Ooh what can she make?

Rope, it turns out! The same stuff the grassland corpses were dropping.

Huh. Can she make anything with rope, come to think of it. 

Not currently. She can place it, though, if she would like to hang ropes from things.

That sounds like a thing that would be more useful to someone less able to climb things than her. So, Wilbur. She hangs onto the rope and the vines to hand off to him later. 

Are there slimes here? She would like to find out what this kind of slime tastes like. 

There are!

They look much like green slimes—maybe a little darker—but they're huge. About four feet across.

Oh goody! Om nom hungry half-human horror. 

The giant slime tastes like a medley of exotic fruits. It's much gentler about it than the rainbow slime was; this one is just sort of a gentle unspecified fruitiness.

Yummy. She dines on slimes as she moves through the rainforest, keeping an eye out for rainforest fruit trees. 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing... mango!

She has no idea what this kind of fruit is. Except, once she tries it, tasty. 

She harvests as many fruits off the tree as she can find, adding the little stack to the collection she's carrying. Wilbur'll love these. 

She reaches the desert and starts eating sand slimes for dessert. Now, her hole's over there...how's the sapling doing? 

Sapling-shaped.

Fair. She crawls down her hole and retrieves her pickaxes and crawls back out and goes back through the lane she carved in the rainforest to the red area. Time to start digging!

Digging in the bloodforest yields dark red dirt, and after she's gone down a couple layers, also some dark red stone. (Also, it would be wise to construct a barrier to prevent blood from flowing into her dig site.)

Ew. Yeah she does that after getting dripped on one too many times. 

When she's a few dozen layers down, a blood slime leaps into her pit and goes splat.

Man, she's so going to have to wash when she leaves. Dig dig. She adds a little alcove to put a campfire in. 

That's probably a good plan, as the nightmare creatures are continuing to arrive at a rate of about one or two per minute.

Yeah stomping them is a little harder when they're coming from above. She continues compiling and eating lovely cozy hearts. 

She is going to be so hearty.

The sun goes down again.

Bloodforest corpses turn out to be fresh. Fresh and messy. And very aggressive.

By the time the sun goes down, she's started saving some portion of the hearts for Wilbur and the Spirit. She abandons her digging, when it does, instead focusing on killing as many bloodforest corpses as demihumanly possible. 

Occasionally they drop heart pieces.

Eventually they drop a seed!

Oh cool. She wasn't expecting anything other than the nightmare creatures to drop heart pieces. Maybe she should be more proactive about splatting the blood slimes too. 

It turns out, if she investigates this, that blood slimes drop heart pieces less often than blood corpses but not never.

Neat. She keeps actively hunting the blood corpses, incidentally splatting any slimes she happens to come across.