Over the following days, Geth had the citizens split into groups as he had in the Forest Dungeon. Teams were spread between hunting, mining, harvesting trees, guard patrols, and citizens to deliver the harvested resources.
Along with all of the changes he was making, he corrected the faulty calender. Larz even left a permanent projection toward the top of the Tower with the time and date.
"Ahh, Saturday!" Swole sighed and stretched dramatically.
Geth rolled his eyes, "There was already a 'Saturday' four days ago. If we hadn't filled our resource storage, I would have made everyone work today."
"You're just a slave driver," Swole complained.
*sigh*
"You say that, now. What about when thousands of monsters push our Gates in a few months?" Geth retorted.
Swole mumbled something unintelligible but nodded, "You plan on using those resources today?"