The apple was delicious, but as the magical glow faded, the number in his vision spiked. .
"I need to run this off," Steve wheezed, looking at the long expanse of the desert.
Steve had spent the morning mining obsidian. It was grueling work, and his "Calorie Burn" was high. He felt light, fast, and agile. He could leap over fences with ease. But then, he found his stash of Enchanted Golden Apples. "Just one for the haste effect," he muttered.
Steve sighed and ate the kelp. Being a hero was a lot more about diet than he ever expected.
As he hit the 2,000 mark, his speed returned. He felt the wind in his hair again. He was lean, mean, and ready to fight the Ender Dragon. He opened his chest to grab a snack before the big trip, reaching for a cake.
He stopped. He looked at the cake, then at his HUD, and then at a single, lonely piece of dried kelp.
In the old days, Steve ate because the hunger bar rattled. A quick pork chop, a golden carrot, and he was back to sprinting across the plains. But since the "System Update," things were different. A small HUD in the corner of his vision didn't show drumsticks anymore. It showed a number: .
The apple was delicious, but as the magical glow faded, the number in his vision spiked. .
"I need to run this off," Steve wheezed, looking at the long expanse of the desert. The apple was delicious, but as the magical
Steve had spent the morning mining obsidian. It was grueling work, and his "Calorie Burn" was high. He felt light, fast, and agile. He could leap over fences with ease. But then, he found his stash of Enchanted Golden Apples. "Just one for the haste effect," he muttered. Steve had spent the morning mining obsidian
Steve sighed and ate the kelp. Being a hero was a lot more about diet than he ever expected. He could leap over fences with ease
As he hit the 2,000 mark, his speed returned. He felt the wind in his hair again. He was lean, mean, and ready to fight the Ender Dragon. He opened his chest to grab a snack before the big trip, reaching for a cake.
He stopped. He looked at the cake, then at his HUD, and then at a single, lonely piece of dried kelp.
In the old days, Steve ate because the hunger bar rattled. A quick pork chop, a golden carrot, and he was back to sprinting across the plains. But since the "System Update," things were different. A small HUD in the corner of his vision didn't show drumsticks anymore. It showed a number: .