About nine meters. That was as far it could reach telekinetically. Not too much distance, but it was… the same as it had ever been. The fact that it could lift only about a kilogram at most was less than ideal. It had gotten used to incredible power. Back while it was trying to scoop the core, it was throwing around chunks of rock in excess of three hundred megagrams casually. That was in the sense of relative weight though, rather than absolute mass. While in a gravity-lacking environment, like not-this, even with its extremely limited current abilities it would be able to move things far larger than itself.

None of that helped with ripping these plants out of the ground to throw them into space.

These stalks were almost certainly the source of the dull pain it had been dealing with since showing up in this place. When it approached the edge of the path, the pain didn’t exactly increase at all, but it did snap to being more noticeable. It had been absent in the hut thing, and present everywhere else. The main difference between those two places would be the direct line of sight between plant and self. Clearly the optimal armor piece to collect first was the torso. Getting the ability to carve vast swathes of fire into everything in sight would be a huge plus on the ‘feeling less terrible’ scale. It was probably about two thirds of the way back to base relative to having played training equipment for a couple minutes.

Apparently they were going a lot faster than it thought they were. The sun had gotten past the mountain now, and was… slightly lower. That could be subjective perspective error.

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On the plus side, they were hitting rocks. Rocks meant stones, which were harder for plants to grow on than dirt. Less plants meant-

Less stable surfaces due to roots not preventing erosion, which leads to scree, which leads to it falling over and sliding down the slope again. This could be potentially problematic. There was, however, a simple solution. Asking for help.

“Hey, human. Would you mind helping me get up this mountain? I’m afraid my physical form is less than optimal for this type of terrain.”

It couldn’t see the expression on the human’s face, what with it being covered in its helmet, but they were probably figuring out how to get up the hill, particularly with additional weight.

“I would mind. Usually I just stay at the bottom to meditate. There’s no path up.”

Well that was garbage. How did it get up there in the first place then? Through punching. Right. Wait, no. There were other things up there too, it vaguely remembered. Five humanish things. If they managed to get up there, there had to be a path somewhere. It was just a matter of finding it.

“Sudo scan for upward path, project to minimap.”

That would get the helmet to display a line to follow that wasn’t going to collapse underneath their feet. Without a guide, apparently you’d have to figure it out via trial and error, or be a powerful human and jump up there.

From the direction of the village, a peal of thunder crashes. The human jerks back, probably just in surprise. It would have done that, but it’s reactions weren’t that good, and by the time it was ready to jerk backward the moment had passed. Lightning, in an area full of plants. Hopefully, it would burn them all down. Wait, no, that might lead to people dying.

Nothing to do with it though.