I, who was killing God, became a knife crusher

Yue Miaomiao coughed a few times, then responded obediently.

"Miss, are you interested in other slaves? We have strong men who are suitable for labor, old people who want to be abused, boys and girls who are not pretty, handsome men and beautiful women who want to serve at night, and we have trained all kinds of skills."

The slave traders began to sell their slaves.

The sickly cat girl he just sold was at a very low price. If Mi Zhou didn't sell something else, he would lose money.

"Well, no men, but women, well, give me a package price."

"Beat, pack up? You want them all?" The slave trader was stunned.

"Well, if the price is right, I was planning on forming a maid group anyway."

Mi Zhou spoke while rubbing the cat ears.

"Then... what do you think of thirteen holy gold coins in total? Let me make a little profit. This price is already very low."

The slave trader hesitated for a moment, then quoted a price to Mi Zhou.

His profit at this price is indeed not high, but it is a matter of small profits but quick turnover. He can then buy more slaves, so overall he still makes some profit.

"Well...it's really not expensive. I'll take them all."

Mi Zhou took out thirteen holy gold coins and handed them to the slave trader.

"Thank you for your patronage, Miss. These slave contracts are proof of your hard work. My personal suggestion is that you go over there and stamp them with the seal of your family. This way, they will be slaves with an owner, which means they are yours and will not be captured when they walk around. Otherwise, they may still be captured without the brand."

The slave trader spoke up to remind.

“What if you have the seal and are still arrested?”

Mi Zhou asked.

"Please rest assured, this kind of behavior is strictly prohibited in the Effort Union, because selling with the left hand and catching with the right hand is a very deceptive act, which is not conducive to the development of the market. Slaves with slave seals can only be sold after the former owner has issued a letter of authorization."

"The slaves who have been stamped with your seal will be regarded as your people. They will no longer be masterless slaves, but will enjoy the rights of servants in your home."

"If a slave with your seal is captured, you can not only notify the knights to hunt down the people who violated the rules and captured your slaves, but our slave guild will also hand over the merchants who sold the slaves to you for questioning if we find such slaves with your seal. Please rest assured that we slave traders are committed to building a good market. After all, only when you, the guests, feel at ease will you be willing to buy our slaves."

The slave trader promised.

"I can't believe you guys did this in such an orderly manner."

Mi Zhou commented.

"After all, this is how we make a living."

The slave trader said happily.

Of course he was happy to meet such a generous big client like Mi Zhou.

"Give me a package price for the rest, and I'll give them to my friends."

Mi Zhou thought for a moment and spoke.

This friend, of course, is Emilia. It will definitely be better for the remaining slaves to live with Emilia than to be sold to others as slaves here. After all, with Emilia they can live as human beings instead of slaves.

Anyway, these slaves are not expensive, just a small amount of money for her.

"If you want all the rest, how about fifteen holy gold coins in total? Apart from the beautiful female slaves, adult males are more expensive because they can do manual labor. These old ones are for you."

The slave trader started to discuss this with Mi Zhou.

"Okay, I'll buy it."

Mi Zhou once again took out fifteen holy gold coins and handed them to the slave trader.

"If you are interested in slaves, how about we sign a long-term cooperative relationship? Just tell me what kind of slaves you need and I will find them for you."

The slave trader who received the holy gold coin said with great joy.

"Hey! Titlis! You've made so much money, it's time for us to do some business!"

The surrounding slave traders came up and surrounded Mi Zhou, each of them trying to please Mi Zhou with a flattering smile on their faces.

"Miss, our slave is strong and good-looking. Would you like to come and see us?"

"Come to my house. My price is very cheap, 10% cheaper than that of Titlis."

"Okay, let's take a look at it later. Take your time."

Mi Zhou quite enjoyed the feeling of being lined up to please others. It didn't cost much money anyway, so she decided to buy more slaves.

Two hours later, Mi Zhou led all the slaves out of the slave market.

"Ram, take these maids to the Girls' Frontline world and have them clean up. Then give them a meal. Find an agent to arrange for some people to see them. Then train a group of maids for me. Rem, take these male slaves with me to Emilia's camp. I will give them their freedom back."

As Mi Zhou spoke, he opened a cross-border passage and space gate.

"Yes, young lady, please follow me."

Ram called out to the female slaves and then walked into the cross-border passage. Mi Zhou, Rem and the remaining slaves walked into the space gate leading to Emilia's slum camp.

"Hey, Mi Zhou, who are these people?"

Looking at the slaves that continued to appear in the space gate, Emilia asked in some confusion.

