Technoblade was at the makeshift base of Pogtopia. Working on weapons, welding a new axe for Wilbur. Techno knows that Wilbur preferred passive defense, rather than violence. He had already welded a couple armor sets, one of diamond, two of iron. Better safe than sorry. That's what Techno said. Even if he was being too cautious, he wanted to be ready for an attack. He glanced to the clock. Letting out a breath and lifting his welding helmet. He placed it on the table next to the axe while it cools. He sighed.

"Hm... Not bad..." He says, to no one specific. He'd have to enchant these at some point. For now, he headed to the oven to check on his loaded potatoes. God, those sounded so good right now.