Emily Thomas
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Sheryl's POV We had been traveling across this hellhole they called Nordlands for weeks now. We've formed groups, and we've been running and fending for our lives ever since. As days passed, our numbers quickly dwindled — from a dozen, only seven were left. A few died, but most broke out from the group because they weren't happy with the leadership and wanted to go on their own. I didn't care much about it. Something else attracted my concern — it had been a long time ever since I had last taken…-
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Looking through my window in a daze, I found myself hypnotized by the scarlet rain. If it were any other day, this moment would have been a peaceful afternoon, with me drinking a hot choco and enjoying the cold atmosphere. Unfortunately, I was well aware of the death this rain could bring. The System being noisy didn't help either. Every time it talked, my mood would go unstable. Like…
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". . ." Wait! What?! When did I destroy that town? The last time I checked, I left that town intact! What in the world happened?! ". . ." I must be dreaming. There's no way that I killed the hundreds of inhabitants in that town. It just sounded so impossible. But the rewards stared straight at me, hovering in front of my face and I froze on the spot. This wasn't the type of news that I was expecting to hear. There must be a mistake! Back to Roselake Town. I'm going to check it for…
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The moment of truth was right before my eyes. We watched the breakwater that was constructed right in time, and stood its ground against the ravaging waves. It rained the entire day, and the water level rose, testing the might of the breakwater. Fortunately, it seemed like fate was finally on my side. Unlike before, when the waters reached the coconut trees on the shore and spilled to the areas beyond it, now, the seas didn't even reach the shore. The breakwater successfully broke the giant waves and…
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When I got back to the camp, I was surprised to see that Daedalus had already finished building a smokehouse. It was just a small container made of bricks that had a vent on its roof. Florin was by the bonfire, roasting another lizard she caught and another beast that I didn't want to know about while Athena and Daedalus were working at my house. Seeing that my house was under construction, it looked like I would have to sleep in Athena's hut for the time being. I didn't bother them and proceeded to…
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Drying and smoking are two of the many excellent ways to slow the process of bacteria that spoils food. I seriously considered making dried and pickled food. Knowing that I have preserved food that would last me for a lot of days to come would make me feel secure. "Drying removes the water that is vital for the bacteria's reproduction and survival, and smoking has chemicals that slow bacterial growth. Sunlight and fermentation would transform the fats into an extremely energy-dense substance. They're…
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While Athena was explaining the other features of the animal pen, instead of listening, I was busy arguing with the system. "The feed storage room is customized to prevent moisture. Most livestock can eat hay, silage, legumes, and grains. Birds feed on birch branches and nestle leaves in summer, which saves them from vitamin deficiency and allows them to fly faster in winter. "A mud pit is necessary for any hog farm. Pigs don't have sweat glands, so they need to wallow in mud to regulate their body…
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I had no idea how long I watched the machine do its work. The workers would put stones inside its net, and then the machine would pull the stones and transfer them into the shallow waters. It confused me how they were able to mine those boulders and carry them all the way here but not transfer them into the waters. Daedalus must have built that machine that carried the boulders. It was just a simple push and pull using some kind of lever. But anyway, the breakwater wasn't even ten percent done. I…
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". . . The . . . animals?" Athena nodded. Her face almost had the words, 'don't make me repeat my words.' "They came to me and offered me fruits when Ulysses and I went to the forest this early morning." "I-is that so?" I didn't know whether I should praise her or pretend that I didn't hear anything. Clearly, it was one of her perks as a high goddess. Anyway, I was benefitting from it, so no qualms from here. ". . ." Wait . . . why am I suddenly thinking like my other self? "Is something wrong,…
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The night steadily approached, and darkness consumed the sky. I could still hear the ongoing construction outside, although it was faint. No complaints since I knew that they were working on finishing building my territory. Honestly, I even felt bad about lying here, resting, and…
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