The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365 A Place to Call Home

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investment in resettlement and compensation was evident in every detail.

about money; it was about responsibility and commitment.

shock and reflection came a surge of excitement.

oublesome issue had just been solved most unexpectedly.

credible!” Elizabeth’s eyes lit up as she quickly shifted into planning mode. “This cuts our ment pressure in half instantly!”

sted no time, immediately calling over Melton and Adam, who oversaw the farm’s infrastructure ternal coordination.

n, the former head of Hope Town, was calm and meticulous by nature-perfectly balancing Melton’s cal strengths with his occasional roughness in logistics.

e two of them made an efficient team when it came to infrastructure and internal management

Melton, Adam, housing is taken care of,” Elizabeth said concisely. “The new arrivals are bringing their own three-bedroom eco-pods. Take a team to the residential zone-the open land we designated earlier-and start marking placement spots based on the pod footprint. Make sure to leave enough room for shared spaces, access paths, and future expansion.”

She then turned to Elmer. “Lieutenant Guerrero, please inform all families to prepare to activate and deploy their eco-pods. Some of them might need technical assistance, especially those unfamiliar with the

process.”

“No problem, Ms. Schoheld!

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dam grabbed a po

sist thenr. Elmer replied immediately.

spot, and addressed the gathering

Chapter 365 A Place to Call Home

newcomers.

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“Everyone, welcome! I’m Adam Rose, one of the farm’s managers! Melton and I will now guide you to the residential zone to get you settled!”

His voice carried clearly through the speaker, “Our residential zone is located within the farm but separated from the planting and work zones, ensuring peace and privacy for everyone. It covers nearly a hundred hectares. Some houses are already built there, and the current staff are living in them. Once you arrive, you’ll see plenty of open spaces-those are reserved for all of you!”

His tone was warm, and he was doing his best to ease the newcomers’ unease. “Basic infrastructure like water, electricity, and internet will be installed by the farm at each designated spot. We’re also planning shared facilities-community areas, a small medical station, and basic shops. From now on, we’re all neighbors. And as the saying goes, neighbors are better than distant relatives, so if you need help, lend a hand or reach out to any of us in management anytime!

“Our farm believes in one principle: ‘Work with your own hands, and you’ll never go hungry. These eco- pods may be temporary housing, but if you’re willing, you can earn, save, and apply for materials through your work and contributions. One day, you’ll be able to build a permanent, comfortable home for your family right here. The farm fully supports and encourages everyone to build their own future!”

His words laid out both the present and the future-offering stability while igniting hope. Many of the newcomers, who had been anxious about what lay ahead, now found a spark of light returning to their

eyes.

Under Melton and Adam’s leadership, the group of nearly two thousand people began moving in an orderly fashion toward the residential zone.

The discipline remained, but the atmosphere had noticeably relaxed. Children started whispering to one another, glancing around with curiosity.

The residential zone lay on the southeastern side of the farm, backed by gently sloping hills with a wide,

view ahead.

open

Just as Adam had described, the area was vast. In the already occupied sections stood neat, comfortable single-family homes in a variety of styles.

Most homes had been lovingly maintained-small vegetable patches filled the front and back yards, giving the place a lived-in warmth.

Beyond that, however, stretched large expanses of leveled but still barren land.

By the time the group reached the designated settlement area, Melton had already directed a group of veteran workers to mark the ground with bright fluorescent paint. Neatly arranged squares, each abour thirty feet per side, covered the open field.

Each square measured roughly one thousand square feet, spaced thoughtfully to allow for walkways and

communal areas

“Everyone, take a look!” Melton called out. “These marked squares are your eco-pod placement spots! The size matches the footprint of a standard three-bedroom eco- pod when fully deployed, including buffer space. You’re free to choose any unoccupied spot based on your preferences and family needs!

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