Wilona pushed aside the shed's door, the same one she made for the entrance of her room. Fuzz replaced it with something better—and she wasn't complaining for having an automatic door—but Wilona surprisingly found a use for it, now it's on the shed, keeping the inside sealed thanks to the airtight properties the woven door possessed.

  It wasn't foolproof, obviously, there's only so much primitive materials can do, but it did its job well. Wilona would have to place clay over the walls and door eventually, but that's something for the future.

  For now, she wanted to go ahead and make the magical seed farm she planned on making. "Fuzz, how hard is it to grow magical seeds? Do they need fertilizer?"

  "It isn't that difficult, magical seeds only need ambient mana. The soil quality, fertilizer, and other things that normal plants need to grow are unnecessary since the seeds turn the soil they grow on healthy. Eventually, they'll start changing the environment too." Fuzz answered in length. What the myceloid said had everything that Wilona needed to know about this project, so she went ahead and started it.

  Mossheart had already made a plot of land behind the shed, the earth had been tilled, and the shrubbery was now empty. The ent was out there somewhere, sleeping. Wilona considered giving her another ball of swamp residue later as a thank you for her hard work.

  And yeah, who would have thought that Mossheart liked eating the same ball of organic waste that she spawned from? Wilona was kind of confused when she first saw Mossheart eating one of those things while preparing her bath last night, but then chalked it up to Mossheart having a different biology compared to her.

  Wilona carefully planted the seeds into the soil, making sure that they were properly buried and that they wouldn't wash away from heavy rain. Fuzz told her that it wouldn't start raining for at least spring, but this place is called a rain forest, damn it! Rain is inevitable!

  Or maybe not, Wilona hadn't experienced rain even after living here for a week and a half.

  After the seeds were planted, Wilona went back to her home and took some time to rest. This was an opportunity to learn more about magic, so that's what she did. She asked Fuzz to close the door for her and then meditated.

  The first thing that Wilona learned was that she was able to cast fireball much easier now, undoubtedly thanks to the new profession she got, "Wizardry." It was a familiar word to her and she knew it meant magic caster or whatever.

  Seeing as she now had a better grasp on magic, she decided to learn some other spell. Like, uh... She wasn't sure actually, so she spent some time deciding.

  What she eventually came up with was moving the air. She got it to solidify and turn into a windblade, then she made it flow across her body. The fresh feeling she got from practicing the second one made her realize that she can definitely make herself a perpetually functional air conditioner by forcing air to flow around her.

  Wilona went on to start working on it. She first started by being competent enough to cast the spell that she could use it as easily as breathing. After that, she spent a lot of time trying to make it so that this cool wave of wind constantly flowed around her, not just when she wanted to cast it.

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  It took a while—she even had a lunch break in between. Oh, and Mossheart was fed too. Fuzz said she wasn't hungry—but she eventually managed to do it. Wilona stood up and walked around. She grinned when she felt cool no matter what. Now she didn't even need to think about casting the spell in order to make it work!

  "Haha!" She laughed, the sound echoing within the confined space. "I gave myself a personal AC!"

  "Good for you, Wilona." Fuzz complimented, "I take it you'll finally leave your room?"

  "Yep!" Wilona strutted out of the tree with the confidence of a cockroach when the kitchen lights are off. She inhaled, the spell she made helped with that too. "Ahhh, fresh air. I've missed you."

  "I'm happy that you learned magic, but maybe we should work on other things?" Fuzz initiated in a pushy manner. "I suggest we build a dock and you make an actual fishing rod using wood carving. You know, catch a lot of fish."

  "Okay?" Wilona raised an eyebrow. Why is the mushroom so pushy all of a sudden? It wasn't just Fuzz, too. Her own system gave her a quest which agreed with her.

  [New Quest - Make a Dock by the Stream and a Fishing Rod!]

  [Quest Type: Ingredient]

  [Rewards: Mana Lantern]

  ["You have food, shelter, and a farm set up! Great! You are closer to a more stable lifestyle within the swamp! You should make it so that you have easy access to food sources beyond farming and create a fishing dock!"]

  "Okay..." Wilona narrowed her eyes. "Suspicious, and why do I feel like I'm about to go on some dangerous quest?"

  Fuzz didn't answer her. Wilona sighed.

  "Damn it. Seriously?" She knew this was coming eventually, but this soon? "Whatever, I'll do it. And why is it fishing of all things? What does this have to do with anything?"

  "I have no idea," Fuzz admits, "but I'm sure it's important."

  "I guess?" Wilona didn't get it. She was internally as confused as she sounded externally. "Well, if it's a fishing dock they want, then that's what I'll make!"

  What Mossheart will make, Wilona corrected as she walked over to the sleeping ent. Actually, no, Mossheart got up the moment Wilona was close. "A fishing dock. Just build it the same way you did the shed, you know, by stabbing support beams into the ground and then sticking the actual dock on top of those?"

  Mossheart nodded. "Great!" Wilona walked after the ent. "I'm gonna make a fishing rod—an actual fishing rod, with like, a reel this time around. So I'll be busy, like, I have to dry grass, tie those together for rope, and then carve wood so that the reel actually works when I spin it, you know? Or that it releases when I cast the line."

  Mossheart can only really do one thing in response to Wilona no matter how many words she spoke—nod.

  Slowly, the dock got built and Wilona made her fishing rod. She wasn't aware that Mossheart knew how to tie ropes, but the ent apparently did. Hmm, where did Mossheart learn to do that? Or maybe it's an engraved instinct or something? The ent did know how to intuitively build the dock even though it never saw one before.

  Oh, she forgot to tell Mossheart what a dock is. Oh well! She learned something new from it, and the ent was obviously fine even without her guidance.

  Mossheart finished building the dock way before Wilona managed to complete the fishing rod, and so she began explaining what it was to the ent. Who is now sitting cross-legged next to her, staring intently at her work.

  "Basically, right? Fishing rods are for fishing, basically." Wilona held up the half-finished tool and pointed at the rope. "This thing is the line. It basically makes it so that the fishing rod is always connected to the bait and that when a fish bites it, right? They can be pulled back."

  Wilona reached out for the reel. She had finished carving it and it now just needs to be placed into the tool. "This is how I do it. When I spin this, right? The rope comes back and the fish that's biting the bait at the end of the line gets pulled alongside it."

  Mossheart nods.

  "Amazing, right?!" Wilona grinned. "Human ingenuity is so cool, honestly. Like, we can make so many cool things right as long as we understand enough of the world and stuff."

  Wilona turned wistful. "Like, are there any humans out there, don't you think?" Mossheart shrugs at her in response. "Go figure." Wilona pouts. "It's fine though, I'm sure I'll find some eventually."

  Once she finished her fishing rod, she took the mana lantern given to her, and then a quest immediately popped up and greeted her.

  [New Quest - Food Stockpile!]

  [Quest Type: Ingredient]

  [Rewards: Hydrophobic Cloak]

  ["You have a fishing rod! Great! Start catching some fish and begin stockpiling food. You can never go wrong with having an excess of sustenance!"]

  "Eh, why the hell not?" Wilona stood up. She carried her woven basket full of fishing materials and took out a bit of dried fish as well as a hook she made from fish bone.