Prevail- Hermitcraft

Chapter 4

BdoubleO100: U ready?

GoodTimeWithScar: Yeah be there soon

Scar had done some end busting the tiger day shulker boxes the other day when he first met up with Bdubs. He had also spent some time grinding grass.

He used his pickaxe to break two shulker boxes mixed into his chest monster. He threw the purple portable chests into his inventory and moved some rockets into his hot bar.

Fumbling with the candy cane cylinders, he launched into the sky. The world flew past him as he quickly made his way to town hall. The mayor approached the building faster than he meant to and went face first into the diamond throne.

He heard a laugher from above him and he used his hands to push himself off the pile of riches. He looked up to see his assistant leaning on the railing of the second floor.

Bdubs was covered in dust and his dark hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat. His arms were scraped and there was a large bandage on his cheek.

"What happened to you? Building accident?"

The short(er) male grumbled, "I was building some more houses around my base and when I was building one of the walls, a creeper snuck up on me and exploded it. I fell into the ditch and was assaulted by gravel."

It was Scar's turn to laugh, "And here I thought I was the clumsy one." Bdubs rolled his eyes as his smile widened, "Says the person who just crashed into a diamond throne."

Before he could retaliate, Bdubs clapped his hands together, "So, should we start?"

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Man, Impulse would've been helpful right about now. They needed a shovel boy.

It was quite a task turning the shopping district green, literally. The two had worked to mine out every mycelium block they could. Even with fully enchanted diamond shovels it took forever. Mycelium was.. different from most other blocks and items.

It was squishy and would hold onto shovels. A person would have to work really hard to pull the tool out only to have to do it again. The fungus on top would move and, frankly, it disgusted Scar.

This block had absolutely no purpose. It was ugly, hard to mine, and hard to find for absolutely no reason. He was sure everyone would be glad that it was gone.

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Where the fuck had the mycelium gone.

Grian stood at the top of the Barge looking over the now green mooshroom island. In his shock he failed to notice that even after paying for the land, he now had to pay for the shop itself. The hermit was terrified. The mycelium kept them away.

He was safe in the shopping district.

Was.

He isn't now.

Oh right, mayoral proposal. Scar did this because that's why people voted for him. He glided down to the back of the Barge. It was near his shop, close enough to settle his nerves while he was there. Looking around, Grian dug up some grass and laid out some mycelium that he had lying around in one of his shulker boxes.

"What if people ask questions?" He thought out loud. That wouldn't be good, how would he explain the random patch of mycelium right at the back of the Barge. He put down a sign and sketched the words, "Mycelium Resistance. We shall reclaim this land!"

With that out of the way, he flew back to his base. It was getting dark and he had spent a day in the villager conversion center thingy. As sick as he was of being in a small space, he was too tired to really care. Sleeping outside would've been too dangerous..unless...

Grian grabbed an extra bed, some oak planks, an armour stand, a chest, and some shears. He flew up to the top of the jungle trees and landed on one of the thicker branches at the top. He laid down some planks connected to the tree and the branch. He had constructed a five by five area for him to work with. A bed in the center, armour stand at the top, chest at the foot of the bed. He used the shears to remove the leaves in a three by three square around his makeshift room.

He pulled off his armour and carefully placed it on the armour stand, along with his elytra. His entire inventory was thrown into the chest he had set down. He slipped underneath the covers and gave a small sigh as he sunk into the mattress. He opened his eyes and looked up as he saw the stars. The stars twinkled and the moon shone down, casting a white light over the jungle.

Phantoms flew in the air, circling a certain tower base that could only belong to the sleep deprived admin of their server. He also saw a different pair of wings, elytra wings, fly into the tower. It had to be Keralis. The phantoms were already there before the figure had arrived and Keralis kept Xisuma in check.