The next morning, I delve straight down into the cave I had just recently discovered. In a matter of minutes I had struck more iron. I mined it to obtain 14 Iron Ore. Then, out of the darkness came a hoard of zombies. As I turned to run, one of them had caught my leg, and I was swallowed into the mass. With blood pouring from my wounds, I scrambled onto my stairs. I flew to my house, ignoring the pain of my gashes. Finally, I made it up to my house and shut the entrance to my mine. *One question Amb, could I meet other players BEFORE we ALL meet???* I stuffed a pork chop into my mouth, and started to feel a bit better. I stoked the flames of my furnace and stuck the iron into it. Now, I have a total of 19 Iron Ingots in my possession, I thought as a pulled the still hot ingots out of the forge. I trotted over to my Crafting Table and made a sturdy Iron Pickaxe, a new Stone Sword, a pair of Iron Leggings, and an Iron Chestplate for good measure, still with one Iron Ingot to spare. I peeked out of my house to find the sun had set. I crawled back into safety and crafted a chest. Then, I laid down to dream about diamonds...
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