Jax spent three days in the middle of a deep frozen ocean. He hauled shulkers of obsidian, magma blocks, and tinted glass. The farm was an architectural nightmare—a jagged, inverted pyramid hanging just above the waves, with a glass "killing chamber" dangling at sea level.
As the glass shattered and the cold ocean water rushed in to claim Loot-Bag, Jax saw a final message in his chat log before the screen went black: Raid farm schemat "Build this on ocean" "NOT MY...
As he placed the final armor stand and tucked a terrified librarian villager named 'Loot-Bag' into the central pod, the atmosphere changed. The ocean around the farm, usually teeming with dolphins and salmon, went still. The water turned a bruised shade of purple. The First Wave Jax spent three days in the middle of a deep frozen ocean
They fell into the pit, but they didn't die instantly. They looked up at Jax through the glass floor, their gray eyes wide and knowing. "Not Mine" As the glass shattered and the cold ocean
"You built the cage. You provided the bait. But you forgot to ask who owns the ground beneath the water." The Reclamation
Items began filling the chests at an impossible speed. Totems of Undying, emeralds, and enchanted books flooded the hoppers. But then, Jax saw something that wasn't in the loot table. A book slid into the output chest. Its title: