Chapter 1

There were many types of slaves. They possessed low or intermediate intelligence and a certain degree of talent, allowing them to perform many tasks assigned to them. Generally, the activity areas of production-profession slaves were limited to major cities, while combat-profession slaves could assist players in battles.

Nie Yan didn't need combat-type slaves because slaves were different from summoned creatures. They couldn't be resurrected once they died, just like servants. If a servant died in battle, they couldn't be resurrected either.

He planned to hire three slaves to help manage the various shops in the city and handle some affairs on his behalf.

The slave market was extremely dirty and chaotic, with tents erected everywhere. On both sides of the central street were cages, and inside the huge wooden cages were NPCs with dejected expressions. They were of all ages, their eyes filled with numbness. Some slaves who were strong and had some brute force were tied with ropes.

The burly slave owners wielded whips, lashing out at the slaves in the cages at the slightest dissatisfaction. Shouts, curses, and cries rose and fell.

Nie Yan was a little unaccustomed to such scenes. He thought to himself that the world of Faith was so cruel. Faith realistically presented reality to the players. In such an environment, would you still firmly believe that everything you originally held on to was right?

This was the world set by Faith, and you had to abide by its rules!

Nie Yan checked the information of some slaves. Most of the slaves' talents and abilities were not very good. They could only perform ordinary butler duties. Some slaves who were strong and sturdy had good combat talents and could help their masters fight.

Nie Yan didn't need combat-type slaves. He strolled along, peering into the cages on both sides, selecting good slaves. He needed slaves with better talents, preferably slaves with special abilities. He would rather not have slaves with mediocre abilities.

"Respected sir, do you need slaves? The slaves here are the best in the entire market." A fat slave owner approached, his face greasy and ingratiating. His eyes were squeezed into slits by the flesh, and his cheeks twisted strangely when he spoke, making him repulsive.

Nie Yan frowned. Just as he was about to refuse, he suddenly saw a familiar figure in the cage. It was the little boy, Kalanse, from earlier.

Kalanse was standing with two other companions. One of the companions was a petite little girl who looked quite pretty, about the same age as Kalanse. The other was a boy slightly older than Kalanse, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a sturdy build and bulging muscles all over his body. He was probably a combat profession.

When Kalanse saw Nie Yan, his eyes lit up, and he walked towards the cage.

"Respected sir, hello," Kalanse said respectfully inside the cage.

"Why are you here?" Nie Yan asked, puzzled. He had given Kalanse a thousand gold coins earlier, and Kalanse shouldn't have fallen to this point.

"The despicable Ber里克 took the money you gave me and captured me," Kalanse said, staring hatefully at the fat slave owner Ber里克 beside Nie Yan.

"Sir, don't believe this slave's words. He is a liar and a thief." A fierce and brutal light flashed in the slave owner Ber里克's eyes. Once Nie Yan left, Kalanse would be miserable.

Nie Yan roughly understood the situation. The slave owner next to him was at least an Elite of Level 80. Nie Yan didn't have time to deal with these trivial matters.

"Respected sir, if you can take us away from here, we are willing to be your slaves and do anything for you," Kalanse pleaded. Nie Yan was his last straw.

Nie Yan remembered that in this situation, if you bought a slave, their loyalty would be relatively high, reaching over ninety. Under normal circumstances, buying a slave only had a loyalty of about seventy. If the master was not good to them, they might even rebel. The probability of a slave rebellion was relatively small, but it still existed.

Nie Yan looked at Kalanse's talents.

Evade: Kalanse possesses an astonishing ability to evade, allowing him to avoid being damaged by monsters.

Run: Kalanse is good at running, with a running speed of 528.

Search: Kalanse is more likely to find lost items and mineral veins than ordinary people.

Nie Yan pondered for a moment. Kalanse's three talents were a little different from those of ordinary NPCs and were very rare. Kalanse was not the kind of NPC who needed to stay in the city all the time. He could walk in the wild and even go to some high-level maps, but he didn't have much combat ability and was not good at fighting.

Nie Yan looked at the talents of Kalanse's two companions. The petite little girl was called Delphinia, and her talents were Evade, Drawing, and Affinity. Affinity was good at coordinating the relationships between NPCs, and Drawing included drawing various blueprints, copying blueprints, and so on.

