The system's new quest pinged in my mind like an annoying reminder I couldn't ignore.
[SYSTEM MESSAGE]
Quest: Build a Base of Operations.
Objective: Establish a defensible shelter for your group.
Reward: Skill Upgrade (Spore Manipulation) and Resource Cache.
A base of operations sounded great in theory, but I glanced around at my so-called "team" and immediately questioned my life choices....(¬_¬)ﾉ
Grumpy was trying to intimidate a goblin into giving up a bigger share of food, while the goblin leader was busy plotting something—probably involving revenge. The rest of the goblins and ogres weren't exactly the cooperative types either.
"Right," I muttered, rubbing my temples. "This'll be easy."⊂((・▽・))⊃
"Listen up!" I called, climbing onto a rock to address the group. "We need to build a base."
Everyone stopped what they were doing to stare at me.
Grumpy snorted. "A base? For what?"
"For survival," I said, crossing my arms. "Or do you enjoy sleeping in a damp cave and eating questionable meat?"
One of the goblins raised a hand. "Technically, it's not that damp—"
"Not the point," I interrupted.
The goblin leader tilted his head, looking intrigued. "And what's in it for us?"
"A secure place to live, better resources, and maybe not dying the next time a troll shows up." I paused for effect. "Also, if we succeed, I'll share a....reward."
The mention of rewards got their attention. Grumpy scratched his chin, clearly debating whether it was worth the effort.
Finally, he grunted. "Fine. But I'm not doing all the work."
"Wouldn't dream of it," I said, flashing a grin.
The first challenge was finding a good location. The cave was fine for now, but it was too small and too exposed.
After some arguing, we settled on a nearby clearing. It was elevated, had a water source, and was surrounded by dense trees for natural defense.
"Perfect," I said, surveying the area. "Now we just need to turn this into a fortress."
Grumpy groaned. "You say that like it's easy."
"It'll be a team effort," I said cheerfully, clapping him on the back. "Don't worry, I have a plan."
Next step: start building (or Try to, Anyway)
Building with a group of ogres and goblins was like trying to herd cats—if the cats were oversized and prone to violence.
"Cut those trees down," I instructed, pointing to a cluster of sturdy-looking oaks.
Grumpy picked up a tree like it was a twig and snapped it in half. The goblins, meanwhile, started chipping away with tiny stone tools.
"Okay, good start," I said, trying to stay optimistic.
Next, we needed a perimeter. I had the goblins weave thick vines into a rudimentary fence while the ogres hammered stakes into the ground.
One of the goblins accidentally tied himself up in the vines, earning laughter from the ogres.
"Focus, people!" I called, resisting the urge to facepalm.
While the others worked, I decided to test my Spore Manipulation skill again.
"Let's see if I can make a defensive barrier," I muttered, concentrating on creating a wall of spores.
The result was… explosive.
A thick cloud of glowing spores burst out, coating everything—and everyone—in a fine golden dust.
"Boss!" one of the goblins yelled, coughing. "What the heck was that?!"
"Oops," I said, trying not to laugh as Grumpy sneezed loudly, sending a nearby goblin flying.
The goblin leader wiped glowing dust off his face. "Maybe save the experiments for later."
"Noted," I said, grinning sheepishly.
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By the end of the day, we had the beginnings of a fence, a pile of wood, and a lot of very tired goblins.
"This is going to take forever," Grumpy complained, flopping onto the ground.
"Rome wasn't built in a day," I said, sitting down beside him.
"What's Rome?"
"Never mind."
The goblin leader plopped down on my other side. "I'll admit, this isn't the worst idea you've had. But we're gonna need more help if we want to finish this before we all die of old age."
He had a point.
"Alright," I said, standing up. "Tomorrow, we're recruiting."
Grumpy raised an eyebrow. "Recruiting who?"
"Anyone willing to work," I said with a grin. "Or anyone we can bribe."
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That night, I sat by the fire, staring at the half-finished fence and the pile of wood that would one day become walls. It wasn't much, but it was a start.
The system chimed softly in my mind:
[SYSTEM MESSAGE]
Progress: 10% Complete.
"Only 90% to go," I muttered, shaking my head.
The forest was quiet, the stars overhead twinkling like distant dreams. Despite the challenges, I couldn't help but feel a spark of excitement.
This wasn't just about building a base—it was about building something bigger. A home, a team, maybe even a community.
"Alright, world," I whispered, clutching the Boss Relic Shard in my pocket. "Let's see what you've got."