be fewer. Right now the focus is spearheaded towards researching tier two and three recipes.
This means the finest materials, processed to the highest degree they are capable of. Just to have a chance of crafting something adequate.
Outside of supporting this development. Everything is out of Din’s hands. He can only patiently wait for progress.
After delegating work, his time is now reduced to the mundane carving and roaming about the settlement.
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