Dowedon't needtorebuildthat, Dewey, I thinkwe'regood.
Soif I justputthechestsinthewrongplace, whichisbigbrainmove, let's justactuallyweneedtoput a torchdownheresonothingspawnsunderneath, andthenwe'rejustgoingtorebuildthisrealfast.
No, nobiggie.
Wecanrebuildasquickasweblewitup.
Wecanrebuild.
I justneedglasswhitegloss, Andthen I canchangethisandgetoutofthis.
Wait, wait, look.
Yeah, well, thatstuffpoppedin.
Okay, Sweet.
Sothatwasthechest.
I thinkwelost a craftingtable, butwhocaresaboutthose?
Am I right?
I'm joking.
I'm joking.
Let's putthecookporkchopinthere.
Thiswasthefoodchest.
Oh, no.
Thisiswhatbrokentomynewbasssortisruinedaswell.
Okay.
Polished.
A bath.
Salt.
Thatcango, I guessistheopportunitytokindoftrythisout.
Well, I gosideways.
Who?
Uh, I toldyouthere'd be a plusside.
I toldyoutherewouldbe a plusside.
Dothisinthis.
Thisandthis.
Andthenweneedtodosome.
Ortherewasalso a furnace.
I think I lostquite a lotoffurnaces.
Youknow, I definitelylost a lotoffurnaces, butyeah, whocares?