Ben kept working, expanding the base. He laid down three blocks in width, stretching them all the way toward the gemstone mine. On the sides, he built five-block-high walls—just in case. No accidents. It also gave him some kind of basic defense, something he could expand later. As he placed another block, he let out a heavy sigh. "Ironically, this is way too similar to the games I used to play."
He had played a bunch of crafting games before. Every single one, he had the same habit—envisioning a grand, majestic base. And the result? Always disappointing. Just like now. He had a perfect plan for this place, but in the end? Just a square base clinging to the tunnel wall, hanging over molten white lava. 'One of these days, I'll redecorate.' He thought, dropping another block in place. Not today, though. That was way at the bottom of his priority list.
