293 7.21 Miners Ahead Of Us...?! (2/2)
”How about trees? Yesterday I fell one and it gave me some logs, sticks and leaves. The leaves can be used as food for the silkworms but would it be worth something to sell? I'm not too fancy with worms...especially those hairy ones.”
”Logs can be made into defensive walls, while it also can be turned into planks for making wall panelling, flooring and staircase. The sticks, however, could be made into firewood, handles of weapons or tools. Leaves can be used to trade with other adventurers. It all depends on whether they wanted to buy then from you or not.”
”Hii...hii...hii...Now I understand. So whatever resources it drops I just grab it and then once my slots are full, I ask you again for your advice...”
”Then why do you ask me all this for...?!”
”Just to keep the conversation flowing and keep me company...hii...hii...hii...there's too much information and I am not Spongebob Squarepants...where I can afford to much information just by soaking in it...!!”
”By the way, are we there yet? There seem to be people heading to the mines ahead.”
”Yes...we are definitely nearing a mine here. Wait...the mounds seemed higher than the miners...is my eyes playing tricks or the mines itself looked like a small hill?”
We hid behind some boulders and the 7 miners who were entering a diamond mine shaft were singing and whistling merrily as they trudged on. This is what we heard them sing:
”Just whistle while you work
Put on that grin and start right in to whistle loud and long
Just hum a merry tune
Just do your best and take a rest and sing yourself a song
When there's too much to do
Don't let it bother you, forget your troubles,
Try to be just like a cheerful chick-a-dee
And whistle while you work
Come on get smart, tune up and start
To whistle while you work.”
We got a closer look at those miners and they were childlike but some of them had beards. All wore clothes that were either too big for them and seemed to drag over the ground and everyone had a pickaxe thrown over their shoulders.
”They looked like small people to me...are they mining at the same spot as us?”
”They're dwarfs...and there's 7 of them. None of them was carrying weapons. Hope they do not mine the same spot. Furthermore, these iron mines would respawn every 5 minutes so we wouldn't have to worry so much.”
”Robin...I thought this is not some fancy pants medieval English fantasy game and how could these mines respawn again?”
”This is my novel, lah girl...Anything could happen here...at least we have some originality...look...even our best weapons and tool are made from steel and not some obsidian legendary kind of materials.”
”Hii...hii...hii...true true...So what do you suggest we do now?”
”We just sit here and observe first. Let me think of something...”