While the humans were enjoying their newfound training area, the goblins were doing their first job as Inn Staff members.

They were working at another periphery opposite to where the fight was going on. The land of the inn was a thousand square meters, and the inn itself only took a small portion of the lot.

In one area, the goblins…were making furniture, particularly double-decker beds. While they had yet to receive the inheritances, Finn gave them the week to study things on their own.

They could even study the furniture in the inn. If they weren't special items and could be dismantled, he'd have allowed that, too, but for now they'd have to rely on their imaginations.

In retrospect, he could've asked them to make something simple first, like a stool with a leg. However, what they needed now was double deck bed furniture, so he figured he might as well start there already. Anyway, the goblin had hung around under the bed for quite a long time this morning, so Finn reckoned he had some insight from there.

As quality control, he also told them that the workmanship shouldn't be too far from what the Inn had. It might be difficult, but he ought to set their standards early on.

Ranran was assisting for now so he hadn't seen her work yet, but the bed's frame itself looked very good.

They made it to the size of the mattress available for purchase in the [Hearth Market], which like everything directly inn-related, did not have a purchase limit.

A mattress from the Market actually cost 1 gold, which was quite expensive now that he knew the value of a gold. But when he tried to recall, it was equivalent to a plate of essence breakfast he made, then it was fine.

Not to mention, system items had effects, whether it was to add to the stats of the inn itself or stack up to the recovery features of the Inn, it was usually worth it.

Anyway, this way, more people could fit in a room. Even if the customer wanted to be alone in a room, he could just leave a bunk empty or something.

"Where'd you get the wood anyway?"

Then he paused, looking around, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw his trees within the barrier unharmed.

"We did not touch anything within the barrier, sir," Tumble said. "We felt energy enclosing it and felt it was a pity."

"Good job."

"We went outside."

"Weren't you scared?"

"I cut (small) trees fast, boss," Tumble said proudly. "And we are fast."

"Well, next time, ask me to join you. I don't want you getting hurt."

"But…" the goblins shook a bit, touched. He smiled.

"It's worth it for your safety."

"S-Sir…waaaa!" Tumble's eyes started dropping with tears. Then, Ranran—who was assisting him at the side—also started crying.

Finn gasped and raised his hand. At his peripheral view, he also saw Zachary and them pause fighting to stare at their side. Did they think he was bullying the goblins or something?

"Why are you crying?!" he asked awkwardly. "Stop crying."

Fortunately, they really did stop. It was just that they were still sniffling and their shoulders shaking as they tried to control their tears.

"..."

Pang, who was apparently hanging around one of the trees, climbed down and looked at him with a judgement stare.

"..." What did he do?

But then he remembered that the goblins had probably not been treated well at all. Every world where humans were had some form of racism. He couldn't do anything about that yet, but he could at least do something in his own territory.

Anyway, there was no use thinking about this now. He just kneeled down and patted the goblins' shoulders.

"Well, rather than crying, I'll assign your next projects now." This way, they'd feel less burdened by his goodwill that really wasn't that much anyway.

"Create more beds after this one, after we try and test them, of course," he said. He hoped all the rooms except for his would have at least one.

"After that, please add rounded tables and a few chairs we can place outside," he said. He wasn't sure how pretty they'd be, and he doubted they'd add to the [Ambiance] stat as Hearth Market furniture would, but who could say no to a nice place to sit and relax with nature?

"Perhaps a few sitting tables too, and also some benches so…" he pointed at the ongoing fights on the barrier. "They could have a nearby resting place while they fight monsters."

…imagine having al-fresco tea with bloody monsters as the view.

The little green ones nodded, taking note. "We will do our best to make satisfactory products, boss!"

"I hope it's treated in a way that it won't rot, nor would it get dismantled with a bit of force. Would you know how to do that?"

Tumble nodded. "Yessir!"

"Good, that'd be so helpful to me."

"Really?"

He nodded, and then he turned to look at Ranran, who had been staring and excited to be assigned her own job. She had talent in tailoring, but they did not have bolts of cloth. The best she could do was make leather, but even he had no idea how to treat animal skin so they could be worn.

Ranran's practice would be a challenge in the middle of nowhere for sure, considering they didn't even have extra clothes, but he believed they could learn a thing or two about tanning from their future customers.

Other than that, the goblins could also help him when he was foraging, butchering, and so on.

This had been their job in the previous team, after all. He could definitely use their experience in logistics, especially in handling carcasses, obtaining cores, and even sustenance. They believed it was just something they had to do, not understanding how important their roles were.

When they did, they would naturally gain the confidence to interact with others.

Finn smiled, looking at their wide eyes, surrounded by an atmosphere of doing their best no matter what.

Regardless of what happened, he had a feeling they would do very well.

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