Sand Quarry (Metropolis Server)

Dear residents of the virtual world! Geologists have conducted exploration and found a site for sand mining operations. The quarry will be open for construction at 17:00 GMT today.

Webman vs. extra clicks: Improvements for new clones

General Webman's warehouse is overflowing with people: sacks of stones, barrels of water, boxes of coupons, and other fruits of many years of victorious campaigning lie in abundance. That day, pleased with his success, the general created a new clone for his urgent appointment as governor of one of the recently conquered provinces.

Of course, in Webman's mind, this clone shouldn't have started out as a nameless scoundrel.  "He'll be a viscount from day one, period!" the general said, reaching for the commander's remote.

But it was already time to pay, and the refectory had lost power. The newly created clone couldn't use stamina coupons, retrieve them from storage, or exchange them for the required units. Even buying coupons from the store didn't help: the refectory was as silent as an empty cauldron.

With a dull thud of his boot on the ground, the general called for the alchemists.

"What kind of nonsense is this?!" Webman barked. "Do I have to switch to another clone to get coupons from my own storage?!" Correction. Immediately.

The alchemists justified themselves: this has been the case since ancient times. But the general just narrowed his eyes:

—Keep quiet. In my lands, clones must not walk with their hands outstretched. Not even on the first day!

And here it is: the changes have been made. From here on out:

• Any clone of the account, including newly created ones, can take food from storage, including stamina coupons.

• Stamina coupons can now be exchanged for stamina units directly from the dining room interface, even if the clone is still a vagrant.

The general rubbed his hands in satisfaction, wondering which lands to send new governors to. Everything works quickly, easily, without pointless restrictions or unnecessary bureaucracy.

“This is order… just the way I like it,” he said briefly, returning to the topic.

Webman's Angry Morning and New Orders in the Refectory

With the first rays of the sun, General Webman, as usual, woke up, took a sip of strong drink, and wasted no time approaching his Remote Commander . However, instead of the usual satisfaction with the new reports and statements, his face darkened: yesterday's Active Players Fund payment had not arrived!

"How is that?" The general roared and called for the alchemists.

Bowing to the master, the masters explained: although there were stamina coupons in the storage, at the calculated time there was no stamina in the clone's refectory, and thus the reward was not counted. The mechanisms failed to recognize the need, and, as they say, the Treasure passed them by.

"Nonsense! Correct it immediately!" Webman demanded.

The alchemists bowed and made further improvements that same day. Two new account-wide auto-action options are now available in the dining room:

• "Automatically use coupons if eater is low on stamina" - Allows you to replenish stamina using coupons from the clone's inventory and storage, if the corresponding permissions are enabled.

• "Automatically purchase missing coupons when you don't have enough stamina": Even if you don't have the necessary coupons in stock, the Libra Guardian at the Bargain Shop will handle the purchase and provide them to you in a timely manner.

After making sure everything was working as it should, General Webman narrowed his eyes in satisfaction and muttered through his mustache:

An extraordinary invention: remote control for General Webman

The alchemists of the clone land presented General Webman with an astonishing device: the Remote Commander. This thin tablet, covered in copper veins, engravings, and moving symbols, is capable of reuniting all of the commander's possessions. With its help, the general now controls armies, clones, and distant lands with an ease and precision previously unavailable to even the finest advisors.

What once required caravans of messengers and weeks of time is now accomplished with a single touch. "This isn't a miracle, it's intelligence and work worthy of an empire!" Webman exclaimed, studying the mechanism.

Ten elected governors, appointed to different parts of your kingdom, are now placed on the console as quick-access symbols . Even in the travel version of the device, which can be stored in a bag or on a belt, they're all within easy reach.

Although Clone Land is not the largest domain on Webman's vast map, as a show of his appreciation for the invention, he placed the Clone Land Commissioner's clone at the top of his hotkeys.

In addition, the Alchemists promised to soon equip the Remote Commander with new control tools: convenient filtering of thousands of clones, with special scrollable lists where each clone can be easily found by type of service, location, or purpose. This innovation should significantly simplify command even in the most populated garrisons and colonies.

Issue of securities (Metropolia server)

Dear residents of the Earth of Clones! 

Today at 17:00 GMT, the issue of securities will begin:

Meat factory securities: 10,000 pcs. 

State Farm Securities: 10,000 pcs. (auction trade for Amero)

Trade Guild Securities: 10,000 pcs.

The Department of Three Refusals has been reformed!

A motley line had been crowded at the doors of General Webman's reception room since early morning: cloned farmers, hereditary alchemists, and owners of half-ruined castles stood in it. Everyone was puzzled - the payments from the active players' fund, which were supposed to arrive the day before yesterday, never arrived.

It turned out that everyone had their own reasons for refusing: someone's clone was hungry, someone's house had fallen apart, and someone else was keeping an unrepaired architectural wonder in the principality. But the most annoying thing was that the refuseniks learned about each reason in turn, day after day, eliminating one, only to learn about another the next day. Such a system drove even the most patient peasants crazy.

When the report reached General Webman, a storm began in the office.

" What kind of farce is this?! " he exclaimed, slamming the folder so hard that plaster fell from the ceiling. " Have you hired jesters instead of scribes?"

The office manager turned pale.

- Allow me... I...

— Shut up! Instead of giving a list of reasons right away, what are you doing? One by one! Like a doctor who tells a patient one finger a day where he has a fracture! You send clones back and forth as if they were your lackeys in a boarding house!

- But we...

— I said shut up! Fix it. Immediately.

By the evening, shaking with fear, the Manager updated all the refusal forms from the active players' fund. Now, when refusing:

- A full list of all reasons is provided,
- A warning has been added if the account does not currently meet the requirements and will not receive a payment in the future.

Now everything is visible at once: what is broken, what is hungry, what miracle awaits restoration. Fix, feed, clean up - and get your rightful gold without surprises.

The clones are calm - order has been restored. Webman is stern, but pleased with the result.