Necromancer Dreams of Mechs Chapter 16: Chapter 19

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Chapter 16: Living In A World That Is Just Wrong Day 20 | Allen's View | I lay on the back of a pile of dirt being pulled by two of my now many bone wolves. I had given up on naming most of them, and Bones, Crack, and Chip were the only ones that actually spoke. In the last twenty days I had grown a small labor force of about 35 different assortments of skeletons, but nothing like a zombie, ghoul, or even a wraith. Not that it mattered, I found jobs for almost everyone, but that was quite frustrating from the beginning. First, rocks didn't exist which made making even the most basic of tools to do anything, let alone build a house. That was frustrating, but with a bit of Bones and Chip's teeth to make a serrated edge, we made a bone saw, and it broke after four motions. The second time I puzzled out that I could draw on the necromantic energy to literally form bones out of thin air. I made a few axes, and a saw, but the result was the same until I finally noticed another more electric energy starting to fill the air. It had been what I assumed was mana, because I started to be able to pull it in with the necromantic energy, mixing the two together and giving the bones a faint blue glow. I was able to make a decent set of tools with the new energy, and it was just enough for a few more tries before the flow of energy died out again. It was like someone had opened a tap, and then turned it back off, and I was left frustrated. Then, a few hours later, the energy slowly started to come back, but at a much slower rate than before. For three days I toiled, but Bones and the Imps were busy the entire time. The Troll pushed trees over and and the Imps pruned them into workable logs. On the fourth day, I finally figured out how to not only make the bones stronger, but also give them elemental properties like wind to make them sharper, earth for strength, and so on. After that, I left them with vague instructions on how I assumed log cabins were built, cutting notches out of each corner and end. With them busy, I headed back to the grave, and found I was able to summon another 5 undead. This time I got 4 big boned humanoids with horns coming out of their heads that turned out to be ogres, and then one Lamia. They were all just bones, but the big guys looked like a good person for my first project, aside from my house. Over the next 15 days I gained 2 more trolls, 15 more ogre, another lamia, and 8 more wolves. Those that had no building skills were sent to dig in the pit 500 yards from the house, which was now built. It wasn't much, a rectangle with a door or windows, but it had a roof, thanks to one of the ogres that had done some building. When they learned the skill, and what life came before this, I had no clue, but it was different from normal games. These NPC like Bones and even the ones that couldn't talk weren't on any kind of script I could figure out. Now everyone but the two Lamia, my gardeners, was working on digging out my 50 foot deep and 200 feet wide pit. Like housing, survival, and everything in this damned world, I knew nothing about mining. This left me to just dig until I found... something, but that was the problem. "How do I have a hole this big, and still not find anything but dirt?" I complained as we reached the top of the pit and I was pulled over to a massive pile of dirt. There, along with the dirt, I was dumped out from the help of two Ogres, and sighed as I got back to my feet. Things were starting to get boring, and it seemed that no matter how much I practiced with magic and necromancy, I was hitting a clear wall, but it was like I was missing something. Just to make it worse, and the reason why I had no windows, the sun never moved in the sky. It never rained, there was always a slight breeze, and nothing really changed much, but day by day, there were small changes. "I'm guessing that we aren't going to find any copper, iron, or anything else that can be used for building," I stated as a few of the wolv