《The one Player》23 – Here, in the dark room, there be spawned monsters
Advertisement
23 – Here, in the dark room, there be spawned monsters
Experimenting with mod spawns was going to be long and tedious, but it was a necessary thing to do before proceeding any further. Away from the floating island, he made a thin one-block bridge of cobblestone that led a short distance away.
At the end of the bridge he built the standard two-meter-tall dark room. He closed it with an iron door, remembering that in hardcore mode wooden doors were no longer safe, and walked away.
After he walked 24 meters, he saw that something had appeared inside the room. He walked back towards it, and peered through the door. Inside, there was no Minecraft mob he recognized, instead what he saw was a tiny slime and a small green manlet. A goblin, probably.
“Interesting.”
“What is?” Lumia, who was beside him, asked.
Jacob turned around, startled.
“How long have you been there?”
She chuckled. “I never went away. You’re cute when you get scared like this.”
“Oh. I guess I got too immersed in my own thing.”
“In any case, what’s interesting?”
He scratched his chin. “The fact is that normal spawn rules for the mobs are like in the game. I bet that if I walk far away these will de—no, they won’t. Will they?”
“Uh?” she cocked her head.
“Stay there, tell me if the monsters disappear.”
After saying so, he bolted away on another suspended bridge he built. He came back after a few minutes.
“So?”
“Still there, look.”
He looked inside. The monsters were the same, no more and no less than before.
“Dammit!” He punched the wall.
“What’s wrong, Jacob?”
“What’s wrong? I am wrong here. As long as I’m around, monsters will spawn all around me. And they won’t disappear when I’m away. This is different than the game, this is bad. I’m a liability to anyone.”
Advertisement
She looked at him pace around in desperation, and couldn’t suppress a giggle.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Dummy. It’s always been like this here, you know? Monsters spawn in the dark, it’s normal.”
“It… is? Uh, odd.” He said, and his face lit up. “Well, then. If this is the case, I can exploit this thing at my leisure! They do drop the right loot when I kill them using game mechanics, so it’s perfect.”
“What if you kill them normally?” Lumia wondered out loud.
“I guess they would do whatever they do normally? Which I have no idea what is, now that I think about it. Can you tell me?”
She looked startled for a moment. “Ah, they just die and leave behind their corpses. All monsters are useful, though. Even slimes, or goblins. They have cores inside that can be extracted and used for magic, while from other more powerful monsters you can also extract valuable parts and ingredients. It’s difficult to do it, so most adventurers just sell the whole corpse to the guild and just accept a lower pay.”
“Adventurers, guilds and monster parts. How nice.” He joked. “Well, okay. I’ll have to mix my killing methods, then.”
The sun was nearing the zenith, appearing to be right above at the apex of the sky. After having dismantled both the dark room and the two temporary cobblestone paths in the air, Jacob went back to the ring of grass that was the new home of the elves.
“Looks like they’re adjusting quickly!”
“They are,” said Tyla. “Thank you again for all you did for us.”
Jacob waved his hand. “It’s fine. Have you decided how you want to call this place? The home of the only tribe of Sky Elves in the world?”
Advertisement
“Yes!” She said ecstatic. “Avalon!”
Jacob’s face almost fell. He wanted to yell cliché, but instead only smiled to her. She seemed to accept it, and went away.
Jacob exhaled. All the elves were busy building their new houses, tending to newly planted gardens, and adjusting to the place. After a little while spent observing their comings and goings, Jacob finally decided to move from the little pedestal he had built for himself.
He took out a few saplings, and began to place them all around the central plaza and along the outer edge of the ring.
“Tell everyone to not touch the plants.” He said, after having noticed that Lumia was still following him.
“Okay! But why, if I may ask?”
“Game mechanics. They’ll grow pretty fast, unless you touch them and revert them back to normal growth rates.”
“Got it,” she said, and bolted away.
Jacob watched her go and smiled to himself, a strange sense of proudness and satisfaction. She was being quite clingy, but he didn’t mind it too much, at least as long as she wasn’t being a bother.
The saplings would grow into nice trees and add the little touch of green this floating island really needed, and all that was left to add now was a little waterfall using a Minecraft water source for infinite water. It would be fresh, so if he built the spring right it would also double as a source of drinking water for the whole village of Avalon.
