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That is, until I met Gary Charles.
A rural middle-of-nowhere sprawl, Echo Creek is Project Zomboid’s most remote start to date.
But wait what’s this?
A cupboard- no, a staircase?
Oh sweet Spiffo, my first basement.
It’s everything I ever wanted nay, more.
Unfortunately, I don’t get to enjoy it for long.
I spend a measly three days stocking my new home with food before calamity strikes.
As is the Zomboid way.
But it’s what I spot behind the fence that causes me to slam the brakes: chickens.
So, so many chickens.
That’s easier said than done.
Sometimes, good things happen to strange people.
Clucking around
Somewhat settled, I turn my attention to the tens of chickens in my yard.
It also hits me that I haveliterally no ideahow to care for chickens.
Will they eat three-day old highway mush?
But things are different now.
Sheep graze in abandoned fields, while pigs stand in front of troughs that will never be filled again.
My purpose is clear: I need to transform my base into Knox County’s largest animal shelter.
