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This is how I make stew:
Fill a bowl with water, leave near crock.
Get squash, put on plate, hit with hatchet or axe, put in crock.
Get dried corn, put in bowl, hit with flint, put in crock.
Take bowl to bean farm, put beans in bowl til full, hit with stone, put on plate, put back in bowl, add water from second bowl, put water back in second bowl, put beans in crock.
Put water from second bowl into crock
Make fire somewhere away from project areas.
Put crock on coals.

Resources used up: one water, one branch, two hits of the hatchet or axe, squash, corn, and beans.
I briefly used one plate, two bowls, a flint and a stone.

At the end, I have a crock full of stew and will need one bowl to eat the stew.

Most crops turn into a hardened row after harvesting. Hardened rows need one soil and one till before you can replant. These crops are carrots, corn, beans, squash, cabbage.

Other crops:
Berry bushes-After all berries are picked, must add one soil and one water or bush will die. Takes time for new berries to grow, and they will grow all at once if domestic or one at a time if wild.
Wheat-all soil disappears after harvesting. Needs two soil and one till to replace.
Seeded carrots or cabbage (didn’t get harvested on time)-same as wheat
Potatoes-are complicated. Need extra soil after planting to mature and a shovel to harvest. But after harvest, becomes hardened soil.

If you see people harvest and then have deep soil, they probably had a hoe next to the farm and tilled it so quickly you didn’t notice. When you are watching an expert do a job, it can be hard to catch all the steps.

They do the same job but steel lasts linger.

Dear Eve Shera:

  You were alone on a deserted server when you got a surprise baby boy, me. You named me Romulus and took me with you on your search for a place to settle. We found a “not terrible” place and we set up a camp. We harvested all the milkweed around, and there was just enough to make fire plus one snare. During my milkweed hunt, I noticed that we were surrounded by rabbits, so I decided to make two backpacks so we could find a better place.
  I snared and cooked enough rabbits for the backpacks and some food, but we still needed thread. I was greatly saddened to find your body near the ponds to the south when I went to look for more milkweed.
  I did eventually find milkweed far to the east and was able to make a backpack and sealskin coat for myself, but by then I was starting to get old. I used my last years to find wheat and make a few pies to take with me in my next life when I look for a better place.
  You told me you hadn’t played the game in a while and were out of practice. I hope you keep playing and we can meet again someday.

Your son, Romulus

http://lineage.onehouronelife.com/serve … &id=587781

YouTube here as well. Watched a bunch of videos, then bought it a few days before decay started.

I was November Meredith. Born the last child of a large, boy-heavy family, I found myself the only fertile female in a rather strange old town. 8th generation, but no forge, no tools but one hoe, and no food except berries. We did have a small farm, watched over by an older cousin, who decided we needed compost (which we did, badly) so he grew some carrots and wheat. I had just enough time to help him make the first batch of compost before I had my first child. I ended up having eight children with only two boy suicides. Most were killed by animals, but two daughters lived to old age and had many children of their own.
When I died, the town hadn’t changed much. My compost mostly went to keeping the berries alive, and the rest was used to make a large patch of milkweed to the south.  The sheep pen was full of sheared sheep, but no one ever made a knife to harvest them.
I’m afraid I’m not very good at dividing my attention between different activities, but I restocked that town with people and no bushes died on my watch. We have a twelfth generation now and I hope the town will last a while.

We made it through the night and got to gen 28 only to be ended by a killer named Oran.

http://lineage.onehouronelife.com/serve … _id=389273

I like leaving a camp behind that will not decay. I always hope that I will Eve there or a place like it and be able to expand on it. This has happened a few times, and they've been the best lives. Especially when I can raise one or two daughters and help them build a sustainable town.

On a related topic, I have Eved in a town that looked like it hadnt had time to decay (carrots ready to pick) but there were no fresh graves and no people. Does anyone know if the decay timer is dependant on the presence of a player? Or was it just really lucky timing?

I was born to an Eve I'm pretty sure was a bot. She just stood in a desert biome with a few items around, but nothing useful. She picked me up if I "F"d, but never spoke, just ate cactus fruits. As soon as I could, I left and found food nearby. To see what would happen, I brought her some burdock and berry a few times. She just kept eating and pooping out babies. Most of the babies died, but I met a sister who knew stuff, so we left together and started a new camp. A few years later, I came back and found the same useless stuff lying around her grave.

To the nameless nephew who stabbed me seconds before I died of old age-HaHa, I win!-Bb Fierce

I was born a beloved first son of an ignorant mother. My grandmother had to tell her to pick me up to feed me. I was fifth generation Fifita and Mom named me Todd. Grandma disappeared before I grew hair, but Mom did her best. She tried to raise all six of her children before starving at age 26. Only I and one girl survived her death. I spent the next 45 years farming carrots while little sister Mary smithed and raised 7 kids, ignoring the limitations of the farm and the 6 ponds nearby.

I tried to get people to expand the town with a sheep pen, a milkweed farm, or even another carrot farm somewhere else, but was ignored until a grandniece started bringing soil and doubled the size of my farm. When I became ancient, I asked for someone to farm in my place and gave my backpack to the one who responded. I wished them good luck and left. I went to Great Grandma's berry farm and tried to make it bigger but died while looking for more soil.

After I died, I looked up the family line and was saddened to learn that all my siblets (sister's kids) starved within 5 minutes of me in their 20s and only two of their kids lived to adulthood-two brothers who starved in their 40s and had suicidal last words.

I just lived til 60 in a formerly-thriving town. I never gave birth, and I never saw anyone younger than me. Maybe noone plays on Friday night? or server is shutting down for update tomorrow morning? idk.

Was good life, left town stocked with cooked mutton pies, compost going, berrys watered, and carrots dry. A bunch of other people also died old, so the town will rise again. I hope.