Day 262: Blocked lakes and what’s below

Day 262:

I used the glass blocks I made with the extra sand a few days ago to block up the source of the lava.

Below I found a giant cache of all kinds of different kinds of ore in a relatively large cavern.

So you know what I’m doing. I’m digging it all out.

And it must go somewhere because the zombies are thick as thieves down there.

Day 261: I’m betting it’s a Tuesday

Day 261:

Blithely building out this tunnel’s structure so it doesn’t collapse on me (see previous rant on not being crushed by simultaneous pressure from two bodies of water) when I almost fell into a lava chamber below the floor of where I was digging.

So I said flock this and went back to bed.

I can deal with lava lakes tomorrow.

Day 260, sort of continue

Day 260:

Had a short nap but couldn’t sleep well, so I went back out to the mine with fresh supplies.

This time I managed to make it all the way back out to one of my existing chambers, so I now have a “safe” passageway from the far western cave to my home.

“Safe” in this case means I still got jumped by a surprise zombie because there are apparently branches to the cave and I have malicious neighbors.

And it’s good that I accomplished that feat, because when I broke through, it was the middle of the night. Had I tried to go an overland route home I would have been mauled for sure.

The caves are both further away than I expected and not as far, both deeper than I expected but not as deep (much fewer caverns so far).

So that’s a thing to go back out and reshape tomorrow and moving forward, so it’s a proper safe and established tunnel with walls and a solid floor. And fewer zombies.

259: A day and a night

Day 259:

I woke up in the morning to find the house surrounded by exploding giraffe-corgis, so that was exciting. I still don’t understand why they target me but leave my cows, pigs, and duckens alone.

Went out to the mining site all the more determined to dig a safe way out that direction. Didn’t see any more sheep but did take out a few more giraffe-corgis. I don’t know why they swarm, and I’m no biologist; I’m not going to pretend I can reach a point where I understand their behavior.

I dug the rest of the day. In fact, I dug for so long that when I came back out of the mine, the sun was coming up.

So I guess technically this post is for all of Day 259 and a smidge of Day 260.

But I’m tired now so I’m going to go get some sleep and then see what the rest of Day 260 brings.

258: digging toward home

Day 258:

I’m doing exactly what I said I would do yesterday: digging from the cave I found toward the house so that I have a safe way to move back and forth, and maybe can even do some night mining.

My biggest worry with this plan is the geography: there’s a sea to the north and what appears to be a freshwater river to the right.

I talked a long time ago about how it’s against my ethics to allow the two to mix because of something I do.

It’s also important to note that a solid stone structure between the two holds up quite well, and this is what geologic evolution provided in this location. But should some idiot miner come through and remove most of the stone, well, there’s no good reason why the structure should continue to separate the two.

So I’m being very careful to reinforce what I’m digging where I can and I’m hoping I don’t get soaked by this adventure.

This wool had better be worth it. 27