Technoblade Never Dies: A New Adventure

Chapter 7 - Almighty Pickaxe

"Water is for flowers. Love is for people. The night is for sleeping!" Technoblade groaned. No, that wasn't an original line. He remembered reading it from a manga called Obaka-chan Koigatariki.

That wasn't important. What was important was his fixed sleep cycle. He was finally able to sleep at nightfall and awake just as the first sun rays hit him in the face. There was no point in wasting precious daylight, so Technoblade got to work at once. Not having to eat breakfast in the morning because of a hungry stomach felt strange. The full hunger and thirst meters meant he could not eat even if he wanted to.

Whatever. He had gotten used to being unable to eat on some days when the doctors wanted to do some medical checkups. It was a little sad that he couldn't enjoy this privilege, but there would be more days to make it happen. He wondered what it would be like to eat cooked chicken over a campfire for breakfast instead of juicy berries. Sure, the berries had a slightly sweet taste, but he missed the smoky and savoury taste of barbecued chicken.

Checking his crafting recipes, Technoblade knew that he had just about the right amount of materials to make the one tool everyone in Minecraft needed - a pickaxe.

No, some other people would think that he favoured the sword over the pickaxe, but they were wrong! There is no other tool in Minecraft more important than a pickaxe. The possibilities that a single pickaxe could provide were ENDLESS!

No, he wasn't talking about getting expensive resources from the mines. He was talking about the versatility of using a pickaxe to smash people's faces. A sword could only stab and slash. An axe would hack. But a pickaxe... a pickaxe could smash. He lost count of the kills he had when equipped with a pickaxe. They never failed him.

Every four pebbles could be turned into a single cobblestone block, and Technoblade wasn't surprised to learn he needed two sticks and three cobblestones to create a single stone pickaxe. Aftercraft wasn't too imaginative despite the variations it had from vanilla Minecraft. Making quick work of the exchange, Technoblade changed only the necessary materials into his first tool and spent the next five minutes rejoicing for no particular reason.

"Look at this pickaxe. Isn't it magnificent?" he showed his first tool off to a nearby tree he punched yesterday.

The tree did not comment about it, but it might beg the Potato Lord to have mercy if it had emotions.

Technoblade laughed with an evil glee in his eye. The first tree he tried to punch hurt him. Now that he had an almighty pickaxe, it was time for revenge!

The first strike to the tree did not hurt, and hope bloomed in Technoblade's heart. He could see the small crack in the log that he was breaking, but it wasn't big enough to break the whole log. Hence, Technoblade did what he was good at and continued at it.

After way too many hits, Technoblade finally broke one wood log, and he rejoiced at the log he obtained. However, the happiness was short-lived when he realised there wasn't an actual use for it. He could only turn one log into some planks, and those planks could only make him slabs or sticks. There wasn't much he could do with just one log. He needed more to build the temporary shelter.

Groaning, Technoblade looked at his stamina bar. The action of mining for wood did not consume much energy, even if it took a ridiculous amount of time. In fact, it might be possible that he wasn't consuming energy at all, seeing how Minecraft calculated hunger consumption based on blocks travelled by the player.

"There's no point in overthinking," he reasoned. If circumstances are favourable, one should modify one's plans, Sun Tzu."

After breaking the first log, Technoblade positioned himself strategically to minimise movements so he could confirm his theory about stamina consumption in Aftercraft. Any bug the system developer did not fix was meant to be exploited.