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Chapter 165 Homesteading in a fantasy world
🕑 Added 2023-02-14 18:24:37 +0000 UTCI woke up to the sun glaring in my eyes. Before I knew it, I was stretching on the bed. “Son of a bitch.” Again and why am I sleeping at the bottom of the bed where my feet usually are? It didn’t take long for me to find the answer as this was the spot where most of the sun was shining. “Son of a bitch.” I hope that no one will see this. Acting like a cat is not something I want to do so perhaps it's time to get a better handle on this trait.
So, before I did anything I went into meditation and tried to tighten my control over kinetic absorption. After a few hours, I hoped that I could handle it a bit better but only time will tell. Now it was well past breakfast, so I quickly scarfed some food down and rushed outside where Francis was already waiting stumping up and down the road. “Hey, big fella. I’m here, sorry for the wait.” I got the huff in return, but Francis did move to the shed where the farming equipment waited.
A little bit of work calmed him down quickly enough and I was able to start to think about the revelations I learned yesterday. I hadn’t expected the plants or nature to work like this. It didn’t make much sense at a first glance. How wasn't the world full of highly evolved plant life, but the question was answered quickly enough? You just had to look for the next predator in the food chain.
Last year when I was still practising hunting rabbits, I remember that the rabbits went crazy over some types of grass that periodically appeared. Back then I just thought it might be a type of grass that they just enjoyed eating but I’m quite certain now that it was somehow evolved and that the animals ate it to fuel their own evolution. There was also the limiting ceiling for evolutions as well, energy density. Calling the iron oak, a wonder of nature was not wrong in any meaning.
The fact that the tree could survive at all in this environment was amazing. Its need for energy to survive was minimal and I’m guessing quite unique amongst highly evolved plants, but I’m quite certain that iron is its limit for this kind of environment. For any other stronger metals it would need to be in a much more energy-dense area to be able to pull off what it has with iron.
For my own planting needs, I think I will start to cultivate dual affinities. I wouldn’t try to force any plant into something they aren't suited for. If I can achieve synergy between natural and energy-based evolutions, I think I can achieve great results even though it will take longer.
But what is time for me? I will most likely live for hundreds of years and even if I die young or old someone can pick up my hobby and continue. Wasn’t that the reason I wanted anything to do with other people in the first place?
My daydreaming took quite some time and another day of making fields was done. During the nighttime, I spent sorting some more seeds which I did at a more reasonable speed. I also spent a few hours before morning trying to understand the dungeon book and I did understand it a lot better this time but there were still many words foreign to me and perhaps they weren't even in the common language that humans spoke. But that didn’t matter as I was still learning a lot.
Like that few more days passed. George joined me at the farmhouse, but he spent his time felling trees in the forest. I and Francis helped him bring the felled trees back during the evenings and finally on the 4th day, I finished making all the new fields. They were all ready for planting, but I didn’t need Francis for this so George took him to the forest to help him bring back lumber.
I now had 42 acres of farmland and I was going to plant every inch of it. I used sticks with different colour ribbons to mark out specific zones in each of the fields. Into those zones went special seeds. Every special seed has been influenced to boost some specific evolutions. I won’t be keeping track of any of these plants individually but will just collect their seeds for the next year and separate the best out before the next planting season.
Of course, I will try to keep an eye out for any interesting plants from all of my fields but there is no way I could keep track of every single plant so I have to hope that I would notice the best plants and if I don’t then well shit luck for me then. I have long learned that trying to force perfection was a waste of time. Perfection comes with time and experience, it can’t be rushed.
I didn’t have much time to fool around as my true nature connection was indicating that rain was coming in a few days. I was quite pleased that I was probably better at telling the weather than the scientific equipment back on earth.
The planting went by pleasantly and I enjoyed every moment of it. Using my energy to boost the seeds was exhausting but in a good way. My advanced farming had reached level 7 and I couldn’t wait to find out how much it will grow during this year. There were so many different plant seeds and so many of them I didn’t know.
I could get the feel of what the plant was and what properties it had but they were unknown to me. There were 11 different seeds similar to wheat and rye that could be used to make similar food items. I hope that our nation's cooks will want to open up lots of inns and experiment with all different kinds of ingredients.
I also had a few hops-like plants that would be perfect for making beer and while I wasn’t the biggest fan of beer, I still enjoyed it and hoped that many people will start to experiment and make different flavours of alcohol. While I was still a bit too young and didn’t like putting too much poison into my body right now in the future, I would certainly want to enjoy the unique tastes of all kinds of foods and drinks.
With the grain fields sorted out, I started with the root vegetables and those kinds of plants. Francis helped me with this, and the potatoes were the first to be put into the ground. I was happy to see beet and radish seeds as they were one of my favourites. There were also multiple kinds of them so I couldn’t wait to taste them all. I hadn’t taken a break since I started planting seeds and I was glad that I was finished before the rain started. I will still have some seeds to plant but for that, I will need the greenhouse.
After a well-deserved rest, I looked at the backpack which still held so many saplings. My work wasn't done but I wasn’t going to start doing it today as it was still raining. Before the rain started George had gone back to the village as he wanted to spend time with his girlfriend. I wondered how long it would be before their first child will be born. I used the rainy day to study the dungeon book. The revelations there were eye-opening and made me sigh in relief.
There were ways to make my dreams come true, but I will still need to learn how to do all those things. Of course, I will also need to consult with everyone else as well as this wouldn’t just affect me but the entire nation.
If we were to do this it would be a huge responsibility but in the long term, it would secure our future. Just thinking about every homestead having its own personal dungeon. How powerful could we be?
POV????
“Report”
“Yes, my king. Some of the southern City-states have already clashed in battle but most are still waiting and seeing what happens around them. The Queendom is silent and does not seem ready for a conquering campaign.”
“Generals advise we not try and push towards the south. Instead to secure our southern borders and try diplomacy for the short term.”
“For the west and east our natural borders there are perfect for defence, so conquering is not advised but instead we raid and steal food, resources and slaves. The city-states there will try and attack us, but they will weaken themselves against our defences. When they are weak, we will strike.”
“To the north are easy targets. A few small city-states and even some unlanded communities. The only unknown is the recently created nation of United Freeholds.”
“Well make it known then I will not tolerate failure. We will start our campaign to the north within the week.” Announced the king in front of his war council.
Comments
Fred Riley
Will he be able to grow his own dungeons?
Apinsig
Not GMO technically, no gene editing
Tiresome
This king is about to piss off the Monsanto of the world. GMO plants will wreak havoc on his army's inflammation and obesity levels.
