I decided it was time to talk to the Goblin King. First, I took off my disguise. Since the goblin I killed earlier wasn't part of this tribe, I figured the Goblin King wouldn't care. I approached him and asked if I could purchase a small piece of land. His eyes glowed for a moment, and my brain felt like it was being licked by a cat—an odd sensation, to say the least. After that, he told me I had three options: either work in the mines for 30 days, pay him with random trinkets and items, or do miscellaneous tasks for him.
I chose to pay him off with his own stuff. Now, I know what you're thinking—If he can read minds, shouldn't he know that you stole from him? Well, if he had read my entire mind, he'd probably have had a headache or something worse. He only searched for memories related to goblins, and since I only killed one goblin (who was being a greedy little monster), I doubt he cared.
So, I gave him almost everything he asked for, except my Level Five and Level Two equipment. I worked hard to get that gear, and you always need a spare! The Goblin King sent a few goblins with me to help carry the items since I couldn't do it alone. They brought everything to the pile, and I purchased the land, along with a deed to show the goblins if they ever tried to steal from me.
After all that, I decided to trade some of the materials I had "borrowed" from the goblins for building supplies. I aimed to build a simple base—mostly a cargo container fort. I gathered materials, and after taking stock of my items, I had the following:
Level Two equipmentLevel Five equipmentA Level Five daggerA Level One swordA Level Five armor setA Level Two armor setA washing machine (still not sure how I got that here)A tarpRandom scraps of metal (which goblins love because they're shiny)
I tried asking the goblins for help with building, but they disappeared the moment they finished dropping off the supplies. So, it was all up to me.
I set up a campfire, cooked some meat, and took a moment to relax. It wasn't the worst day—though eating Nigel meat still didn't feel or taste right. But I had to eat something, or I'd be sleeping on the cold floor.
I pushed apart the two cargo containers, creating a small square hole that I decided to use as a window. Since I didn't have any glass, I hung a rag over it for now. I set up a small bed, put a large metal sheet as a temporary door, and grabbed one of the blankets the goblins left behind. It looked extra itchy, but it was better than nothing.
I lay down on my makeshift bed and fell asleep, hoping tomorrow would be better.