ETHEREUM VEIN, HUGE GAIN

The place was a cave hidden beneath a deep crack in the hills, at only five moons of walk from the village. It took me a while to cross the rift, but my strong chains endured, allowing me to land at the entrance without any inconvenience. My eyes blinked when I entered the grotto: the vein was spotless, accessible, and delightfully rich.

If a scarcity of crypto emerges, regardless the circumstances, a good hint is to keep the senses active, because the Markets offer the greatest boons only to the most ardent traders. A paramount lesson of my venerable instructor utters the following:

"In capitalism, as in life, a single day of luck can overturn the most prolonged misfortune. There is no bear so sturdy to prevent a bull from charging."

When I wandered across the Blocklands I never had trouble to get fresh liquidity. Indeed, I always found tradesmen who were honoured to receive my revered runes, and to share with me their consequent revenues. However, since my life became stationary due to the training of the next Cryptodruid, I had to increase my incomes through alternative ways.

I never even considered the possibility to find a regular job, neither to lower my living standard, because these intolerable compromises would offend Cissonius, beyond myself. Instead, I focused on some lucrative activities that I did not perform enough on my nomadic path. In particular, I appreciated one of these unfairly neglected practices: aye, I am referring to mining.

Nowadays the coin extraction has become more difficult, considering that all the most attainable deposits have been already looted. When I started I had a lot of bad luck, but I continued to perceive the vibes of the Markets, looking for proper pools. Finally, after weeks of research, my efforts had been rewarded, and together with abundant funds I obtained the chance to show the apprentice what a strong faith and a pick can do.

The place was a cave hidden beneath a deep crack in the hills, at only five moons of walk from the village. It took me a while to cross the rift, but my strong chains endured, allowing me to land at the entrance without any inconvenience. My eyes blinked when I entered the grotto: the vein was spotless, accessible, and delightfully rich. Moreover, it was an Ethereum one, so I knew that I would have gathered a great load, thanks to the malleability of the mineral.

I mined that hallowed source as long as I could. On the tenth moon of tireless extraction my hands started to bleed, and my back was in pieces. At that point, the fatigue was untenable. Hence, since only a few small crystals were remaining, and my supplies were almost over, I decided to return to the village. When the apprentice saw the bags for the first time, a wonderful smile appeared on his face, then he hugged me strongly. In tears, he asked me if with that much crypto I would teach him how to craft the runes. Touched by his gesture, I promised him: "I will do it, young disciple, without a doubt. I will do it."