Day 349: Diamonds!

Day 349: I found a pretty good sized cache of diamonds today!

It was under a vein of coal. I almost didn’t dig out the coal but then I thought I still don’t know whether the seasons here eventually change and it would not be a good idea to get myself into a situation where I couldn’t remember which of the eight bazillion abandoned dig sites I left it in.

So I dug it out, and underneath was a huge (for diamond) cache of diamond ore stuff. (It’s hammer-able which is very odd so I hesitate to call it diamond just like canned cheese food needs that “food” label at the end to remind you that it’s edible.)

So huzzah! Diamonds!

I’m going to dig around a bit more here and see if there are any more relatively close, and then it’s back to the attempts to reach the mountain.

Day 348: Still looking

Day 348:

I’ve found more of that electric red stone, some of that weird blue stone that makes my books glow purple, lots of granite, some andesite, and a bunch of duckens that followed me down here, but no diamonds yet.

Feeling a lot better so I’m pretty sure I don’ have a parasite as my understanding is parasites make you feel increasingly worse, not better. I guess those immune system stimulants they gave us were long term? Or the microbes down here are gentle? Heck, for all  I know my body just couldn’t break down the protein in the ducken meat raw.

Anyway, no diamonds, but no food poisoning. I’ll count it as a win.

Day 347: taking a bit slower today

Day 347: I’m still looking for diamonds but after yesterday’s digestive fiasco I’m kind of taking it slow.

Which is to say I’m hauling some of what I’ve collected the past few weeks back to my main headquarters so I’m in safe areas should there be more digestive malfunctions.

One does not want to have the green-apple two-step when one is surrounded by zombies is what I’m saying.

Now I’m just hoping I don’t have parasites.

Day 346: ugh

Day 346: Under absolutely no circumstances eat raw ducken.

Bad decisions were made, much washing of pants followed.

Excrement is difficult to remove from armor.

Day 345: electric rock

Day 345:

One of the forms of stone down here is this red ore-like substance that shatters into a powder when I hit it.

And then it tries to electrocute me.

No seriously, it’s like the whole rock is filled with static electricity. Like it’s some kind of naturally-occurring battery. The shocks aren’t big but they’re definitely there.

The only reason I haven’t gotten electrocuted on a regular basis is because I’m wearing leather gloves and using wooden handles on my tools.

(I probably have enough iron ore at this point to make pickaxes out of solid iron, but since I go through pickaxes pretty quickly to begin with, so my iron stores are always in jeopardy,  and now the rocks are trying to electrocute me, I’m sticking with wood.)

I might be able to do something useful with this stuff though, even if it’s a small engine that takes a long time to turn. Or maybe just see if it zaps the zombies for me. More to come when I’m out of the lava lake sauna.