Naming deficiency

Naming deficiency

Year 78 Month 8

Valtrian Orders Orphanage for young children is up and running, all we needed was a building where we could build rooms, and then employ people to take care of the kids. As a rule, I insisted that the children we take in are less than 12 years old, such that. Those older are able to find work and can live on their own, in this world, for humans, 13 is quite a normal age to start holding some kind of semi-permanent job, either as an apprentice, or some kind of live-in worker, and this norm is also seen in the other non-humans.

In New Freeka, connected to the orphanage large building is a few subsidiary trees, two of which are [training rooms], for teaching and sparring. There would be quite a lot of young orphans in this world, after all, with so much war and slaughter going on, it is only a norm that families are often broken. Anyway, my intention is to train these orphans, those willing, into warriors for the Valtrian Order, and so the remaining Valtrian Order soldiers are regularly coming to give the young kids some simple lessons. In a way, it acts as a feeder into the future Valtrian order guards.

For monitoring and tracking, one of the subsidiary trees is a biolab, with multiple pods. The decor is intentionally bare, and I had the herbalist use it as a medicinal room, to mask the true intent of the pods, which is to take magical snapshots of these orphans progress over the years.

Feedback in terms of the orphanage is mixed, and even from the orphans themselves. Many of them are living in empty, abandoned homes, some taken in by the people of New Freeka. Some orphans themselves resist the structure and rules that an orphanage have, and prefer to continue living on their own.

Well, my view to Laufen is, dont force the kids. If they want to live on their own and think they can and know better, go ahead. Either the world will teach them a lesson, or they will truly show their mettle.

Out of the towns population of 50,000 or so elves, dwarves and centaurs, about 500-1,000 or young orphan children, but not all want to stay in this new set of quarters, so its often the really young ones. There are also families who cannot or are unable to raise their children, so they surrender their children to the orphanage.

Oh well. Im not going to be the moral police, so whatever men and women choose to do with their lives, thats their problem. Ill take the kids, and Ill use them.

The good thing is, it puts some jobs on the table, as the orphanage hires a lot of workers, to cook, to care for the orphans, to teach, and some retired, elderly men also help out as trainers.

The thing about old people in a world with great and frequent destruction, is often they are quite high leveled. Being on the run for decades must have given them a lot of survival related skills and actual [skills], either they are good at fighting, good at running and hiding, or good as improvising and making the most of what little they have.

Ah well, I guess there has to be some truth to the old people being awesome trope after all.

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Eat this. Lausanne stares at the green fruit right in front of her. She picks it up with her tiny hands, and she shakes it.

It does not look ripe.

Its not meant to be ripe. Eat it. Its a green fruit, made out of the passive seed, [spark of brilliance]. Its small, the size of a grape. Its lime green, and from my point of view, it has a faint green glow to it. Its my first time creating a fruit out of the seeds.

Uh okay. She starts to chew on the small fruit.

She walks a few steps, her mouth chewing.

Okay I ate it. It tastes sour, but its not horrible. Is this some kind of new fruit you want us to sell, TreeTree?

No. Its a special fruit. Just for you.

Huh. If its a special fruit, shouldnt it be sweet and really yummy? Its quite sour, and I can still taste the sourness on my tongue... Lausanne downs a cup of water, probably hoping to wash off the taste.

Not all things in life are meant to be sweet, my dear Lausanne.

Is that some kind of word of wisdom I should remember?

Perhaps.

Is this why you called me here, TreeTree?

Not just this If I could smile, I would. Lausanne, would you like a special familiar contract?

Lausanne immediately nods, Yeah sure. Special in a good way, right?

Yes.

[Lausanne has accepted the special familiar contract. 50 star mana consumed. 1 star mana will be consumed per month].

Star mana. I have 300 star mana at the moment, thats the maximum number of star-mana storage organs I have, and with the current maximum number of star-leaves, I produce 30 star mana a month.

Oh wow. Is this like Uncle Juras Bamboo? She activates the familiar, and then two large twisting roots emerge from her body, and they transform into a wooden sword and shield, Lausannes current favourite fighting combination. Whoah it responded to me! Can you hear it TreeTree?

I cant. Well, the familiar doesnt have an artificial soul, but it probably has a kind of programming to it, like an animal?

Well, it just says, sword and shield mode. Lausanne grins. But its cool. I can tell it things in my head! The wooden sword starts transforming into a whip.

Huh. That is pretty cool.

And it can change shape! Lausanne tries out the whip, and it works like a rope too, allowing Lausanne to pull herself forward. I can use this to swing from branch to branch too! Like the monkeys!

Dont let your mom see that. The idea of a young little girl swinging around like Tarzan is probably going to make Laufen have a headache.

Ah yes ah yes. Sorry I got excited. The two roots can transform into various shapes, but there are certain limits to the size and length. Its kinda cool that they dont drain my mana as much as the normal familiar too!

Ah, I suppose thats the benefit, stronger, more flexible, but cost less. I suppose the star mana that I give it is supports it?

Thank you, TreeTree. This is nice.

Good. Let me know if you get any skill notifications tomorrow.

Okay! Well, the next day, Erm I didnt get a new skill, but one of my skills transformed.

