Chapter 106: Ore Spawns

Cursing my misfortune, as I send an important document. A document, only a few lines. Addressed to the Dagger family, it asks for access to the end portal. I have been told I can enter beforehand. But they require formal documentation to document. They have an ender letter and my address. When I receive confirmation, I will head towards the portal.

A simple, if annoying process. Now, some time to burn. I suppose I should visit the ore spawn dimension. Now, which one? The Utopia dimension from the brown ant is the safest. Thankfully, I have a small stack of each ant.

6 spawn eggs, placing 2 in emergency storage; one for an ant spawner and the other as a last resort. I have no interest in losing access to these valuable dimensions. Heading to my portal area, I place a small glass terrarium. A very cheap craft to which I spawn the brown ant within. Name tagging them to prevent any despawning risks.

Next up, check my stuff. Going through my items: Wyvern armor? Check. Food? Check. Going through everything, finding myself well stocked. It’s not a dangerous dimension, so without fear, I poke the ant. Feeling a sucking sensation, I am pulled downwards towards the terrarium. Shrinking extremely quickly before the world around me blurs like a mirage.

Stumbling to the ground, I am surrounded by lush grasslands. Towering trees overlooking the horizon; “matches the description.”

Walking in a random direction, I slowly approach one of the trees. Dwarfed by the sheer size of a large birch tree. Geometric leaves surround the tree. I make sure to collect some saplings from the mega birch.

Taking to the skies, I fly upwards. Watching as the trees continue as I fly higher. “Damn, they grow high here.”

After what felt like several hundred blocks, I spot the top of the trees. Looking around from this height, I spot a spot of gold. Flying closer, a golden tree comes into clarity. “Why does it fill me with dread?” Looking closer, I see a white figure looking up at me.

“That’s why.”

Turning around and flying away, I watch as the creature takes flight. Without a second thought I teleport away with my dislocator. Feeling nauseous from the combination of size change and dimension shifting. Still, I am not tangling with the king. Maybe in awakened draconium, not in wyvern. I would get shredded as I am now.

I will put it on the list with the Chaos guardian and Gaia guardian 3/4. At the bottom of the 3 but still on the list of world-ending dangerous.

Opting to go to a different ant dimension. I use the red ant. The same jarring sensation as I shrink and disappear. Once I feel stable, I look around. Seeing a generally normal-looking environment. More lava and hills than the average but generally normal-looking.

Turning around, I see the first oddity of this dimension – “Is that a dinosaur?!”

Looking over, I see a large reptile. Red and black, bipedal, with sharp teeth and eyes on my arse. It begins to walk foreword, then jog, and then begin sprinting. Rushing towards me at a terrifying pace. Quickly rising into the air, I dodge the rampaging beast. It attempted to bite me but missed, biting empty air as I tumbled slightly. Looking around, where did its prey go? It’s wondering.

Flying above it, I drop onto the back of its neck. Plunging my sword into its spine, severing it, and killing the beast instantly. “Perfect assassination.” Watching as the beast slowly breaks down into white particles. What was left behind? A gold nugget! “You stingy bastard, at least drop me an ingredient!” I say sourly; I imagine 1v1 these things are a menace. Also, as dumb as a bag of rocks in a red sack. I’ve seen toasters smarter. Just look at the red dwarf and its sapient toasters. “Want some toast?” “Fuck off.” “Sadness.” Loved it.

Recalling a sad but funny moment. “Want some toast?” Everyone turns to the toaster. “No, we don’t want any toast. In fact, we never want any toast. Say that again and I will *Beep.*

The toasters reply? “Want any toast?” Perfection.

Looking around, I see the occasional mob walk around. Spotting lots of caves, I have an idea. Removing and using my chunk analyzer. Looking at the machine sputter and start making a computer fan noise. Eventually, it shows a monumental list of ores. Tons of ancient dried ore spawn eggs, every ore I know of and more, and a mindboggling amount of other items I cannot identify.

“Definitely the mining dimension.” If I need anything I know where to go. Spending the next few hours mining, I recall an item. In fact, checking the Rrespawns mods item list, showed me a lot of items I forgot about.

This item is Miners Dream. A simple item that eats stone in a massive area; which is super easy to craft. Anything in Prespawn falls into 2 categories generally. Super hard to get or super easy. This falling into the latter, so I craft a stack. Dropping them like firecrackers. Watching as the stone disappears into dust. Revealing mountains of nature's bounty. Collecting over a golden bag’s worth of ancient spawn eggs alone, in unique eggs. I also gathered a lot of unknown materials, rare materials lime osmium, titanium; the lot. Grabbing mountains of osmium, being it’s a nightmare to gather. Grow it or find a sustainable source. I tend to lean on grow it. Although, this counts as sustainable.

I also found stacks of rare crystals like dark gems, coralium, and thaumcraft shards. All of which are rare in the overworld and generally a horrible pain to gather. Especially the coralium, which’s hard to gather without reality, here it’s even harder.

Knowing the usefulness of dark tanks, I gather a veritable mountain of them. With a high fortune pickaxe, I gathered enough for several lifetimes. Feeling the metaphorical weight as I fill golden bag after golden bag.

