With new blueprints unlocked, and all the extra materials Gareth brought me, I had 20 biomass and 50 materials. I set about redesigning my current dungeon.
First to be changed was the moss in the middle of the floor. While I had no trouble seeing in the pitch black, apparently humans had issues with this. Natural bioluminescence, here I come!
I spread it on the ceiling and walls, and suddenly, my two-part cave was bathed in a peaceful, blue glow. It looked very nice if I do say so myself. The light was enough for someone to see by at night, and gave it the atmosphere of a mystical cave.
I also had the option of texturizing the wall. I carved a variety of different shapes and symbols on it, at random it seemed. When I looked closer, I could almost form the words to a strange song on them. Over and over, on repeat. It never ended. It went on and on, and when it appears to have finally finished, it had looped back to the front of the cave. If anyone attempted to sing it, unknowing, they'd be caught in an eternal loop. It did look pretty, flowing from one sigil to the next though.
The materials I used to create a proper bed, and dresser. I even deepened my little campfire spot, and angled the ceiling to draw smoke out of the cave. I then added a couple more liters of water to the oversized watering hole. Why not? I had the water.
Outside was a major overhaul, and I lacked biomass. I created a couple field mice to hang out in the grasses there, to hopefully lure in predators who would give energy and biomass whenever they killed my recyclable little rodents.
The plain dirt, brush and scrubby bushes reformed into berry bushes, only one of the toxic variety. I needed the biomass, ok? Don't judge me. Verdant green grass, and common flowers, grew alongside a pretty stone path leading to my home. My rules sign was placed front and center for anyone who entered my cave.
All in all, I thought it looked rather nice, for a yard of only 3 square meters.
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I spent the next three weeks alone. Sure, occasionally a small wild animal would enter my field of view, but it was nothing like my pet pig. I also learned that owls are terrifying creatures to anything smaller than my pig. In one night, a single owl caught and killed 9 of my mice. she didn't even kill them in my Dungeon, so almost no biomass or energy made its way to me.
System learned a new game called FreeCell. In week two, I deliberately insulted it, so at least I could feel something. It's called electricity. I wouldn't recommend it.
After three weeks alone, with no company, no biomass, and no energy gains, I was disheartened. Something inside me was driving for me to continue to expand, but no creatures of decent size appeared anywhere near me.
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"Ho the camp!" A deep, masculine voice called out. Too deep to be Gareth. No clue who it is. Or where they are. outside my Dungeon, at least.
Then I smelled it. Oh gods. What the hell, ever heard of a bath? Jesus Christ, you smell like the remains of a half dead skunk who's been shat on by a bear. You aren't even in my zone yet and I can smell you? That's just unfair.
"No way! Not a chance. You stay outside until you learn personal hygiene!" I screamed.
"Hahahaha, tis but a bit of musk, nothing more! Now, where ye be?" As he walked onto my stone path, I did the only thing I could think of. Dump 10 liters of water on him, and form a scrub stone, which landed on his head.