Day 690
As predicted, the cliff is full of ore, which is fantastic! I’m going to be so rich if I ever get off this rock. And if I don’t get off this rock I’m going to be so secure, because granite takes a blast from an exploding giraffe-corgi like nobody’s business.
So it’s a win-win except for the part where I’ve been abandoned by the human race to a rock full of monsters and murderers, had to reinvent all my own technology (and have reached about the bronze age, and not well. I still fail at pancakes.), and have been shot at more times than I can count.
Yeah. Win-win.
At least there are no taxes?
And lots of ore.