Without enough oil, the infinite forest resources of the entire world can be used as a substitute. Tools are not lacking either; even the previously dismantled large-scale construction machinery has been put to use. Human ingenuity knows no bounds. When the laborers realized that as long as they worked diligently and minded their own business, the boss wouldn't interfere, they began to come up with ways to make their lives a bit easier.
Old Jones felt gloomy when he first arrived at the base. He wasn't young anymore and struggled to learn the 'common language' of the base. There was no need for him to continue as a decision-maker here either, not with capable people like Johnson and Elisa executing tasks. Seeing his role grow increasingly irrelevant must have made him a bit anxious.
