《ES Organic Dungeon》I will Overcome this Pain
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The great one gave us a gift of intelligence and sapiency. Yet this miracle took a toll on our great master. I was the only one who could feast on mana but my children didn’t use it as a way to survive, no they quickly evolved on their own and became queens such as myself. Sadly their newly found intelligence and different adaptations to slightly different situations became the sole reason for war. Their insatiable hunger and unsustainable expansion killed most of the sacred plants. When I felt the situation couldn’t get worse the master awoke and a powerful flare of mana killed or cripled most of the greedy ants.
Excerpt from first verse of Holy Book of Organic Dungeon.
The situation was shitty at best. First of all, the plants were dying rapidly due to the absurd expansion of the Zodarii. The napkins thankfully didn’t really contribute to the destruction, on the other hand those creatures evolved in such a way that they could now serve as floating platforms for small plantlife.
I panicked when I saw a bunch of traitorous Zodarii climbing on my crystal and seemingly looking for a way to break it. My panic attack made me almost black out again. Apparently I subconsciously made a fail safe in each of my monsters so when I panicked I spent a giant amount of mana that basically killed the traitors and anything near that state.
Well at least I have a lot of fertilizer for my plants. I wonder what kin.. I didn’t get to finish that sentence because the earth around me shook violently and a big chunk of metal broke through the ceiling. The piece was as big as my crystal squared. Oh and what’s this?
Looks like this piece of metal was some kind of telecommunication satellite that impacted what looks like a bunch of school supplies. Finally I got a reference for what a centimeter looks like with my height and perspective.
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My crystal core is about 5 cm in diameter, the cavern I was currently in was about 10 square meters and the biggest gap between ceiling and the floor was about 1 meter the shortest open air one was about 23 centimeters.[1]
The edge of my cave forms a circle around my core, it’s not a perfect circle mind you there is a bunch of small and big cracks here and there giving this place an old and overgrown man cave vibe.
Done, with my measurements, I ordered my loyal servants to pick up the rocks I will give them in a minute, to carefully, using minimal force disassemble the satellite. God I hope the electronics inside are only slightly broken otherwise I won’t be able to scale up rapidly the production base of Zodarii.
The rocks I gave out looked more or less like screwdrivers and wrenches which were scaled down for insects to use. With making a lot of those I discovered that I can bend my mana thread basically allowing me to cut stone in a very specific shape faster.
While the servants were disassembling I was spreading all my plants that evolved during my sleep and their unevolved counterparts through the dungeon. The stone-eater shroom burrowed almost up to the surface where It just sat and absorbed heat. Seeing that It was content I left it alone but before that I scanned It and made a bunch of small spores that will later become my drilling corp.
Anyway seeding the whole dungeon took almost a whole day, which now I could tell by looking at the sun rays beaming through the hole the satellite made. Speaking off the satellite was based on a crystal like hard drive which was shattered and every other piece of electronics was fried. Great! But wait theoretically speaking I’m a crystal dungeon core and this satellite has also a broken core that clearly worked as a processor or hard drive. So what would happen If I made my servants take it out and place small chunks near me?
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This was my dumbest or most brilliant idea I ever had, depending how you look at it. Well, I managed to full absorb the crystal core or what was left of it but what came next was so fucking hurtfull I almost immediately blacked out. During this short period of time I ordered all of my servants to hibernate and feed on mana. Fucking hell why I can’t have a normall fucking d..
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