The physicist walks over to the location of the magnetite vein, and starts to use his flint pickaxe to mine at the ground.
Utilizing the cobblestone he got, he swiftly crafts a stone hammer, an item he had stumbled upon while browsing through the akashic book. It was a mining item that allowed its user to mine a 3x3x1 area before, below, or above them.
Using the cobblestone and some flint he acquired, the physicist crafts a few furnaces, using them to burn some logs into charcoal, and then using that charcoal to make torches.
He dusts his hands off, and places them at his hips, admiring his work. "mmmmhmmm that felt good. These logs sure do take a helluva long time to smelt though." he smiled. "well then let's get started on that mine shall we!"
The physicist constructs a quick, small cabin out of wood planks and logs to function as the entrance to the mines, and starts to dig a spiral staircase downward.
"AH finally, Magnetite." He mined it up joyfully, following the ore vein, careful not to let any ore pass by, and making sure to torch the area he traversed to ensure that no mobs spawned-though he still didn't quite understand how that worked.
an hour passed, and the physicist now has a regular chest full of cobblestone, and approximately 5 stacks of magnetite alongside 2 stacks of vanadium magnetite.
He then sets up an array of five charcoal furnaces to let them cook his iron for him while he slept the night away.
"Goodness." He sighed loudly. "That was a shit ton of work that I kinda actually liked to do, but wwooahh I'm gonna be sore tomorrow. Speaking of..." He looked toward the entrance of the mine. The sun was going down. It was the end of his first full day in the world of his past, present, and future. And how did he feel about it?
Hungry.
It's only natural-after the excitement inevitably wore off, hunger became evident, and the threat of starvation made its presence very very clear.
"Well I suppose I should go hunting...protein is important, and it's hard to get all necessary nutrients through foraging." he murmured to himself, as if somehow justifying the act.
he surfaced, and estimated that he had about 2 hours to hunt for some food before he had to head home to pass the night.
A chicken wandered before the physicist, its clueless eyes looking directly into his-neither it, not its ancestors had any natural enemies in these areas, no these chickens were utterly defenseless.
The physicist squeezed his eyes shut and with a strong downward swing of his flint hatched, the chicken was decapitated. As it dropped dead on the ground, it disappeared in a puff of white smoke and left behind some feathers and some raw chicken.
"That didn't feel too great... but it's good that I won't be going hungry tonight."
Two more chickens wandered toward him, and he slaughtered them with much less moral quandaries. Not seeing blood after stabbing it made it seem less real and more acceptable to him, though deep within he understood his actions, he also knew it was no different from his blatant consumerism in the previous world.
he quickly shook off these thoughts. "DT-018, direct me back to base camp please."
"Yes." replies the monotone voice.
The physicist slept that day 3 whole chicken heavier.
Morning came and the physicist woke to the groans of zombies and the clatters of skeletons amongst the clucking of chickens and the strange buzzes and hums of an enderman.
"Oh dear..." That's right, our physicist had completely neglected to make any weapons of better quality than his flint hatchet. "I suppose I'll either have to wait till they burn or dig a tunnel to the mines....DT-018, point me in the direction of the mines."
"Yes."
An arrow appears in his eyes, pointing the direction of the mines. "Good, let's start digging a tunnel there for emergencies. Hopefully it doesn't cave in or something." he shuddered at the thought, but assured himself that even if the world had proper physics, the tunnel would still be a very stable one.
Getting out of his bed, the physicist winced. Just as he had predicted, he was sore all over from his previous day of work. "Goodness this is gonna take some time to get used to..."
With the assistance of DT-018, making the tunnel wasn't too hard for our physicist. A mere hour had passed before he broke through the wall of the main room of his mines-a room dimly lit by a few torches and the fading embers in five furnaces.
He smiles. "Let's get into the iron age shall we!" He shrugs his shoulders and cracks his neck before he gets started crafting his new set of tools. Unfortunately, it seemed that tinkering with materials above stone was a different process when compared to minecraft.
The physicist had to use a crafting hammer to make plates of iron, then use those plates of iron to make a file to make rods of iron, and then make a saw to craft bolts of iron and so on.
Toward the end of this somewhat long process, the physicist ended up with A iron crafting hammer, an iron file, an iron saw, an iron screwdriver, and an iron wrench.
"whew ONWARDD haha~" he let out a trailing laugh while making a mining hammer, a medium sized tactical sword of sorts, and a hatchet to top it off.
He also ended up converting a whole stack of iron into plates to use for armor, which ended up being incredibly heavy. The physicist decided he would only ever wear it when he was on excursions outside or in dangerous situations.
"Iron does seem far more easily malleable in this world hmm." he commented. "well regardless, this is enough lazing around, let's go on an adventure! Let's explore this new world we now call home!" Sparks seem to fly within his eyes, which brighten in a way they never did when he was on earth.
Looking carefully at our physicist i was also evident that his former tiredness was also gone. Though he was considerably more dirty, and his clothes more worn and torn from his constant working, his eyes revealed a sort of infectious, unbridled joy.
With some makeshift clips and sewing needles along with some wool he combined his many pocketed lab coat with his chestplate before he head out into the world.
"DT-018, set course southward" he said, with an unconscious grin on his face.