Technoblade Never Dies: A New Adventure

Chapter 29 - Glass Bottles

To brew potions, one needed a few things. The brewing stand, the potion ingredients and the bottles.

Technoblade just crafted the brewing stand and realised it was another decorative block much like his enchanting table. Instead, he now had a Microbrewery in his system tab beside the forge where he could customise his potions by sacrificing ingredients.

The cauldron beside his brewing stand was the mysterious setup requirement required for the system to magically pull water into glass bottles and brew a potion. However, Technoblade had an issue.

He had the ingredients... but not the bottles.

Why did he not have glass bottles? Simple. He did not have glass.

Why did he not have glass? Because he lived in a biome that wasn't a beach or desert. The stray pockets of sand he collected from here, and there weren't enough to make him all the bottles he wanted.

Technically, there was a small chance of fishing up bottles, and Technoblade had already found two from his fishing activities. However, he wanted to have more than that. He needed more sand for different purposes, like making glass panes for the windows and lamer aesthetic purposes. He wanted the power to craft as many glass bottles as possible at the snap of a finger. Technically the crafting workshop will do it, but it feels good not having to cancel his orders due to the lack of materials.

Either way, this won't do. Thankfully, he knew the place with a little more sand, clay, gravel and witches.

Yes, he would visit the slime. Thankfully, he already knew where one was.

"I know that killing witches is not a productive way to obtain my glass bottles," he told his horse named "Carl". Yes, he was the fastest of the lot, and honestly, Technoblade probably took the longest time trying to tame Carl, but it was all worth it.

"It won't be the most efficient way of getting glass bottles, but that's not the only reason I'm doing it," he told the stallion, who neighed on its hind legs just as Technoblade climbed onto its back, raring to go.

"Onwards!"

Carrying the supreme God of War on his back, Carl galloped like the wind across the meadow, jumping across the moat without needing Technoblade to open the fence gates.

Together, pig-man and horse raced through the grassy plains following the cobblestone trail and arrived at the swamp's edge before night fell.

"I'm going to need you to be on extra good behaviour," he told his pampered steed and fed him some sugar, patting his mane. "I'm going to build a temporary stable that I need you to stay inside, away from monsters."

Neighing in response, Technoblade assumed his prized horse understood the assignment and turned his back to build the slightly more luxurious stable with a slabbed roof, four blocks tall. He secured the entrance with trap doors because he hated hitting his head trying to get in and out of a height-limited entrance and did not want to risk his horse making out with a zombie. Skeletons could also shoot his horse if he only used fence gates. There wasn't a lot of space for Carl to dodge in his small stable. Even if he was a war horse who could trample monsters to their deaths, Technoblade wanted his horse safe without a scratch when he returned.

The stable was completed just before the moon rose, so Technoblade quickly went to fetch Carl, who had been so distracted by the grass back in the meadows.

"Oh, for crying out loud!"

Despite his complaints, Technoblade was thankful the horse had enough sense to remain in the range of his sights. Any further and Technoblade would have to put out posters for his missing stallion.