Immediately, we mourn the lack of one thing nice. A quiet little spot in the course of an enormous galaxy. A puddle that merely wished that can assist you and was at all times there, prepared to supply. And now, following Bethesda’s newest Starfield patch, it’s gone. Gone, however not forgotten.
Shortly after the discharge of Bethesda’s large house RPG Starfield, gamers found an exploit that had appeared in earlier video games developed by the studio was alive and nicely on this latest one. In Akila Metropolis, in the course of a mud street, was a small puddle of mud. And when you received near this puddle, and gave it a second of your time, it might offer you the complete stock of a close-by store because of a “service provider chest” that was buried underground there…however not buried deeply sufficient.
This small, humble puddle supplied many gamers, myself included, with stacks of free-to-grab ammo, credit, and different priceless gadgets that would then be resold to different distributors or hoarded for later use. After just a few days, the puddle would refill its gadgets, by no means stopping you from getting what you wanted. A hero in contrast to some other.
And now it’s lifeless. Bethesda killed it in Starfield’s 1.7.33 patch. Additionally lifeless after that patch: one other well-liked money-making exploit that relied on a equally easy-to-reach service provider chest. A darkish day for us all.
I’ll always remember that magic mud puddle. It supplied me with so many weapons that I offered to a close-by vendor for further credit. Numerous aliens and pirates throughout a whole bunch of planets lay lifeless and rotting because of the ammo supplied by that once-glorious magic mud puddle. I made a behavior of at all times visiting the puddle to seize some items and say howdy to it at any time when in Akila Metropolis. It was good. In a universe so chilly and full of demise, the puddle—my puddle—stood out. A continuing. A beacon of hope. One thing all people may depend on, it doesn’t matter what.
Now I worry what I’ll discover the following time I land on that dirtball. As a substitute of some mud-covered hope buried in a pleasant puddle, I’ll discover the empty corpse of a buddy, of somebody who by no means let me down, murdered by a software program replace. Relaxation in peace, Magic Puddle. You had been too good to final without end in such a merciless world.
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