I wipe the sweat off my forehead as I explore the Nether once again. Why do I explore the nether once again, you may ask? Well, I want to search for Piglin. I am currently wearing full gold armor because I am afraid that they will attack me if I use only one of them.
This is real life, after all.
I've already found them in the past, but I take a U-turn when I see them. What? I don't want to mess with them. Even in the game, fighting them is not a wise decision.
Sadly for me, it looks like they have already migrated somewhere.
The last time I saw them, they were going to the east of the portal to the overworld. I go to the north if I want to visit the Nether Fortress. I don't know what kind of biome is in the west, but I have a feeling it is nothing but lava down there.
I shake my head and continue my journey. I take out my diamond sword when I see a giant floating head in the distance, and when a massive fireball flies toward me, I swing it when it reaches my reach.
I watch as the fireball flies back and hits the floating head.
"Tch."
I click my tongue when I see the Ghast does not die from a single hit from its own fireball. I take out my bow and release a hail of arrows at the moving ghast. After my arrows hit it three times, the Ghast is dead.
I release a sigh and continue my journey. After another half an hour of journey, I arrived at the Basalt Deltas. A place full of black stones and basalt that creates a mini hill made of those things.
The place itself is not a problem. The problem is the enemies that love to stay in this place.
I shake my head and continue to go east. I walk across a narrow path that will take me across a giant lava river. I slowly walk through the path but freeze when I feel the ground start to shake.
"Shit! I knew it!"
I curse, turn around, and run as fast as possible. When I reach the starting path, I turn around to see a massive Magma Cube. They are slime but made of magma. It jumps to the land, dripping magma to the ground.
With a loud splatter, it lunges at me. I roll to the side, barely avoiding the burning mass as it crashes onto the ledge. I quickly change my armor set into my full diamond armor. I quickly swing my sword, slicing it into its gooey body, but instead of dying, the creature splits into smaller versions of itself.
I slash, spin, and hack away at them, my diamond armor protecting me from the occasional splashes of lava but not from the strong impact of them crashing their bodies against mine. With every strike, they split further until only tiny, harmless remnants bounce around my feet. I crush them beneath my boots and move on, sweat trickling down my brow.
"Ouch!"
I wince as a small amount of lava manages to enter the unprotected part of my body. I quickly change my armor to make the lava disappear.
I shake my head and continue my journey. Unfortunately for me, I need to defeat two more Magma Cubes before I arrive in the next biome, Soul Sand Valley. I also hate this place. The sand is creepy, and I hear a distant scream of people coming from underneath me each time I step on it.
I run through the biome and kill any skeletons spawned in this area.
After fifteen minutes of running, I arrived at my destination.
"Crimson Forest. Perfect"
I create a staircase to the Crimson Forest, and when I arrive there, I blink for a moment because I see a literal city instead of just a bunch of Piglins roaming this area. When I arrive in the area, they look at me curiously but do not attack me.
I slowly approach them, and I can see the Piglins, scattered around their settlement, halt their movements as I approach, their small beady eyes watching me intently.
I remove nine gold ingots from my inventory when I am close enough but still far away. I put them on the ground.
I can hear one of the screams when it sees the gold ingot. I almost take out my sword but manage to hold back. Then, as if triggered by an unseen signal, they rush forward and scramble to grab the gold.
Each of them snatches an ingot, running their fingers over the metal, their guttural snorts filling the air with excitement.
One by one, they turn and hurry back toward their base—a collection of makeshift wooden structures, crude stone huts, and scattered chests. I can hear them snorting excitedly, even from here.
After a few seconds, they return with all kinds of items in their hands. They throw them at me, and I smile a little because I get some good items from them. I receive a stack of spectral arrows, a stack of Nether Quartz, a stack of obsidian, a stack of Nether Brick, an Ender Pearl, and a stack of Strings.
The barter is a bit different than in the game, but I am not complaining. What I come here for is the Obsidian.
I want to create a foundation for my new palace on top of Obsidian. I want my castle to be the best, and unlike obsidian in real life, which is rather brittle and easy to destroy, this one is very hard to destroy and has a very high blast resistance.
What? I want my palace to be immune to any explosion. So when people put explosives on the cliff underneath my palace, hoping for it to be down, it will not work. I have a wild imagination.
I snap from my thoughts when I hear an excited snort from the Piglins. The Piglins stare at me with eager eyes, their fingers twitching as they grunt and snort in anticipation.
They want more gold.
I grin and take out my ender chest, which is full of shulker and gold blocks. I take one of the shulkers and convert the gold block into gold ingots.
"Here! Take as much as you want! I have tons of them! Give me all the loot, baby!"
Instead of snorting in anger, the Piglins snort in excitement as if they know what I am saying to them.
"We will have a great relationship, partner."