Chapter 10 – The Mob Code
Tom and I found the end of the desert. We were both glad to get out of it. Tom explained that each mob that was hostile to us humans had a leader. He explained that if you bested the leader in a fight, then all of that kind of mob must do that person's orders.
Though, of course, some mobs do not stay true to that code. Tom said to never trust the zombies because they're just plain stupid and don't get anything one says, and that the blazemen are always acting shady, and that he wouldn't want to go for them.
Tom then concluded his speech by saying that this was called "The Mob Code."
"So, Tom, who do you think a powerful ally would be?" I asked.
"Well, considering the fact that the Wither Boss flies, the most powerful ally would be the skeletons, but no one has ever bested them before, and I don't think you have a good chance of doing it," Tome explained. "Then again, no one has even come close to besting the creeper mass. So, I say that you have some potential, Steve."
As the day went on, I kept on thinking of other mobs that could be useful towards defeating the Wither Boss. Then, I figured out an idea.
"Tom, I have an idea," I told him.
"What is it, Steve?" He asked.
"Well," I started, "If we can get the Wither Boss into a jungle, then the spiders could climb the trees and the endermen could teleport around, distracting the boss while skeletons shoot at the Wither Boss. And you creepers could fend off the Wither Skeletons."
Tom looked thoughtful for a moment, and then turned to me with a big crooked creeper smile spread across his face.
"See," he laughed. "What did I tell you! Potential! I've met only a few humans in my lifetime and they were all rotten. But you're something else, Steve. A human who is trusting in a creeper and treating him as an equal. Admirable, I'll give you that."
I was shocked for a moment, but returned his smile. With that we set up camp and had a bit of dinner. As I chewed on my pork I turned to Tom. Now we just had to recruit the mobs.