You’re cold. Your hands hurt from all the digging. It’s cold. Your hands hurt from the cold and clearly no amount of gloves are going to make a difference. This hardly comes as a surprise considering there is snow everywhere you look. You’re in the midst of a snowy tundra and the weather has no sympathy to spare as more snow falls down as if to bury you underneath. Seeing the sparkling snow fills you with determination. As the legendary hacker 4chan, you have a reputation to live up to.

The cause of this expedition was breaking news from Kiara that “apparently Kronii moved the entrance to her bunker again.” Kiara being Kiara, of course, she paid no mind to any of the details, much less the reasons for this change. Many a Kronie had the same thought, of course, and it’s Kronii getting real tired of having her home base invaded and her stuff plundered.
Fate would have it, however, that would give you a wonderful chance. You recalled that Bae leaked the server address of the HoloEN server. That on its own is hardly of any use. Conveniently, one of your friends is neck-deep in infosec and currently on hiatus from trying to break Android. You talk to him on occasion. Usually, it feels more like you’re talking at each other while simultaneously appreciating what the other is saying without actually caring. This time, however, his interest was piqued. Not because of the VTuber involved – he prefers to call them “vtumors” instead – but because he figured Minecraft might be a worthwhile target. You leave him to do whatever he does.

It’s been four days and you hear from your friend again. He just dumps a 0day exploit to bypass Minecraft authentication checks in your DMs as casually as you might discard something into a trash bin. Having almost forgotten why he’d gotten into hacking Minecraft, you thank him and are off to the races. Before hopping onto the official HoloEN server, you ensure that you’re behind seven proxies and nobody else is currently online. As though planned by a higher power, the server was empty as it could be with at least no scheduled streams in sight. You let the proof-of-concept exploit do its magic. Lo, and behold, you’re on the HoloEN Minecraft server, a man with a mission – and that mission is to find the Bunkeronii.
You’ve seen so many streams that you know the server better than the talents themselves. You rush to the tree farm. You check that the entrance to the bunker has been moved – and indeed you find no scaffold where there should be.
There is no choice but to start digging around then. As much as it pains you to wreck the previous entrance, it is not like you can take all the time in the world. Someone will notice eventually. Channeling your inner Mumei, you start digging.
You keep digging.
You keep digging.
You encounter stone. This must be the Bunkeronii. You keep digging, hoping to find the entrance from the inside instead.

As you dig down, you fall a small distance onto a snowy tundra. Your keyboard and mice are gone. It’s cold. “Who do you think you are?” Sana’s voice booms. Everything falls into place now. Sana, using her “space” powers, must have teleported you into an actual snowy field. Where the shovel in your hand manifested from, you cannot quite piece together, but you doubt that it matters.

Ah, it’s cold. So cold. You keep digging for what else is there to do before you starve? Maybe there is a Bunkeronii to be found, after all.