The group finished their registration and oaths a couple of minutes later. Whenever someone was done, they would head outside and wait there, sitting at the intact benches in the park. By visual estimate, about a quarter of the outdoor furniture was usable.
No park or open space was left unscathed. What a pity for the precious flowers and fruiting trees people loved. In fact, in the park next to the Center, there were some young people and even children crying in sadness.
Even if they did not lose a relative or a friend, they had a lot of memories in the park. A child even named a relatively big gouji tree they used to climb. Now, it was completely wrecked.
It was heartbreaking to see the kids crying over their dead ’friend’, but it is what it is.
Speaking of war damage, the Center was unsurprisingly targeted. Some people thought that a minister could be hiding here, so they checked. There wasn’t anyone here at the time though, and the damage was mostly the powerhouses punching walls and stuff in annoyance.
Fortunately, actually damaging system buildings would require a lot of energy. So the stupid ones who vented just wasted mana, while the others didn’t bother and left it alone.
Overall, the building itself suffered a number of cracked walls and broken windows, but it was fully functional, so there was no need to delay their tasks.
They also encountered scores of goblins coming from a perpendicular street, heading in the direction of the center.
There was a variety among them. Some were fleshy greens, while others were skin and bones.
"Wow, so many goblins!" Cotto exclaimed. He had also never seen such a fat green one! Like a ball!
"The ones leading, those wearing full clothes, are the Alterran goblins," Gochi patiently explained. Baku naturally hadn’t explained too many details to them as they had just reunited, so they explained as they went.
The goblins were fully clothed, and all of them even had some customized defense equipment at the start of the war (though many had broken in the middle of it).
Sotto curiously took note of the fashion and then looked at his own suit. It looked boring now.
"They’re all entering the center as well?" he asked Gochi, the de facto guide. "Oh, you mentioned all slaves would do oaths. Was this it?"
"Yes," Gochi said. "But they are probably buying freedom for them, too."
"What?"
Gochi explained that Goblins had built a Foundation funded by all free goblins in Alterra. It was like an extra tax for them, but they were willing to give it.
This foundation owned the funds to buy the freedom of all goblins who were willing to follow their community, so here they were.
Goblins now had the industries they specialized in, after all, specifically the sculpting business and the mining business, so they were not poor at all.
Many of their works were also purchased by people from afar, and if their partner was honest, they could earn a lot.
Many visitors had also tried to copy this model, with them trying to get their own goblins to do these things, but these techniques were taught by Terran sculptors to the goblins, and it wasn’t easy to copy by intuition alone.
Such intricate work would need extra guidance, especially in this continent. In Xeno, people’s minds were not as flexible, so it was almost impossible to self-learn these things.
Not to mention, many green ones also gained a lot of contribution points during this time, and there were some goblins among the top 100. Specifically, the goblins responsible for finding the criel had been given a sizable amount of points.
With the guidance of powerful and smart friends like Linlin and Oslo, the green ones even managed to start their own business. They even hired several human accountants and managers!
Since the goblins paid well, not really caring about their own savings and profit as much, working for them was actually quite lucrative.
The goblins never, ever, would’ve imagined they could become bosses in their own right!
Of course, at the beginning, there were plenty of times they were bullied or oppressed. This was especially seen when they were dealing with aborigines. The bias was just too deep, and many merchants got offended that the goblins were even speaking on the same level as they were.
Many of these merchants weren’t evil people at heart; it was just that their worldviews had been shaped. Fortunately, they cared about their relationship with Alterra so there had been no violence. It was just a matter of time and getting used to things.
At first, Alterrans would always jump in to help the goblins whenever they were being bullied. Eventually, the goblins felt embarrassed at troubling everyone, and many even feared the humans could get tired of them if they kept bringing trouble.
In the end, many of the elder goblins matured and learned how to handle things on the same level as humans, and the adults also learned slowly as well.
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