Oh, which one?

Its the [Blessed by a soul tree]. Its now [Blessed by a soul tree - advanced].

Huh Well, thats amusing. Now shes even more compatible with my abilities I hope she doesnt eventually transform into a tree.

Well, the cool thing is, the roots are a bit longer and bigger now. I think it makes my familiar stronger! I see, so the special familiars effects are going to be less impressive on the other guys. Now I want to know whether I can fuse this special familiar with an artificial soul.

Lausanne shows off her slightly bigger sword and shield, its wood, of course.

Im gonna go practice. Dont tell mom Im in the forest.

Uh, yeah. Its called a probe, right? Of course I can see through the probe.

"I don't want to be a beetle. That's disgusting." Meela probably is frowning. "I'd rather be a tree."

"I take offense to that statement." Horns chimes in.

"Aww come on. We finally get to do some travelling!"

"I rather like the relative peace and safety here. I might get attacked as a beetle, and people will hate me, I can't cope with that!"

"Meela that's a lie and you know it."

The two girls seem to be arguing, but it's rather friendly kind. So I ignore them.

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One of the merchants brought garlic and ginger today, apparently really popular with nobility for cooking.

[Crop variety - Garlic] added. You can now produce essences of garlic and garlic flavored woods, fruits and saps.

[Crop variety - Ginger] added. You can now produce essences of ginger and ginger flavored woods, fruits and saps

Ooh that's gonna stink some people. I wonder whether they have stinky fruits in this world like durians? They should, right?

But you know, this recent about garlic and ginger gave me an idea. I have the ability to produce fruits, vegetables and herbs. What if I set up a market, and sell my produce? Or even better, set up a restaurant? I'm not sure how many restaurants they have in New Freeka, but certainly, if I have the ability to procure and produce unique types of vegetables and fruits, that would give me a unique selling point!

I could make special ginger-ginseng soup. Or fried potatoes with garlic, herbs and spices

"A restaurant? You need cooks though. A chef!"

"But it could work!"

"You girls know any recipes from where you are from?" All I know is how to cook instant noodles with eggs.

"Uh I might. But honestly"

"If I get an ability to create a [Tree-kitchen] or [Res-Treerant] I'll fuse you to it."

"Does that mean I'll be stuck in a cooking game forever?" Meela seems frightened by the prospect. Oh wait, did they not know I can reassign them, because their souls are stronger than the artificial souls?

"I think a beetle is still better."

"But a cooking tree sounds like an appealing idea at least. It could even end up a case where I could be the spirit that runs a hotel and restaurant. It's like those cooking simulator games!" Meela laughs.

Alexis looks a bit concerned. "Meela, are you sure you want to be a" Her dreams of travelling with a beetle bodyguard fading away...

"A hotelier! And master chef!"

"Wait. You're not serious." Alexis facepalms, only, she's a spirit so all she could do was soundlessly smack herself with her ethereal hands.

"Maybe one of your [subsidiary tree] with a room. I can probably acquire the job as [chef] and [innkeeper]."

Alexis looks horrified. "Meela, if you fuse with a tree you can't get job levels, job levels are for humanoids only! My skills so far are all because my creature-type is research tree spirit. So no!"

"Eh. TreeTree, can you make a tree decorated with multiple hotel like rooms, kitchen, dining and cafe area?"

"I I can try." Huh, true, forcefully decorating a tree such that I get a different tree type. That's like the playroom and training room, it might just work.

"Okay TreeTree, I, Meela Adams have decided on my career path! If you can make one where I get the right type, then I'll fuse with it."

"Meela, you serious?" Alexis's flying up and down. "You won't even know if there are tourists? We have no data on tourism and travel traffic! How do you know it'll work out? How many people even eat out?"

"What's the worst that can happen? I'm a tree! It's not like I'll starve to death if the hotel and restaurant fails."

"Meela!" Alexis shouts.

"It'll be fine, Alexis. Of all the options offered to me, this actually seems like fun! Chef and hotelier! That's a whole lot more interesting than looking at a lab all day. I could even open branches! Hotel-tree branches! Getit? I could be a moving tree hotel. Or a popup store! The wandering treehotel-restaurant! Maybe even add a convenience store!"

Alexis slams her head into the trunk of her biolab. It doesn't really hurt.

"If trees can move, then I could be a coconut hotel & restaurant tree by the beach!"

Hey, that's an interesting idea. Giant treants, but is actually a walking hotel.

"TreeTree, can I name my hotel and restaurant? I can, right?"

"Uh, sure." Hey, Meela wants to be useful, if naming rights is all she wants...

"I'm gonna call the hotel, the Meela! And the restaurant, the Fried Mee! And if there's a Cafe, it's gonna be the Cafe Meelatte. Oh TreeTree, you should totally get coffee beans."

Alexis smacks her face into the trunk, multiple times. She's not feeling any pain, I think she's just doing it to vent her frustration with Meela's inane choice.

"Alexis, you can name your lab too. I'll give you an idea. You can name it, A-Lab-is. It's like your name, but with a lab in it. Or Labalex. That's cool too."

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AN: Meela's been spending too much time with TreeTree.

Also : no chap last week of june. im travelling!

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