Minecraft: Is this still the Minecraft I used to play?

Chapter 155 The First Signs of the Conflict...

Only then did they realize they were wrong.

Perhaps gods truly exist, but they should be grateful to the Shadow Sand Pool...

The only thing that has provided them with a livelihood has always been the shadowy sandpit.

But they always believed that the Shadow Sand Pool was created by the gods, without ever paying attention to the Shadow Sand Pool itself...

It's a bit too late to talk about this now; they're starting to think about remedial measures.

But then, more bad news arrived.

The ground has collapsed...

That was a large mining area that they all assumed was underground.

Due to prolonged resource depletion, the underground cavity has become large enough to support the surface.

1,346 people...

Above and below ground...

No one survived in that area...

Mining operations were abruptly halted, all mines were sealed off, and potential hazards were investigated one by one.

However, even if we investigate, it won't be completed in a day or two and then production can resume.

The mine workers, responsible for the excavation, gathered together due to the work stoppage. They knew about the massive accident, and looking at the place they had lived in for so long, they felt a mix of indescribable emotions...

Their temple's beacon beams are gradually dimming because they cannot replenish their energy in time.

Although there was still some stock, we replaced one piece every two days.

But this is still not a long-term solution...

After a long hiatus, many mining areas have resumed operations.

But by then, people had lost that passion; they were afraid that they too would suffer the same accident and die in the dark underground.

The atmosphere of unity gradually dissipated, and people began to search for their own sense of belonging.

The forgers had already gathered together because of the sinkhole incident, and the remaining two races began to follow suit.

They drove themselves to the Shadow Sand Pool and forced themselves to pray before it.

But...

Bad things always seem to happen in droves...

On the edge of the desert, defenses are beginning to crumble.

With fewer trees, it becomes difficult for plants to continue taking root here.

The trees that have already been planted are being consumed and constantly battered by storms.

Resources in the Shadow Sand Pool are dwindling, and past resources are being continuously depleted.

Productivity is starting to fall behind the rate at which people consume...

The word "life" is slowly shifting towards "survival," as the environment becomes increasingly harsh.

The dispute has just begun.

That was by the Shadow Sand Pool, where people began to argue about the area where they lived.

Just as the jungle belonged to the Covenantors, the plains to the Order of Life, and the windswept grasslands to the Wetti, the three parties divided their territories.

That text appeared.

That is, that prophecy...

The Shadow Sand Pool had become extremely dark by then, and when that text appeared, it was the brightest Shadow Sand Pool that generation had ever seen.

After that, the Shadow Sand Pool could no longer emit any light.

After the argument ended, people seemed to realize they had gone too far when they saw those words.

However, the living area has already been determined and cannot be changed arbitrarily.

They are arguing here so that the shadowy sand pool can serve as their witness.

Now, words spoken are like water spilled; they cannot be taken back.

At first, people were hoping that the Shadow Sand Pool could come back to life and provide them with survival supplies.

but...

As time went on, and the Shadow Sand Pool remained completely still, they began to feel disappointed and gradually left the area around the Shadow Sand Pool.

And those once glorious temples gradually fell into disuse, fading into obscurity along with the Shadow Sand Pool.

The three communities are relatively dispersed, and each community has a large number of people.

At first, they would interact with each other, bringing each other things that the other group didn't have.

They also worked together to prevent desert encroachment and planted trees along the border.

But... it was fine at first.

Everyone has resources left over from before the world split, but after these resources are consumed, they can only start using the resources within their own region.

But, as the prophecy foretold, survival is a problem.

Behind them, there was no longer a sandpit capable of spewing out supplies at any time...

Travel has been forced to decrease due to difficulties in survival.

At that time, people still lived on the ground.

Although the wind was stronger, it was still possible to survive.

until...

The desert breached the defenses, and friction arose among the people.

In order to survive, some people have started to resort to any means necessary.

Surprise attack...

From a small scale to a large scale.

The conflict escalated into war.

The walls kept getting higher, gradually shrinking their living space.

To resist, to attack.

A tripartite balance of power has led to constant infighting.

Both above and below ground are being silently eroded.

People no longer dig holes unless absolutely necessary, but this cannot stop the invasion from the ground.

People watched the casualties and tried to negotiate peace.

Looking outwards, at those deserts...

It worked, but not enough.

Humans, once they experience the benefits of plunder, almost never stop.

With plants becoming increasingly scarce, they had to think of new methods.

Fangxu Life stepped forward once again.

They turned their attention inward and began to study themselves.

Yes, mechanization.

This was their first step.

Although the world was barren at that time, there was still a way to survive.

In comparison, the Fangxu Lifeform would require less resources to mechanize its body parts.

The plains are inherently more barren, and they had no choice but to attack themselves.

The wind... is starting to become harder to stop.

Hiding was a good method, so they began to turn their attention underground.

Those former mining areas have many hollows, which are perfect for storing items.

Otherwise, the losses from each storm would be too much for them to bear.

The conflict continues, but people have done their best to minimize the harm.

Plants undergo changes to adapt to storms...

This period of time is very long.

They still held onto hope; the person foretold in the prophecy should arrive soon, and they just needed to wait...

The soil is becoming too barren to grow anything, and the reduced grain production has once again plunged people into anxiety.

What to do?

Their attention was forced to turn to other areas.

As long as our own people survive, they shouldn't blame us...

Compared to the past, people feel that this time, it is the real war.

24,579 people...

hunger...

A topic we can't escape.

food...

Where can we get food?

They need to fill their stomachs...

Everything that is all-encompassing, everything that is used, everything that is done, and nothing that is fearless...

Life, oh, survival...

After the battle, people took a break.

But the world will not stop because of this.

The obsession with food and the resentment towards war—these emotions nourished the souls of the dead.

They rose from the darkness and found their bodies again.

The bodies had been left there for too long, and perhaps due to hunger, their faces were devoid of any color, a pale, unhealthy complexion.

The husk appeared.

During wartime, no one hesitates.

But faced with these "people" who had come back from the dead, they hesitated.

They left when the sun rose.

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