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Day 781:

So there I was, minding my own business by chopping down a mountain, when suddenly a whole bunch of those murderers with the crossbows showed up again.

I’m not going to pretend they don’t have a right to be mad at me chopping this mountain down. I’d like to think that they’d be grateful, but, well, I was taught way too much Earth history to believe that even a one-person colonialist force could come to a place and wreck other people’s land and be welcome.

They legitimately have no reason to welcome me here.

But on the other hand I have no intention of dying by crossbow bolt either.

I slipped down the other side of the mountain (sometimes literally) to escape them, and now I think i’ll be spending a few days underground mining in this general direction. I still need more diamonds anyway.

Day 780:

There was a lava fall on the beach near the river and the mountain that I’m cleaning up. (Yes I know “cleaning up” is a strange euphemism for “destroying large swaths of ecological niche” but just humor me.)

I did manage to wall it in with glass.

You can see I’m making good progress on the mountain, too. Well, good progress if what you’re looking for is a hugely steep mountain side being converted into a less-steep mountain side.

I can’t even count the number of times I’ve almost fallen off the mountain out of my own carelessness.

Day 779:

While working to tear down the mountain(s) today, I discovered an underground pond. Dug right into the side of it. It was cold and wet and a bit muddy.

Also, there was a sheep in it. I don’t know how he got there or how he was staying alive, but he’s now roaming the mountains so I count my horrible zoning policies as good deeds to sheep.

Day 778:

It occurred to me while I was up on top of the mountain today that maybe being able to see back toward my home would be helpful.

But, well, you can’t actually see my house from here because the trees are in the way.

It’s still a nice view. Too bad zombies keep trying to kill me near the edges so I’m tearing it down.

Day 777:

Here’s the mountain that stands in my way of, well, everything.

Why am I so anti-mountain, you may ask?

Normally I wouldn’t be. I mean I’ve been both inside and outside of mountains, so they’re not really a threat to me. But on the other hand, this particular mountain stands between me and the village that lies — waves hand–  somewhere over there.

Plus, there’s only so tight a slope I can climb when being chased by monsters, and that particular mountain is much higher a grade than I can handle.

So don’t think of it as me removing a mountain. Think of it as me re-scaling a mountain to a safer height.

I’m going to need a lot of chests for this, for one thing.