I woke up to the whirring of my Alchemy Engine. It only starts up
when I activate it, not by itself. Could someone have been in my
camp? Ensure it was nothing, maybe it was a bird that landed on the
switch, either way nothing to do about it now.
I have to start thinking long-term now. I have come to the
conclusion that this place is not ordinary and everything in it
teaches at a faster pace. Trees grow faster, berries on bushes ripen
quicker, and I have noticed nights do not last too long. I have to
prepare myself for winter, but this place has such a thing. I want
to make a device that will predict the weather, I do not know where
to start but I will make it happen.
I also needed figure out a way to make better tools. All my axes
get the job done the break way too fast and is hurting my supply. It
exported most of the north I wish to turn my attention to the east.
At the food to last me a couple days so I better get started.
I figured if I needed to build such advanced machinery I would
need advanced materials. I took notice that all of might advance
machines needed gold nuggets to make. The opted to go to my quarry
and spend some time mining. Protect as I was mining my mind
wandered.
I was tired of my tools breaking. I was thinking of a new way to
possibly reinforce my axe and pickaxe. Every idea I came up with, I
didn’t have the materials. All of a sudden my pickaxe breaks, the
sound of the snapping wood and breaking stone snapped me out of my
trance and I picked up my gold nuggets. For some reason, while I
held the gold nuggets in my hand I just stared at the shimmering
mineral. Maybe I saw some kind of hidden potential, or maybe I’m
just imagining things.
The can use the college’s got to experiment with my tools I had
to use it for my possible whether machine sun was directly above me,
and I decided to head back to camp.
When I arrived back at Camp I got to work.
I stood by my alchemy engine and let my mind wander. Like before my
mind was overflowing with thoughts and ideas. Numbers, formulas, and
blueprints all race through my head. I couldn’t focus on just one
thing I saw in my mind. Maybe it was my inventor is intuition. I do
recall, when I came to I didn’t build what I wanted to build what I
needed to build, a lightning rod. I can understand why I would need
this. It has rained a couple times since I’ve been here in the
lining to protect me and my things from getting caught on fire.
After marveling at my new creation I headed east. After traveling
along the shoreline for some time and noticed it started getting
darker. I was a torch and continued on word. While the sounds of
the night had not bothered me for some time I heard something new.
I heard the sounds of teeth grinding, bubbling sounds almost like
a hungry stomach, I knew it was close but I did not know where. For
some reason I was compelled to look on the ground as if something was
following me around my ankles. And that’s when I saw it, the hole
in the ground. This wasn’t just a normal hole, it was something
different. It had teeth and was even moving, it didn’t appear to
have a sentient mind, but I felt like it still served a purpose. It
was making the noises I was hearing, I can’t say I was scared, but
I was still nervous, if I didn’t want to investigate further.
It was turning to dusk so I decided to head back.
I make it back to camp and evaluate my item situation. I am
exhausted from the previous day, I chart my findings on my map and
I’m going to call it an early night. I want to investigate the
hole in the ground that I have more pressing issues to solve.
