The Innkeeper

Lex spent quite a lot of time playing- eh, no, designing his next tavern on Mindcraft. But he could not shirk his duties either, since this was his Inn, so Lex relied on a very basic cloning technique he had mastered.

His clones would have a fraction of his strength, and could not go too far from his main body. In fact, their range was limited to the extent of Lex's spirit sense, which was actually quite massive. But, considering his connection and awareness to the entire realm, his clones could go anywhere within the realm itself.

As such, it was no problem having them accompany Ripley as he continued to audit the Inn. Lately, he had been going over the roles of the various staff members and the divisions, looking for inefficiencies or redundancies.

In this matter, at least, Lex was confident the Inn would perform well. With only a few hundred thousand staff members dealing with millions of guests everyday, it was impossible to not have the most efficient system in place.

The system helped a lot, yes. But that did not mean that the workers themselves were incompetent.

There were other things across the Inn that also required his attention, yet nothing so serious that a clone couldn't handle it. Despite appearances, Lex took the future development of his system very seriously.

He was new to the Immortal realm, so his understanding of how to cater to immortals was superficial. But he had been a mortal for most of his life, and knew very well how to take care of them.

Only once he was completely satisfied with what the Inn could offer mortals - and he himself was strong enough - would he start dealing with immortals. This was, of course, assuming nothing else unexpected happened.

That meant, for now, Lex focused entirely on building his new tavern. After he finished building various models for his tavern, Lex considered his needs.

He already had a normal, wooden tavern that fit in quite well in small cities, towns and villages in most 1 star worlds as long as they had humanoid races.

For his second tavern, he wanted a different kind of structure, at the very least, so it could be used in different settings.

He narrowed it down to three structures, and if he retained the opportunity to make more taverns he would make all three, but for now he would settle for a single one.

The choices were, predictably, a massive tree house tavern and a castle tavern, while the last was a little unexpected, and instead was an underground tavern.

He selected each one for very specific reasons, other than the fact that they were cool as heck. He intended to house each of these structures with workers of different races. The treehouse would be managed by the elves, of which Lex had many new workers who had joined through the use of platinum keys. The castle would be housed by humans, which was not new. The underground bunker would, obviously, be filled with dwarfs.

Although the dwarfs of the Midnight realm were quite content to work and live within their own secluded mountain range, Orin I, their leader, had sent a few thousand dwarfs to the Inn anyway to learn about the outside world.

Many of those initial dwarfs had eventually become workers at the Inn, with the rest eventually returning to work their mines. It was important to mine all the Veetavil that they could, for Orin was growing stronger now, and with his increased strength could forge new treasures.

Lex closed his eyes and weighed the pros and cons, as well as the difficulty of each of those projects. Since he had to make the tavern himself, that meant he couldn't take any external help. A treehouse tavern would obviously be better if he could get the turtle to grow it, and an underground tavern would obviously benefit if the halls could be built by the dwarfs. That obviously only left him the option of a castle.

But Lex had a new perspective on things. He suspected that if he took the most difficult task and performed it well, the system would reward it the most. This was a bit of common sense, only now Lex suspected that the reason behind that was that only difficult things would be entertaining.

With that thought, he finally settled on building a treehouse tavern.

Lex had no intention of doing things lightly, so the first thing he did was go to the Midnight Library, which by now was filled with billions of books. The number of techniques it had up to the Golden core level was astounding, and a decent collection of Nascent level techniques had also been gathered. ℝÀΝ𝖔𝐛ΕŜ

There were a few Earth Immortal level techniques, but they weren't really available to be viewed by the public, as Lex had personally set up restrictions for them. After all, all those techniques had been collected from the Temple of Fasting!

Besides just cultivation techniques, the library contained a vast reserve of knowledge on various topics within the cultivation world, and that's exactly what Lex needed now.

The first, most important thing to decide would be the kind of tree to use to grow the tree for the treehouse. The idea seemed insane considering the time it took for a tree to grow. It would take years for Lex to complete the treehouse. That is the kind of thinking of a mortal, and as an immortal Lex did not subscribe to it.

Instead, he was a follower of the thought process that cultivation magic would solve all his problems.

Also, the Midnight realm itself had certain laws associated with growing trees, a result of the Heavenly tree dominating an entire continent for a long time. He was sure he could figure something out.

There were thousands of books and reading material to go through so this would take a long time. Fortunately, due to his increased speed as an immortal, a long time actually meant like, 7 minutes.

He flipped the book in front of him shut with his decision made. He would use a Void Sequoia tree.

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