The next day arrives
As the sun slowly rose in the horizon, William stood at his front door checking his equipment before his departure.
He's got a long day ahead of him today.
William took out a wheelbarrow as he'll be moving a lot of materials today.
Looking at the rough uneven terrain William lamented that this'll much harder then he initially thought.
Naturally since he'll be pushing a wheelbarrow then that means a shotgun even with the straps on would be cumbersome, so he decided to just ditch and only have the pistol instead.
He carried an additional 4 extra magazine on case things gets though with the locals.
So with everything thing checked out William heads out of his base.
Going to the river location William had relatively little problem as the wheelbarrow is empty but on the way back... He is having an extremely hard time.
Those minor bumps on the ground that he barely noticed before became major roadblocks. These tree roots that stuck above ground are his single most biggest problem so far.
Each time he has to go pass one he has to charge up his speed to go pass it. After jumping over there is always this heavy "Thud" that follows, that would nearly flip his wheelbarrow over and spilling its content.
It really took great skill and maneuvering to keep the wheelbarrow from flipping over.
Unfortunately William despite his careful handling of the wheelbarrow William eventually slips up and the wheelbarrow tips over and spils out the sand in it.
'mother fucker!' frustrated William cursed out as he stares the the offending tree root.
'fuck the trees! Fuck global warming! One of these days i'll chop you all down' William thought evil as he sets up his wheelbarrow and shovels back the sand into the wheelbarrow.
He continues on until he reaches back to his base and unloads the sand to the ground. William panted for a bit as he wipes the beads of sweat on his forehead.
He rested for a bit before he heads back for another round, He repeated it until the sun starts to set.
At the end of the day, there's a small pile of sand, shells and gravel on his front yard. While the amount he has is still far from enough but looking at the little mound he made, that's progress!
He turns in for the night.
The next day came. Today William is not going to do much gathering as he feels tired after yesterday's labor intensive day and decided that he deserves a break.
He decided to do something less tiring like molding the concrete pipes with the materials he already has gathered.
First thing he does is check up on the recipe of cement and concrete, to make sure he got the ratio of the materials correct. Then he moves onto by making lime form shells, so he start by gathering all the shells he found then putting them into a pile before he put a bunch of wood on top of them and lights it on fire.
After he'll dissolve the burnt shells into water before letting it dry out. In the end you'll and up with a powdery white lime.
While the shells are being bunt William in the meantime moves on to making the molds of the concrete pipe.
The molds are 2 feet long and is out of 3 parts. 2 half circle mold to form the round outer edge and 1 round pole in the middle for the hole of the pipe.
Satisfied with the mold he made, William made a few more of them so that he could make dozens of pipes at the same time.
After making he is finished making the molds William heads over to the lime.
And it just about finishes burning, so William picks up the burnt shells that are much lighter and are now powdery white in color.
William examines them for a but before seemingly satisfied with the results, he puts them all in a metal container before soaks them in water.
The quicklime quickly reacts to the water before it starts bubbling. What eventually came out of this is a soggy white paste.
William let's it dry as he moves to crushing the gravel into smaller pieces.
After he is done with that the rest is easy, measuring the right amount before adding water and mixing them. He purs them into the molds and waits for them to dry, once dry he puts them aside for later use.
The day passed with nothing eventful happening.
The next day came and William begrudgingly went back gathering.
However after a few rounds of back and forth something special happened.
As he was making his way back to his base.
Rustle Rustle
From the bushes a bunch of little green natives suddenly leaps out and attacks him.
This of course caught William by surprised, he quickly let go of the wheelbarrow and hastily draws his pistol.
Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang
Surprised by this sudden unprovoked attack William fiercely unloads round after round at the nasty little buggers that is charging at him.
Naturally they're no match for the supreme might of a 50 caliber as this nasty little round simply disintegrates anything it touches.
After they're down William finally sighs in relief as that sneak attack nearly gave him a heat attack. He then turn his head to the wheelbarrow and he saw it tipped over.
'mother fuckers' William cursed as despite the fact that he has been very careful all this time, it still got tipped over.
William heads over to the dead body and kicks it a few times to vent his frustration.
'you know what? Fuck it! if they want war then war it is!' William begrudgingly thought as he shovels back in the spilled sand back into the wheelbarrow.
He continues on his way back to his base leaving the dead bodies of the goblin out in the open.
Nothing much happen the rest of the day just William coursing some more each time he spills. On the bright side time fly fast when your busy as before he knows it the sun is already setting.
It lifted William's mood somewhat as he turns in for the night.
The following weeks it's pretty much a repeat of what happened. Once in awhile he'll encounter a bunch of goblins which William just gave up on negotiations and went straight ahead to shoot them.
Although as a side note William is gradually getting better at it making him less pissy.
Slowly but surely he eventually made enough concrete pipes to begin building his irrigation system.
He explored the area some more as he wants the water to flow downwards through the pipes to his base. Ideally he wants to have as little as possible of the things is between the head of the pipe and to his base, that means he wants as little as possible of anything that would obstruct its path like roots, rocks or trees.
He traced the river upstream to a point where he thinks is the perfect spot for him to lay the head of the pipe. William marks it on the map then he went to downstream and plans out where he wants to connects his sewer line.
After marking out the points in his notebook, William walked the path from his base to the marked spots in a straight line a few times and writes down anything that got in the way for to be subjected for clearing.
When that's done he began clearing the path which took weeks as cutting down trees and clearing its roots is no easy task. He also has to bring back the tree he has just cut as he doesn't want to waste a perfectly good tree.
Then he started digging and laying down the pipes, this part took a few more weeks before finally completed.
Right around this tIme the weather starts to cool off signaling 'Winter Is Coming.' William thought as he looks at the cloudy sky that blows cooling winds.
--story end--
Alright I finally made up my mind this story will take place during the middle of the 3 Emperor's era. 1~2 hundred years before for Gorbad Ironclaw. We have to give time for the MC to at least build up before shit hits the fan with the Ork invasion. Do note he'll not play a major role when Gorbad invades.
As for where he is? You can only guess.
