Sclawous:
“Oh yeah, that Voice Lord says something intelligent! I want to know the Upkeep of every unit we have! It makes it much easier to calculate the prizes later!”

Grotch:
“…Uhm…”

Sclawous:
“What’s wrong?”

Grotch:
“Can’t you see it normally? it’s right up there.”

Sclawous:
“Yes i can easily see the HUD and the total value, but I want to know the individual upkeeps!”

Grotch:
“Right… Grotches have an upkeep of… 11? And uh, Spiderbirds have an upkeep of 30! And uh, Crabtaurs have an upkeep of uh… Uhm… 25!”

Sclawous:
“What? That’s not right at all! With 10 Grotches, 1 Spiderbird and 1 Crabtaur, we would have an upkeep of 165 Shingles! Are you LYING TO ME, UNIT??”

Grotch:
“Aaarreehhnnmm…”

Sclawous:
“You summon me here, bind me as your leader to help you rise from the grave of a dead civilization, make ME pay YOU to work and keep you ALIVE… AND YOU LIE TO ME??“

Grotch:
*Whimper*

Sclawous:
“Show me the REAL upkeep, Unit.”

HUDSON changes the bluff of the Grotch to the real number.

Grotch:
“Grotches have 7 in upkeep, Spiderbirds have 10, Crabtaurs 9.”

Sclawous:
“Which becomes 89. Why would you lie to your own LEADER, Unit?”

Grotch:
“Because Grotches are liars. Thieves. Spies. Criminals.”

Sclawous:
“That is good to know. Moving on, I have a fortress to lead.”

You command another Farm is made, and it is planted besides the first Farm.

You then command a scan to happen, and the first layer of ground is scanned. Seems to be many gems here already!

The diggers split into two groups and start digging.

The income from the two Farms arrive.

Grotch:
“Uhm… S-sir?”

Sclawous:
“Shut up Unit.”