Quickly heading home. I begin to rehydrate all the ancient eggs. Not to spawn, just for convenience. It took several hours but eventually, I had a lot of spawn eggs. Everything from sheep to Kraken’s; something I am unlikely to spawn personally. But if I ever wish to destroy the world, a few kings and Kraken’s should do it.

Placing the spawn eggs away, I place the ores into an automatic furnace setup. Smelting them all while I manually process the other materials. Depositing the gems into the ME system before methodically going through the other materials. Manually smelting things like the Orespawn titanium and other such materials. I don’t actually know what I lack right now? Well, a Kontron crystal and the time stuff from that mod. But I am bottlenecked until I get that crystal.

“Felix, killing the dragon best give me a Kontron crystal.” I didn’t get a response, but I expected that.

Settling down for a short while, I enjoy some free time. The dimension-hopping having taken its toll. Just on time, I watch a familiar figure walk towards me. Cassie with a large tray of fruit, which makes me very happy.

She sets the fruit down on the table; kissing me on the cheek before motioning me to partake. To which I oblige, eating some carefully cut mangos and pineapple. She laughs lightly like a bell.

“Dad always said feed a man and he will fall for you.”

“He’s a wise man.”

“Yeah, he was.”

“Anyway, thank you for the fruit. I really needed some sugar.”

“You did look tired; what were you up to?”

“Visiting some new dimensions.” Pausing for a moment. “Not new, as in freshly made. New, as in I recently got access to them.”

“I haven’t heard of them, have I?”

“I’d be surprised if you had.”

“Go on then.” She says, with a pushing motion.

“Fine, the utopia dimension and red ant mining dimension.”

“I’ve heard whispers of the first one. Thought it was a myth.”

“No, it’s real. Real safe, a great place to build a home.”

“No dangers at all?”

“Well, one danger. But it's very easy to avoid.”

“What danger?”

“A many-headed dragon creature called The King.”

“Yeah… that sounds nasty.”

“I am surprised by how quick you accept things now.”

“I have no choice.” She says. “You literally have a castle on a floating island. It holds a massive quantity of strange things. You have proven everything you have said so far.” Biting her nail slightly. “And, I would rather not meet a many-headed monster like that. I don’t want to die.”

“Ah, that reminds me. Come with me.” I say, beckoning her to follow me. She does so curiously.

We descend into the basement, further and further. Quickly finding my obsidian bunker.

“What is this place?” She asks hesitantly.

“Life insurance.”

Her eyes going wide at the rows of clones in stasis.

“Are these… all you?”

“Yeah, all me.” Walking towards an empty shell constructor. “Come here and place your hand on this here panel.”

She does so, trusting me.

Placing her hand on it, I see the spike go through her hand like lightning. She pulls away with a scream. A slight shiver, “What the nether is that.”

“Just watch.”

She does, throwing me the occasional stink eye. Her attention is quickly glued to the glass container. Her body was constructed bit by bit in front of her eyes.

“Did… did… did… you clone me?”

“Yeah, now if you die, you have a backup.”

“You didn’t ask me first!” She says before storming off back upstairs.

“What?” Why is she upset?

Following her in utter confusion.

Quickly catching up, I see her tearing up.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I can destroy the clone if you really don’t want one. I was just scared of you dying.”

“no, it’s not that.” She says before barging past me. Leaving before I can fit a word in. Storming away in anger, a trail of water following her.

“I am so confused.” Sending a mental message to Chic, they reply with a shrug. “No help.”

Following the trail of tears, I quickly find her sitting sadly in the corner. If this was a lit-RPG I would have got the tracking skill from that.

Sitting to her side, a meters distance from the sulking woman. Not saying anything to not make it worse. After a while, she finally speaks up. “You need to ask someone before making a big choice in their stead.” Looking at me with anger.

“I am sorry. As I said, it’s life insurance.”

“Ask me next time, please.”

“Don’t worry, I will.”

Well, that surprise failed. Eyeing up the fruit on the table. “Want to join me for some more fruit?”

She shrugs, so I take her hand and walk her to the fruit. Sitting down, I begin to indulge. She eventually follows suit.

Sitting in silence, eating the massive tray of fruit.

She leaves eventually. Excusing herself to whatever activities she has to do. Looking a lot happier than moments ago. I watch as a sneaky thief descends onto the remaining fruit from a long string. Snatching up a pineapple before disappearing into the dark ceiling. “Chic, I can see you. Night vision remember?”

To which they slowly descending shame. Sitting down and returning the pineapple to me. I remove a knife and slowly remove the flesh from the skin. Slicing it up and placing it on a plate. Watching as the spider eyes the plate enviously. Giving the plate to Chic, I watch as their face lights up. Eating with such fervor, I would think them starving.

I didn’t know spiders were omnivores here, but now I do. Meat, bread, fruit, veg, they eat everything. It would be a sad life only eating meat forever. Or worse, drinking your prey. Poor earth spiders.

With a full stomach, I settle down for some light reading before bed.