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The Drifting Dungeon
Chapter Thirty Nine

Chapter Thirty Nine

It took another five metres of navigating that winding tunnel with the smooth bubbly rock before they found something.

In the dark tunnel filled with nothing but stone was a plant. A flower, only about two centimetres tall with flowers less than ten centimetres long. And just like the bug, this plant differed from what they had seen before.

It had a dark red, almost brown stem and leaves with transparent petals. But the very different thing was that all throughout the plant were these glowing red veins that seemed to pool at the lip of the flower.

Working quickly, the child directed the shrew to chew the plant out of the stone as it was anchored deep within it. As the shrew was quickly working, the child noticed movement, and before they could do anything, sharp claws raked into the shrew's flesh. Peeling parts of its skin off of his back.

A normally lethal wound was quickly taken care of as the child pushed a large number of golden flecks through the strings, healing the shrew. As it was healing, the child made the shrew return to their territory with the flower in hand.

The shrew swerved around the attacking blocky insect, grabbed the flower off the ground, and ran as fast as possible to the tiny portion of territory the child controlled. And like a predator running after its prey, the attacking insect ran as fast as it could after the shrew, which was not all that fast. As the shrew ran, the insect started spitting these glowing hot blobs at them.

The shrew avoided the red blobs, but it scared the shrew and interested the child as they saw the blobs melt the stone.

Even with the healing injury that the shrew sustained, they could still avoid the blobs and outrun the chasing insect behind them.

As soon as the insect entered their territory, the child took their mana strings, pierced the running insect, and made them theirs.

The insect was round, shaped like a half circle, with six legs and large sharp mandibles, and like the previous insect, the insect had bright red markings around its mouth. This is where they found a three-millimetre mana string in their mouth, the same mana string as the other insect.

With the brief inspection of their new insect over, the child turned their attention to the plant lying on the ground. They quickly made it a part of their territory and encased the insect, the shrew, and the plant in an ice bubble and brought them back up through the tunnel, through the sand, and through their iceberg into the small room where they placed the rock with the hibernating mana string and the other insect.

Just as the child was about to go back down there to see what else they could find, they noticed the wind picking up.

Curious about it, as the last time they had felt such winds were at the beginning of the storm that moored them between these five islands, the child looked around and spotted a dark and ominous-looking cloud coming in from the north.

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Coloured in shades of black and grey, it looked like a wall of storm that was going to descend on them.

It made sense, though, as the child thought about it, as there had been no adventurers going in or out of their dungeon for the last couple of hours.

But the oncoming storm made the child start to prepare for it. Who knew what was going to happen to them and their iceberg.

So the child quickly started preparing their territory and ensuring they collected everything they wanted in case they were pulled from the area. But first, they had to get everything ready.

They took the bird chamber they had initially made and expanded it a lot larger, adding more moss and creating a freshwater puddle for them to drink. Once it was made, the child-directed all of the sharp bills to fly into the room before they closed off the tunnel.

Next, they opened up the large room that they initially filled with all the shrimp and snails in the last storm and expanded it to meet with the population of creatures living in their territory but not within their dungeon. They took all of the shrimp, fish, and snails that were swimming throughout their area and closed them off in the large room.

Next, they made sure to transfer a room full of soil from the closest island into a room within their sub-dimension to ensure that they had those good soil microorganisms, not just from the old leather bag they originally made their soil out of.

The last thing the child did as the storm descended on them was to grab as much of the black bubbly, smooth stone within the chamber as they could. They grabbed large chunks, essentially clearing out the area that they could reach and what their territory touched.

They dragged the stones up into the room, where they placed all of the other creatures, plant, and stones they collected from the chamber.

With everything ready, the child waited for the storm to begin to really hit them.

They had just finished everything before the edge of the storm hit them. The wind was much harsher than the previous storm, and it started pushing them through the sand. Little by little, they began to be pushed out of their spot in the sand, getting deeper and deeper.

All it took was one of the more enormous gusts of wind to be pushed entirely out of the sand and begin floating in the ocean. And with that, the iceberg raced through the water.

Well, at least I didn't get pushed over again, thought the child as they were bashed around the five islands before they were pushed out of the islands and into the open ocean.

Their iceberg raced through the water every which way, being bashed by waves and pushed by the wind.

Soon enough, the five islands disappeared from their sight, and the child held on for the ride, hoping that they wouldn't tip over again. But their wish did not come true.

Waves, taller than their iceberg, crashed onto top of them, and they even rode a few waves. They were rolled over several times and were only righted when another wave and the wind righted them. It was very different from the last time, and the storm was a lot more harsher than the storm that got them stuck in the sand.

For days the storm raged like this before it died down.

Even though it was both a dull and nerve wracking time for the child, who was too nervous about turning their attention to building their sixth floor or investigating their new acquisitions, they did manage to snag a passing mana string.

On the third day of the storm, a bolt of lightning struck just inside the edge of their territory, and within that lightning strike was a small white mana string tinged with an almost white-purple colour that the child managed to snag from the place where the lightning struck before it made it's way back into the storm.

From the way the mana string came, the child knew that the white-purple mana string was a lightning mana string, and they were pretty happy with it and couldn't wait to play around with it.

But that was the only thing that came from the storm, other than pushing them to a new area.

As the storm slowly dissipated and calmed down, the child started looking at the area they were in. And it was very different from when they were floating with the other icebergs and stuck in the middle of the five islands.

And the child couldn't wait to see what this new area offered them.