The champion wanders

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Those people were ok, thought Techno as he headed back out from the windmill, carrying a crate of potatoes someone had randomly handed to him. Strange, but ok.


The piglin hybrid wandered down the dirt path, gazing upon the endless crop fields and windmills, farmer's shacks and sunflowers

It reminded him vaguely of the potato farm he had back at home, except this place was much bigger like a kingdom, and had a population besides Niki, Phil, Ranboo and the 237 dogs he had back at home.

Techno shuddered as he remembered how he had accidentally set loose all 237 at once, and they all came to him in his farm.

The cleanup had lasted weeks.

Even Niki, the tidiest of their little group, had suggested leaving the stray bits of... feces... as fertilizer.


Still, he thought.

Not bad.

He didn't feel like laying waste to this place. It would go on another day, thought the piglin hybrid.






Little did he know of the watcher from her tower.

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