Being a god sucks. Everyone, and I mean almost EVERYONE starts by congratulating you on your new powers, and then asks you to exercise them for their benefit. Fortunately, the word "no" is easy to repeat. I did allow more people to visit my home, however.
My next project was simple: start collecting villagers for a spawner. In the old days, this was a simple process. Now, I found myself regularly pulled away by various demands. Some of inner workings of the world were... tricky. I would try to make an adjustment a dozen different ways, and it wouldn't take. Finally, I would get it to take, and promptly forget for the next time.
Another issue that came up was problems with people fussing at each other. Peering back in history, it was clear that the "offended" party aggravated things on a regular basis. When I pointed this out, he became... irritable. I had almost straightened that mess out when I was suddenly booted out of the world by a newcomer.
Peering at what was happening, I saw people becoming gods at blinding speed. Fortunately, one of our gods quickly addressed the situation while I got myself back in the world. I saw huge lava balls where our airport spawn had been. With great irritation, I cracked my knuckles and got to work. I began rolling back time to before the lava balls had existed. It took patience, and the world shuddered as I worked. Soon, everything was restored except for our quiz for newcomers. I resigned myself to manually assisting them until we could get the quiz sorted out.
I began working on a villager trading center next to my base. While I was working on that, I saw my former flier abandon HermitCats. A bit later, HermitCats was down to the lonely owner. As I slowly built cells, she made the fateful decision to abandon it completely. HermitCats was no more. I had made note of its location, however, in case I thought it would be useful to visit again.
With the new villager spawner working, my next step was to get trade supplies. I decided to create a compact cow breeder, based on a similar idea to what I had with the chicken breeders. I started building the same thing for the pigs, when I suddenly realized it wouldn't work. Pigs are short. Maybe. I would have to carefully test it.
As soon as I started to work on that, chaos broke out. One of the fac skirmishes had broken out, yet again. Since the aggressors had a reputation for somehow violating the laws of the world, somehow acquiring illicit godly powers, I concealed myself and watched carefully. Sure enough, one that I had temporarily barred from the world was soon making impossible jumps to get at his cowering victims. In irritation, I removed him again.
I found myself forced to shadow multiple combatants, as the chaos spread from one set of combatants to another. It was exhausting. Soon, I found a way to relax: I could peer into the world without entering it, now. I went for a nice, quiet game in my world where I could not afford to die, and left a corner of my awareness in the other in case I was needed.
It had been a while since I'd been here. I was in a room I'd carved out, with a furnace, crafting table, and chest of meager supplies. It was dawn. I left to get some more wood, and soon found I had a problem: I'd lost my base. As the sun began to set, I walled in an alcove under an extreme hill. With a bunch of wood planking as one wall, I hoped I wouldn't lose this one nearly as easily.
Soon I was back in the multi-person world, and after sorting out another scuffle, I decided it was time to build a "big" farm. I was going for a variation on what rippersteveM5 had built: a tower with four channels in a cross shape, with each arm a 5x7 plot of land. These would be layered so that a single water source at the very top could be released to flush out all the arms from top to bottom. My intention was simple: I would have carrots on one arm, potatoes on another, and wheat on the remaining two. This would probably use up all the resources I had acquired so far.
As I started working, I worked out how to put in water and light it up. Each pad had water along the sides, with glowstone above either end of the water channel. With the closeness of the pads, only a two block high gap, and the walling in of the water channels, the sides of the columns were completely walled in. It was the ends that were open for access.
After I had about three layers built, I was very low on glowstone, and I had my former flier helping put in the dirt pads while I put in the end caps. Soon, one of the gods started helping out, as well. While this was going on, a demi-god built a statue of me. It was rather flattering, and put a real smile on my face. There was now a twenty block high statue of myself looking over the landscape.
As I took a break to survey my progress, I knew I had a problem. I was probably going to run out of resources well before I was done. I quickly recruited one of the other people to start gathering glowstone for me. I had noticed he was low on funds, and I wanted a LOT of the stuff. Looking at my reserves, and doing calculations, I needed just over six hundred more glowstone blocks to finish.
Fortunately, I had someone willing to fetch that for cash. I found myself working on harvesting stone and using it up on the towers. I had completely run out of dirt, too. Meanwhile, my former flier was building the storage area underneath the tower. At some point, we calculated the total land the tower would have when complete: 6300 plots of land harvested by one water source block and a bunch of hoppers and chests. Planting it would take a while.