How to Survive in the Roanoke Colony-Chapter 112: Transition to Settlement (1)

Home.

A home is not simply a space for eating, resting, and sleeping.

A home is a space where I and my belongings stay. The way each resident lives is fully reflected in its structure.

That's why just by looking at the form of a house, you can learn a lot about that society.

An entire clan living together in the same house, with no separate rooms, and a communal storage?

You can tell it's a house built in a clan-centered society, and there's no concept of private property among its members.

Each family member... even small children have their own separate rooms, and it's built with solid, immovable materials?

You can easily guess that in this society, each family member is a separate entity and most will lead a settled life.

Then how did the indigenous people around here build their houses?

First, they gather materials available nearby to build small huts – a large house being about 30 square meters.

In other words, there's almost no surplus production or private property.

And they don't spend much time at home either.

Every summer, they would move between camps set up in various places, continuing hunting, gathering, and garden farming. Above all, most of them were slash-and-burn farmers, so they moved elsewhere when the soil fertility declined.

In other words, a house is not a permanent settlement.

A house is a small space to sleep in.

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And there's not much need for household items inside.

The only things stored would be simple tools like ornaments or stone axes.

And...

Now it's different.

Surplus production to store has appeared.

The need for hunting and gathering has decreased.

Now, houses have become permanent settlements.

It was natural for the natives to be confused in this suddenly changed lifestyle.

Eventually, they wandered between temporary tents and shoddily made huts.

In the midst of sudden environmental changes, their leisure was limited to chatting with each other or occasionally going gathering.

In their hunter-gatherer days, although the absolute intensity of labor was low, they killed time wandering around all day, but as settlers, they're forced into a stay-at-home life.

In such an emptied life...

A sense of emptiness sprouted.

And when people have nothing to do and a sense of emptiness sprouts...

'...Damn. Doesn't that Tutelo bastard live in the house way over there? Living pretty well after killing people?'

'They killed many of us too, and now they're whining that they're the only ones who suffered many deaths?'

'It's annoying?'

'It's infuriating?'

And as they develop such negative emotions while passing time chatting among themselves...

Boom.

"F-fight! About three or four people are getting into a street brawl...!"

"Arrest them all and punish the one who started the fight first!"

"Bring Nemo!"

It explodes.

This is why you shouldn't give people idle time. When they're idle, they think too much, and when they think too much, they get depressed, and when they get depressed, people go crazy.

But I can't make them clear wasteland without giving them a breathing space.

The labor intensity required to maintain a hunter-gatherer's daily life and that required for clearing wasteland are on completely different levels.

"Hmmmm..."

So I pondered for a moment with Eleanor in front of me.

The joy of decorating a 'home' is about arranging one's possessions in a space one owns.

Teaching natives the joy of decorating homes means teaching them the concept of settled ownership.

...That's fine.

It's a good means for natives to adapt to our community and not bad for social stability either.

Don't gamers also cling to housing when content runs out? Decorating and fixing up homes is an endless task.

Good.

"Then let's convene the assembly right away. Isn't this just the right time?"

It's already been 10 years since I arrived here.

Due to the butterfly effect, it's becoming increasingly difficult to predict exactly when people will die and when they will live.

From what I heard from Raleigh, some figures in England have lived trajectories different from history and died on different dates.

However, if it's for inevitable health reasons in this era, the story is a bit different.

For example, Philip II who suffered from overwork his entire life and died of liver cancer.

No matter how much he tried to hold on, unless he suddenly adopted an anti-aging diet, I thought he would die within an error range of 2-3 years.

Originally, when people feel themselves dying and become desperate, they tend to do anything.

Philip II must have been the same.

He would know better than anyone that his son was an idiot, so his heart would be breaking while his body wouldn't listen.

I was anxious that a desperate king might attack us, but he's already dead.

Therefore, there's no need to worry.

The full-body paralysis of Spain that I had been waiting for so long.

How long I had been waiting for the moment when Philip II would die and Philip III would ascend to the throne.

Even normally, when the throne changes hands, there's confusion in state affairs, but what if he's an incompetent ruler on top of that?

Need I say more? Now is the time to settle matters that were postponed due to war preparations.

The matter of housing supply was instantly approved in the assembly.

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It's late November, the farming off-season.

A time when people in the settlement, regardless of their profession, will enjoy more leisure.

Winter hasn't fully arrived yet and there's no sign of snow, so it might be the most suitable time for civil engineering work.

Gostango of the Tutelo tribe quietly looks around and asks an approaching Englishman:

"What... is a sewer?"

"Oh, it's like a road that discharges dirty water."

"Is that necessary because your people live gathered together? We don't need it..."

"You'll need it now. Because you're living together too. We plan to build a sewer here, so please move your tent elsewhere."

When the Englishman says this, other Tutelo people around Gostango tilt their heads and then clear away their tents and huts.

Some casually demolish or abandon the homes that served as their bases.