“Gosh, that name…”
But, before he could even take out his crafting table to make a bucket, he heard a scream come from one of the gardens.
“Help!”
Advertisement
- In Serial35 Chapters
A guy reincarnated as a sloth and is too lazy to be a protagonist
Hey, so do you also love a Story about people getting isekai’d into another world into a body of a monster that can evolve? Yea, sucks that most of them are either Harems (honestly, at first I was like "weird flex but okay", but now every fucking story that looks like it could go somewhere just throws the MC a new love interest every 3 chapters or so), or idiots that trust the first human they see to not kill them. Also, is it just me, or do most of them evolve into a human-ish Form way too fast? I mean what is the point of a monster MC if the guy is practically just an overpowered human? Well, after like about 3 years I am kinda running out of good stories, so I'm gonna try to make one myself. It's probably gonna be pretty bad to be honest, but it has no harem so it is already better than 3/4 of novels out there. And I haven't even started yet! But to be serious now: The story is about a pretty lazy guy who reincarnates as a sloth....I haven't really planned more for now... well, good luck to me I guess. Also I am not sure if I want this to have blue screens yet... I mean they look pretty neat but personally I'm kind of sick of them. PS: If you wondered, no I am not the person that took the photo of a sloth with sunglasses...god, that dude must be living the Life...
8 217 - In Serial88 Chapters
The Girl With The Crimson Eyes
Remnya is an orphan girl with horns and a destructive power sleeping within her. Oblivious of it, she spends her days protecting her friends at the orphanage. However, when a mysterious lady adopts her, Remnya discovers how valuable her kind truly is. But now she's surrounded by people she can't trust, and monsters who will do anything to get a hold of her powers. Her friends are at risk, along with thousands of innocent lives. Remnya won't surrender. She will protect them at all costs, even if that means abandoning her own innocence and awakening the crimson monster living inside her.
8 293 - In Serial8 Chapters
Witch King
Heal the world, or die trying.All Kyr ever wanted was to become a peaceful shaman in service to the Sevenfold Empire. But when his vision quest binds his core to the ferocious crimson bear, the young shaman discovers that he must face a much more dangerous challenge than a few sick villagers. A vile corruption is spreading through the world, threatening to utterly consume it.With only his trusty war club and his wits to guide him, Kyr must contend with the Emperor's elite headhunters, treacherous outlaws, and seductive spirits to purge the infection that threatens the land.Witch King is a cultivation harem novel featuring a headstrong protagonist, deadly enemies, explicit scenes of steamy good times, and buckets of crazy action.New chapters every day!
8 194 - In Serial52 Chapters
The Man Who Walked in the Dark
Just because it can be found, doesn't mean it should. All things found, all things fixed. Jude Demarco was the best private detective Nicodemia Station had ever ignored. Detective, handyman, medic. He was a bulldog who tracked down every lead and wouldn't let go until the bloody truth died dripping in his jaws. Even if someone got hurt. Even if someone got killed. You lost it? He can find it. When a collector arrives in a private cruiser from Earth looking for a stolen painting, Demarco has to decide if a few dimes are worth dealing with the worst of the worst in Nicodemia Station. It'll pit him against crime lords, government bureaucrats, and, even worse, the Catholic Church. If there's anything folks get too passionate about, it's art and religion. No sane person would take a job that mixed the two. Then again, sometimes a person just gets desperate.
8 123 - In Serial23 Chapters
World End My Life Start WEMLS
world end my life start or WEMLS It's the story of two friends that where studying when the world changed. What well happend to them? Will they survive? Stay as friends?
8 188 - In Serial3 Chapters
Bésame Mucho (Fan Continuation)
*This is a fan-written continuation of the unfinished Spamano fanfic "Bésame Mucho" by George deValier. Please read the foreword before proceeding.Original summary:WW2 AU. Lovino Vargas only ever wanted something exciting to happen in his boring, everyday Italian village existence. He never expected war, Resistance, love, passion, treason, or a cheerful, confusing, irritatingly attractive Spanish freedom fighter.Hetalia is the property of Himaruya Hidekaz, and the Veraverse is the creation of George deValier.
8 146

