"Where are we going." asked George. He saw Jone preparing shovels and pickaxes. "We're going for a mine." said Jone. "What?" George was confused. "You want to go mining?"
"Um... just digging or something." said Jone, closing the door. "Just digging." "Where?" asked George. "At the flat land, of course." Jone said. "Wht flat land?" George felt even confused. "You will know when we get there." said Jone.
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"Isn't this the place that used to be the alchemist's shop?" asked George. "Yes, it is." Jone begun to dig and said, "We are going to dig a hole at this area."
"Watch out the durability of the shovel." said George. "I will." said Jone.
George and Jone dug a deep hole until the night was approaching. They had broke two pickaxes and shovels. "Time to go home." As George spoke those words, three zombies dropped into the big hole and struck Jone.
Jone took out his iron sword and slammed the zombies. The thunderstorm had arrived while the zombies kept dropping into the hole and attacked Jone and George. George shot arrows but it just kept hitting Jone. Jone's health bar was decreasing.
He lunged at the zombies and slammed it with his sword, decreasing the durability of the sword. Instead of killing the rest of the zombies, Jone's sword broke. "You've got to be k****ng me!" He yelled.
There only weapon was the BOW AND ARROW ( singular ). Jone yelled again, he was totally vexed. When Jone was trying to figure out how to use the last arrow, George threw a potion of Healing to the vacant eyed zombie and killed all of them.
"Thats a good one." appreciated Jone. "It is good but we used fifteen emeralds to kill zombies, thats awful."
"For a emergency." whispered George. "You can trade five emeralds with ten wheats."
"WEEKS?" asked Jone. "W-H-E-A-T-S". said George. Jone hold his shovel and asked, "Where were we doing just now?" "We battle zombies, it is midnight now so we can't go back to our house unless you want to die on the streets." as George spoke these words, he heard a loud 'BANG'.
"What is it?" asked George. Jone quickly peeked outside. He asked, "What is the date?" "1st July 2016 of course." George said. "Thats it!" said Jone. "Today is the 30th anniversary of our village!"
"Are you sure?" questioned George. "A hundred percent sure." Jone said. "There will be lots of shows and food, most important, we don't afraid monsters at tonight. Iron golems are guarding at every streets."
"Good news, indeed." said George. "So let's go and join the party."
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The Underground Cavern
أدب الهواةGeorge was a **years old teenager when he and his friend, Jone, discovered a huge Minecraft Cavern. They sacrificed a lot of food and torches (I'm not kidding) to find that creepy and dangerous place. When they were exploring this cavern, they had e...