Seeing the talent of Drawing, Nie Yan's heart moved. Delphinia could copy blueprints. Generally, blueprints could be completed in a few hours, while high-level blueprints would take a day or two. If blueprints such as the Frost Catapult could be copied, it would be of great significance to the Ni Ren Tribe.

Seeing Delphinia's talent, Nie Yan immediately made up his mind that he must buy them!

Looking at the other child's talents, the boy with a strong body was called Bernardin. Although he was very young, he had a strong body with tanned skin, like charcoal.

At first glance, Nie Yan thought Bernardin was a combat-profession slave, but after looking at his information, he found that he was a production profession. His talents were Evade, Run, and Dig.

Bernardin was good at Digging. If he was equipped with a good pickaxe, he would be able to mine ore.

"Mr. Ber里克, how much are these three slaves?" Nie Yan asked, looking at the fat-headed Ber里克 next to him.

Ber里克's eyes rolled around. Just as he was about to speak, Nie Yan interrupted him and said, "Mr. Ber里克, I hope you can give a fair price. I don't think the magistrate would allow a Demon Hunter and Great Scholar to be deceived in Hilton Fortress."

Ber里克 smiled awkwardly and said, "Respected Demon Hunter and Great Scholar, the prices of my slaves are absolutely fair. The total cost for three slaves is one hundred and twenty gold coins."

"Ber里克, you despicable fellow! When someone came here to ask for the price, you said it was only sixty gold coins!" Kalanse pointed at Ber里克, his face flushed with anger.

Nie Yan didn't want to haggle with Ber里克 anymore. This guy was disgusting. Nie Yan gave him one hundred and twenty gold coins and said, "Here are one hundred and twenty gold coins. They are mine now."

Seeing Nie Yan pay so readily, Ber里克 looked a little annoyed. He didn't offer a higher price, but unfortunately, the transaction was completed. He took one hundred and twenty gold coins, walked to the side of the cage, opened the cage, glanced at Kalanse and the other two, and said, "You have a new master. Get lost."

Kalanse and the other two glared at Ber里克, wishing they could rush up and fight him, but they understood one thing: they were no match for Ber里克 at all.

Nie Yan said to Kalanse and the others, "Let's go."

Nie Yan walked out of the slave market. Buying three slaves was enough. He found that the loyalty of these three slaves had reached over ninety-five. Kalanse had the highest loyalty, with ninety-nine points, Delphinia ninety-six points, and Bernardin ninety-five points. With such high loyalty, there would generally be no rebellion.

These three slaves had to be used well. The little girl Delphinia was responsible for copying blueprints, and Kalanse and Bernardin searched for mines outside and occasionally had them run errands for him in various cities. The Ni Ren Tribe was equivalent to having three more special production professions.

Walking out of the slave market, Nie Yan was lost in thought. The number of production professions in the Ni Ren Tribe was increasing. The Starlight Potion Shop was developing very well, producing many advanced apothecaries. The other production professions in the Ni Ren Tribe were also developing rapidly, and the number of personnel was constantly expanding, reaching an astonishing level. They were fighting on their own, receiving different tasks every day, and busy with their respective work. In fact, the various production professions were closely related. In the later stages, the production of an item could not be completed by a single apothecary, alchemist, or mechanic alone. It often required dozens of people and several professions to complete together. For example, the Goblin Magic Cannon, the Frost Ironclad Catapult, and so on.

An idea formed in Nie Yan's mind. Why not simply put all these professions together and establish something like a production profession guild, apothecaries, alchemists, mechanics, blacksmiths, tailors, metallurgists, miners... and bring all these professions together. It would be best to build a building somewhere, divided into separate areas, and put the apothecaries, alchemists, and so on, all together, both dividing the work and cooperating, wouldn't that be convenient?

Of course, building such a building would cost a lot of money, at least tens of thousands of gold coins. However, spending these tens of thousands of gold coins would definitely be worth it. How much effect would it produce if so many production professions were all gathered together? It would definitely drive up the surrounding land prices and bring wealth to the surrounding shops.

Nie Yan decided to put such a building near the Starlight Potion Shop. Anyway, there were still two or three large plots of land around that had not been leased out, because ordinary players simply couldn't afford such a large area. Nie Yan had not yet thought about what to do with these plots of land, so he casually built a first-level shop on them to avoid being taken back by the system. Now that he had an idea, he could go back and do this.

Nie Yan perfected this soon-to-be-born production profession guild. A grand plan was slowly forming in his mind.