I had another night with a lot of time to think.

There seemed to be 3 things going on at the same time.

For one, the rats below were just endlessly respawning, and the few ants I kept were getting stoned and overwelmed.

Without my full attention, I am clearly unable to do anything about that.

Then, secondly, I had my fungi that were acting up. My farming skill seemed to approve of what was going on here.

Personally I still felt conflicted about that massive fungi tree that seemed to be moving about.

I'm not even sure if it's my creature, even if it does not seem to be hostile.

He just walks around to tug his new, smaller brothers in a pile of the glowing green moss. Then it walked around the non swaying fungi, and build a nice little climbing frame for them to grow on.

As long as I put my (Blade ant) in between my crystal and the walking shroom, I could ignore it.

If I have to deal with it, better to do it will my full army.

Speaking of a full army, that's where my final and third major event is happening right now.

As my army of ants is returning from lilmbo right now, meaning I should have an invation of water any second now.

Why am I getting 'visited' by the 5 elements anyway? Is it just to unlock their class?

The pile of boxes that's pulsing one by one seems to suggest something else is going on.

For now I can only watch as the blue robes are gathering in front of my door.

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This dungeon was nothing like the proud one we had in my water village.

Barely anything was in the baby dungeon. These normal ants are only good for [Farmers] and [Dancer]'s or the like. And the bigger onces are just horrible for us. The lack of blood makes it way to hard to freeze them for the apprentices, and the blades all around make them to hard do dance around.

At least we were able to exchange the thick warm robes for the more agile armor.

This cave was 'only' toasty, unlike the blistering heat of outside.

Seeing everyrhing is prepaird, I gave the signal to start.

"Listen up, I will lay a cover of mist, we follow the plan."

As the ants rushed towards our group, they got showerded in sea urchins's needles and harpoons.

Harpoons are not quite made for animals so weak, and the citine is blocking most of the needles, but it is what it is.

Under the mist, I sent in the onces that could still feel their surroundings through the mist. Their shark teeth and dual metal swords with piranha teeth should cut straight through the small onces.

With insects this graceless, they were safe as soon as they danced past the first bite.

Clearly the few sea urchins's needles that did hit were taking effect and slowing them down.

I felt confident when I let Liv run in. Immediatly she spearing her tiny opponent, her leg bitten through. I was proud of her, she seemed to have found a way to heal that leg, the mandible falling out from the healing. She even moved on the heal the blade dancers.

Then I looked at Rune, but as expected he could not quite grasp the ant. In the end a few tiny spears of water were formed to hold of the biggest (Blade ant). The lack of water, blood, space all making this difficult.

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The many tinybullets of water were digging tiny holes in the softer moss and fungi around. The chitin plate however held on for now. With every cantine of water we threw in there, more and more water turned the fight in Rune's favour.

The help will hamper his start, but it was finally done. Only the excitement remained.

Looking over the dispersing mist and fungi spores, it did however not calm down as expected.

Under that cloud of spores, I could hear something slowly stomping it's way towards us.

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Just like the past few days, I was getting utterly destroyed.

At least my farms are not on fire, but my fungi got quite a few holes in them.

And I wasn't the only one who noticed that,

the big tree of a fungi turned around as soon as the spore cloud reached him.

Noticing the slow, but hurried stomps I could only watch how it got riddelded with tiny needles.

Unlike my ants, it did not seem to care about those and continued unflinchingly.

The boy in the front was barely able to dodge, or rather he dodged without effort but fell over from the shock.

A mushy hand rose to the air and went downwards, towards the prone boy.

Expecting nothing different, I saw how it left it's back wide open to the bladedancers,

a cut going from it's belly all the way up to it's hood.

Woosh, that's when everyone froze, all the dancing bladewielders, the boy on the ground, the girl that was healing.

Everyone just stood there with a dazed look on it's face.

Another blow went for the boy sitting on the ground, it's arm turnign blue in the process.

And then ... nothing ... it just kept stading there being blue? The only that changed was another unreadable blue box that popped up.

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Myconids, also known as fungus ones, and fungus folk.

Myconids resembled giant fungi, with their main distinguishing feature being their limbs. Their upper half split into a pair of arms below their caps and their lower half divided into a pair of legs at the stump.

Violence and disharmony is near unheard of within myconid societies.

They allow passige if approached with peaceful intentions.

Most myconids were limited to clasping their hands and pummeling their opponents into submission.

The youngest can use [Distress spores], but only the older can use [Hallucinogenic spores].

Comprising myconid society were groups known as circles, tight social cliques of twenty or so members. Circles contained four members from each of the myconid age groups, and were presided over by four circle leaders

Their communal lifestyle and lack of internal conflict belied the race to some as a collective conscious, each myconid was in fact a distinct individual with their own hopes, dreams, insights, fears, and personality traits.

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Everyone slowly came back to their sensens, and seemed to ignore my giant blue mushroom.

My blue giant was ignoring them in return.

Quite a while after everyone was gone,

my strangly silent and unmoving blue mushroom shatterded into a thousand pieces.

One by one my boxes started glowing.

My newest box has [sapphire] written, and a blue glow on it.