This thing came out a few weeks ago, but here’s some cool stuff about villager trading… Find a village and locate a cartographer. Trade. Trade. Trade. This is gonna take a long time. What the zombie pigman! Trade the requested number of emeralds and a compass for a Woodland explorer map (which will lead you to a woodland mansion) or an Ocean explorer map (which will take you to an Ocean Monument). Fight the Guardians and the Evokers and Vindicators. THE...
Read More »CREEPERS: Okay, okay, we mentioned these guys last time, but I have developed a amazing way to destroy these stinkers! Charge ’em, retreat, try to get criticals, over and over… Okay, so not so amazing, but it works! Or fire with a bow and collect the spoils of victory! SPIDER… JOCKEYS: One of the toughest mobs to beat. If Jeb updates them so they can teleport like enderman, they’re probably gonna become virtually unbeatable. Still, here we go…...
Read More »A kid packed a snowball, threw it, and ducked. A white orb whizzed over his head. The stakes were high. The rules were simple. Get hit, you’re out. The last man standing would receive the Snowball Cup, skillfully whittled by their father. The kid’s intended target laughed. “Missed me!” The kid gritted his teeth and formed another sphere. This time, he packed it hard into one of his Hardballs, or Snowbombs. Then he heard footsteps behind him. He...
Read More »Hi. I’m a fish. A goldfish, to be exact. Please don’t confuse me with a Goldfish cracker. Here’s some weird people I saw: 1: A kid ran up to me and punched the glass. Then he stuck out his tongue. Then my good friend, Mallet the hammerhead shark, rammed his face against the glass the kid was rapping. The kid ran to his parents, screaming and crying at the same time. 2: A little girl walked up to me holding a fishing pole and started talking about how good...
Read More »I motioned the 9 Deadly Dudes out of the chamber. Fred was babbling nonsense. “Orflap chukundo urgen,” he said. “Kozor machenk plarp.” “Sometimes he does this,” Mark whispered to me. “Usually when a creeper blows up his chests of “his life’s work” TNT.” I rolled my eyes. Then I flipped a lever and a hole opened in the sky bridge. I pushed Fred into it. “Amblemecher,” he said....
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