This is where farmers spend the majority of their days. Oxygen regulators surround the planet since we landed, though our harvest is beginning to regenerate some oxygen. Thankfully the atmosphere contains enough oxygen on its own.
@min yoongi It's been a while since Inguk had last visited this area. The farmlands used to be one of his favourite places to make mischief: using corn crops as makeshift enemies and slicing them with knives and such, kindling the anger of most of the farmers round there. However twelve years later, Inguk comes here not for fun and games, but for an important task that requires further reinforcement. It's not every day that the commander leaves the headquarters, but he had overheard a conversation from the knights complaining of uncooperative farmers not enlisting their children and how they are lacking in numbers of new recruits. Inguk decided to go see for himself, because after all, recruits are the essential building blocks for a healthy body of militia, and without soldiers they are bound to fail inside the battlefield. Walking round the area, the commander surveys his surroundings with two of his bodyguards, his second in command having taken over the headquarters temporarily while he roams about. He's dressed in a long trench coat instead of the usual commander's uniform, yet people recognize him easily enough. They bow in respect or gawk or whatever, but Inguk simply brushes it off; he has not come to see people pay their respects. One of his guards point him to the direction of the so-called 'uncooperative' farmer, and so Inguk heads over to the lone house at the edge of the sector. He doesn't see anyone out in the fields in the back, so he knocks on the door and waits.