My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse - Chapter 949

Capítulo 949: Chapter 947 Rakan’s Awakening 5

“Ha… ha ha…” The young man scratched the back of his head awkwardly, searching for a decent excuse to justify why he’d even suggested taking a day off. “Well, uh… don’t we need a day off anyway? You know, so we can work more effectively and efficiently…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Hue cut him off.

“Don’t even think about it,” Hugo snapped. “Back when we were hauling cargo, did the heavy workload ever stop us from doing our job? Besides, that kind of work was purely physical, it didn’t even require much thinking, so what you’re saying doesn’t really apply here.”

“If you’re just looking for an excuse to slack off, then step down from my team. I don’t want to lead a group that acts like someone owes us something when, in truth, we owe them for the good life we’re enjoying now. They took us in and gave us a place here, and working hard for them is the least we can do.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping across everyone before continuing, his tone slightly calmer but still edged with authority.

“Once this project is done, we’ll have plenty of time to rest, and even improve ourselves if we want to. Whether you use that time to get stronger, smarter, or simply recover, that’s up to you. But for now, remember your place.”

If they thought that just because they were working for the base, they were automatically entitled to its supplies and facilities, then they were in desperate need of a wake-up call. None of the resources or infrastructure in the base was built by them, it was all established long before they arrived.

In truth, they were nothing more than strays taken in from the roadside. And if they refused to work for their food, it wouldn’t be long before they were cast out to fend for themselves. After all, there’s no such thing as free food in this world.

That was why Hugo chose to remind the young man and the others, not out of anger, but concern. He knew the boy had been growing restless, secretly envious of the Winters’ men who were busy training.

But what the young man dismissed as a menial task was, in fact, far more critical than combat training. When the weather turned extreme again, their survival would depend on these biogas chambers to power the air conditioners during scorching heat or the heaters during freezing nights.

In other words, this work wasn’t minor at all; it was the backbone of their comfort and survival.

Being reprimanded, the young man lowered his head in embarrassment, lips pressed tightly together. He didn’t argue or try to defend himself; instead, he quietly reflected on Hugo’s words. After a moment of silence, he finally nodded, as if he had just realized what Hugo was truly trying to teach him, before returning to his work with renewed focus.

Watching the scene from the surveillance feed, Duke couldn’t help but smile in satisfaction. He could finally relax a little. Hugo had proven himself capable of handling both responsibility and leadership. Duke made a mental note to entrust him with more critical projects in the future.

For now, once the biogas project was completed, they could shift their focus to helping Marcus manage the farm. Those who didn’t show enough diligence might be permanently assigned to food production and farming instead.

The work there wasn’t always demanding, especially between harvest seasons, since the fields were self-sustaining thanks to the irrigation system and fertile soil.

Still, Duke was already thinking ahead. Time inside the territory flowed differently, and if some of them were to stay there long-term, it might be best to build proper housing. Perhaps a boarding house within the territory space, somewhere they could live comfortably while contributing to its growth.

For people like Hugo, those who could see the bigger picture and prove themselves trustworthy, Duke planned to assign them to heavier, more critical tasks in the future. With that decision made, he began studying the map of the territory space, mentally marking the ideal spot where a boarding house could be built.

As he worked, his gaze drifted to Kisha, who was equally focused on her own tasks. After a moment of thought, he spoke.

“Wifey,” he began, his tone casual but thoughtful, “I was just thinking, since time inside your territory flows ten times faster than the outside world, it must be inconvenient for Marcus and the other farmers to keep coming and going.”

“How about we build a boarding cabin inside the territory for the workers and farmers? It’s as big as an island, so putting up a few buildings wouldn’t be a problem. That way, their work would be more efficient, and they’d have a place to rest and watch over the crops and livestock whenever needed. What do you think?”

Duke gently pinched Kisha’s cheeks, earning a raised eyebrow from her as she looked up at him.

“We actually had the same thought,” she said with a small smile. “I also think it’s inconvenient to keep going in and out of the territory and setting up tents whenever we want to rest. Building a proper house, or even a villa, for ourselves sounds much better.”

“That way, when we decide to take some time off, we can just relax inside. And for the people working there, if they want to see their families or take a break, they can either step out or bring their loved ones inside. The territory space is peaceful, almost like living in the countryside. I don’t think anyone would dislike that kind of life.”

As she spoke, Kisha smiled and rested her head against Duke’s chest. She was already sitting on his lap, yet she still had to crane her neck to meet his gaze, something that quickly tired her out. Still, she didn’t really mind; from this angle, she could admire the sharp contours of his face, his handsome features softened by the affection in his eyes.

“I agree…” Duke murmured before pressing a soft kiss on the top of her head. “When do you think we should start the project? It’s going to take a lot of time and effort to build, and since it’s a huge undertaking, we’ll need plenty of hands to help bring the plan to life,” he reminded her.

“First, we need to find an architect and an engineer from HOPE Base so we can consult them about the design of the boarding cabin and the villa, as well as the materials we’ll need. That way, we can make sure the buildings will be durable and long-lasting,” Kisha said thoughtfully.

After all, they still didn’t know whether earthquakes existed within her territory space. Besides, it wasn’t as if they lacked resources; her territory was rich in materials that naturally regenerated thanks to the abundant spiritual energy.

Everything that grew within her space was virtually inexhaustible and far stronger than any material found outside.

“Hmm, I’ll message Tristan and ask him to gather the engineers and architects so they can start planning this out,” Duke said, thinking aloud as his fingers moved across the screen.

“He’s already been to your territory space, so he can explain it to them in detail and outline the map. That way, they can decide where it’s best to build without disrupting the existing operations. They’ll also need to consider the possibility of the territory expanding in the future.”

As he spoke, Duke continued typing the message to Tristan. Since Tristan also had access to the territory interface, he could easily receive Duke’s instructions and begin the work right away.

Kisha nodded in agreement with Duke’s reasoning. There was no need for them to overthink or plan everything themselves when they already had skilled architects and engineers living in HOPE Base.

Those experts were currently assisting with the ongoing construction projects and working closely with Aston and Tristan, so it wouldn’t be a problem to entrust them with this new task.

What truly made Kisha feel relieved and proud was that she had managed to take control of HOPE Base from the Coltons early on, before those talented individuals were either killed or left to die of starvation.

Many of the people now contributing to the base’s growth were elderly professionals with decades of experience, as well as non-combatants who had once been neglected because they couldn’t fight.

The Coltons had seen no value in them, but now, those very same people had become the backbone of the base, working harder than anyone else to repay the chance they were given.

The realization made Kisha feel proud and deeply relieved; it lifted much of the burden she and Duke had been carrying. They no longer had to personally oversee every single project; instead, they could simply assign tasks to the respective departments and allow them to be completed efficiently while they focused on the most critical matters that required their direct attention.

After agreeing on the plan, Kisha and Duke returned to their respective work while also keeping an eye on Rakan.

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