"I bought them cheaply at the slave market, but they are useless to my family, so I'll give them back their freedom. You won't discriminate against them, right? They are all poor people anyway. I wanted to let them live here. Many of them have labor, so they can help you build a camp."

Mi Zhou began to explain.

"Ok."

Emilia nodded.

Mi Zhou then turned around and looked at the slave who walked out of the space gate.

"From today on, you are free and can live in this camp without worrying about being taken as slaves again like you were in the Kingdom of Luknica."

Mi Zhou started talking.

If freedom was returned to these slaves in the Kingdom of Lukenica, they would eventually be captured and enslaved as they had no means of making a living, which would be meaningless, so she brought them to Emilia.

"Thank you, Miss. We will pray to the dragon for your blessing for the rest of our lives. Thank you for giving us freedom."

The slaves knelt down on the ground and expressed their gratitude to Mi Zhou.

"Ha, it's better to pray to me than to the dragon. I am the goddess."

Mi Zhou said proudly.

Wouldn't it be great to gather a group of believers? Although this number of believers is too small compared to Moyin, they are still believers no matter how few they are.

"Then we will pray to you every day."

After hearing what Mi Zhou said, the slaves started to speak.

After all, Mi Zhou not only gave them back their freedom, but also helped them find a living environment where they could survive, which was equivalent to giving them a new life. Naturally, they would be willing to believe in Mi Zhou.

"Okay, Emilia, you can find someone to receive and arrange for them."

Mi Zhou started talking.

"Okay, by the way, Miss Anastasia is ready, you can go over."

Emilia reminded.

"Okay, let's find an elf to take us there."

Mi Zhou nodded.

Then Emilia found an elf and took Mizhou and Rem to the Hexin Chamber of Commerce.

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The reception room of Hexin Chamber of Commerce.

The floor was covered with exquisite animal skin carpets, and the huge dining table was filled with nearly a hundred kinds of exquisite desserts. This was a dessert feast created by Anastasia, who gathered the Hexin Chamber of Commerce and recruited all the pastry chefs in the Kingdom of Luknica.

She spent a lot of money to entertain Mi Zhou.

After all, Mi Zhou and Mo Yin had not been heard from for such a long time since they left last time, so as soon as Emilia notified her this time, she planned to entertain Mi Zhou in the highest manner.

Soon, Mi Zhou and Rem were brought into the conference room by the maids.

Seeing the table full of snacks, Mi Zhou's eyes lit up a little.

"Ms. Mi Zhou, please take a seat."

Anastasia raised her hand and invited Mi Zhou to sit down. Mi Zhou sat down on the seat in front of the snack without hesitation, then picked up the snacks on the table and started eating.

Anastasia was not in a hurry to negotiate terms with Mi Zhou. After all, it would be convenient to talk about things only after Mi Zhou was satisfied with the food. Letting Mi Zhou eat first could show her sincerity.

After eating six kinds of snacks in a row, Mi Zhou finally stopped, took a sip of black tea, and then turned his gaze to Anastasia.

"Ms. Mi Zhou, are you satisfied?"

Anastasia asked with a smile.

"Well, it's delicious, but some of the desserts are still not as good as my pastry chef's."

Mi Zhou commented that she was not bragging, Xiao Ai and Chuntian's cooking skills were very impressive, the reason why some of the dim sum here could surpass theirs was mainly because the methods of making these dim sum were novel, and Xiao Ai and Chuntian had not yet learned how to make them.

"Haha, this is the masterpiece of all the pastry chefs in the Kingdom of Luknica, even the royal pastry chef. It seems that the chef in Miss Mi Zhou's family is also very capable."

Anastasia complimented.

"Of course, my family cooks delicious food!"

Mi Zhou said this proudly, and then his face turned serious.

"Let's talk business. You didn't call me over just to treat me to snacks, did you?"

"Indeed, I want to be friends with you, Miss Mi Zhou."

Anastasia spoke up.

"Pfft, friends without vested interests?"

Mi Zhou sneered, then picked up another piece of dessert and started eating. She had the ability to read minds passively, and could tell at a glance what Anastasia was really thinking.

"I admit that I hope to borrow your power, including the power of mind reading, but before that we have to become friends, right? If it is a direct relationship of interest, I don't think I have much to impress you, Miss Mi Zhou."

Anastasia said frankly that since she had already guessed that Mi Zhou could read minds, she naturally did not intend to tell lies. After all, all lies were meaningless in the face of mind reading.

"Well, occasionally helping you read a person's inner thoughts is fine, but if you want us to support you in the king's selection and help you ascend to the throne, that's not okay."

Seeing that Anastasia had come clean to him, Mi Zhou opened his mouth to answer.