After the slave owners went bankrupt, they all wanted to keep me as a mistress.

The goblin's gaze quickly fell on Mu Qiu.

"Being able to enter through the main entrance means you must have been approved by the Goddess of Wealth! My name is Nokonobo! If you don't mind, you can call me Bobo, just like my friends do!"

The goblin merchant, who called himself Bobo, greeted everyone enthusiastically. He patted the thick arm of a troll woman beside him, signaling them to stop, and then began to introduce himself as if he were the owner of the place:

"Welcome to the Fortune Club! Kid, let me tell you, this isn't some gambling den for poor bastards!"

"here."

He spread his short arms in an exaggerated hugging gesture, the gemstone rings on his fingers jingling: "It is the most dazzling sanctuary of the goddess of wealth on earth! It is a club exclusively for those of us who truly possess wealth and know how to squeeze wealth from others!"

"Extorting wealth from others..."

Mu Qiu blinked and couldn't help but ask, "So, everyone here is a slave owner?"

"Slave owner?"

Bobo was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Haha! That's not wrong. Every one of us here has countless slaves and workers under our command! If you want to talk about it, we are indeed slave owners! But we are much more advanced than the slave owners you see outside!"

Even the most powerful slave owners are still slave owners.

Mu Qiu's lips twitched.

His profession seems to be that of a slave owner, right?

So, it seems he has a special attack on everyone in this club?

"Kid! If you hadn't been able to come in through the front door, I wouldn't be arguing with you like this!"

Bobo had no idea what Mu Qiu was thinking. He held up two long, thin fingers and said, spitting as he spoke, "To get in from here, money alone isn't enough; you also need qualifications!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the bronze-like emblem at the entrance.

"See that inconspicuous emblem at the entrance? That's the Goddess of Wealth's power detection array! To get in, you must meet at least two of the following conditions!"

He counted on his fingers, and with each point he mentioned, his smugness grew.

"First, I have at least five million gold coins in cash that I can carry with me or access at any time!"

"Note that this is cash that is entirely yours to control! Family funds, real estate, etc., are not recognized by the goddess!"

"Secondly, possess more than ten high-grade starstones! Those who know, know the value of these things; those who don't, I won't explain further. This stuff is too complex, and saying too much won't do you any good."

"Third, possess a top-grade Starshine Stone! Hehe, this kind of thing can't be obtained just by having money! You need connections!"

"Fourth, possess three legendary or one epic-level or higher tradable treasures, and they must be the kind that can be taken out and displayed at any time! Those kept in the family or already used do not count!"

"Fifth, the amount of money earned from others exceeds 20 million gold coins! This should be the easiest one. Everyone who can join our club has exploited those poor bastards, right?"

As Bobo spoke, he winked and made faces at Mu Qiu.

“Right…right?”

Mu Qiu coughed lightly, his expression somewhat subtle.

Well, I'm sorry, but it seems like his money just fell from the sky.

Bobo thought Mu Qiu was just too embarrassed to admit it, so he didn't pay much attention. This was probably just the kind of face-saving that human nobles had. Even though they made their money by exploiting those poor people, they insisted that it was all hard-earned money.

He casually remarked, "Actually, there are occasionally some adventurers who manage to squeeze in through their own efforts, but these people are quickly expelled."

"Expelled?"

Mu Qiu frowned slightly, and asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Because this qualification isn't permanent. The goddess's divine power is constantly watching over every member of the club. Once your net worth... well, accidentally falls below the minimum threshold, you won't be qualified to enter this kind of place again."

Bobo chuckled and said, "Those legendary and epic equipment that have been used by adventurers for a long time will not be traded. Only legendary and epic treasures that are available for sale can meet the fourth condition!"

"Moreover, even legendary adventurers don't keep their starstones; they use them to upgrade their legendary rank. These adventurers might occasionally meet the requirements to enter the club once, but the next time they come, they'll find they can't get in!"

"Once someone is expelled from a club, they are no longer eligible to enter the club unless they come in as an attendant!"

After saying that, he proudly raised his chin, seemingly enjoying the feeling of introducing such high-level etiquette.

Seeing Mu Qiu fall silent, Bobo put his arm around the two troll female companions beside him and grinned, "Like that ugly little rabbit, or my sweethearts. Although they don't meet the wealth standard, as my possessions, they can come in with me to see the world! How about it, kid, you've broadened your horizons, haven't you?"

He could tell that Mu Qiu was clearly not an adventurer and lacked experience. He probably didn't have any Starstones or treasures of epic quality or higher, so he was probably someone who had entered the game through wealth, just like him.

Thinking of this, Bobo had a sudden thought and felt that this human boy was worth befriending. He then adopted a magnanimous posture and said with a smile:

"Kid, have you taken a fancy to my sweethearts? They're the most beautiful women in the troll race. If you like, I can give you one so you can open your eyes to the world!"

Mu Qiu's lips twitched.

A troll beauty? I think you're really hungry, you goblin.

As she spoke, Bobo showed a somewhat distressed expression: "These troll beauties aren't something you can just buy whenever you want. Ordinary trolls are just unintelligent and rude creatures; intelligent species like them are rare. With their height and size, driving a big vehicle must be quite a sight..."

"Cough, cough—!"

Mu Qiu coughed twice, subconsciously took a few steps back, and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "No, no, I'm not worthy of this."

Goblins driving troll wagons? You've got quite the lifestyle.

Hearing this, Bobo beamed. He was actually reluctant to give away his troll beauty, and he regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth. Fortunately, the other party didn't actually accept her: "Kid, what's your name? What kind of business do you do?"

"Mu Qiu, let's just say he's in the slave-owning business."

Mu Qiu said casually.

Slave owners are in the slave trade, so it's not wrong for the master of slave owners to be in the slave trade as well, right?

"Oh, you're in the slave trade, huh? Hehe, then I suggest you go check it out over there."

He pointed to a table of wealthy human merchants playing dice in the distance and said, "That guy named Had is also in the slave trade. You should have similar topics to discuss. By the way, at the Fortune Club, we usually don't participate in the gambling ourselves; we send our attendants to gamble."

As he spoke, Bobo pointed to a small hall on the side and said, "If you want to participate in the gambling yourself, you'll have to go to the private hall, which has a higher entry barrier. How about I take you there to see it?"

Mu Qiu simply smiled faintly at the goblin's boasting and shook his head: "Thank you for your explanation, Mr. Bobo. We're here for the first time, so we'll just take a look around."

Seeing that Mu Qiu didn't delve deeper into the topic, Bobo also felt bored and pouted, "Alright, you guys have fun by yourselves. Remember, here, wealth is everything! Have a good time, and I hope to see you here again next time, haha!"

He smiled knowingly, then put his arm around his troll female companion and swayed toward a bar.

After seeing the goblin merchant off, Mu Qiu walked toward the table the merchant had mentioned earlier.

As he walked over, he heard the slave owner, Hader, having a heated conversation with someone next to him.

"Iman! Your centaurs are indeed very efficient! But they cost too much money!"

"Centaur have huge appetites! They need more food to feed them, and if they are treated too poorly, they will protest collectively! But human slaves are different. As long as they don't starve to death, you can starve them to death, and they will find a way to get food to fill their stomachs! Occasionally, some will starve to death, but that is a normal loss, and you can make up for it with more human slaves!"

"In terms of cost-effectiveness, my human slaves are clearly superior to your centaur slaves..."

Another person nearby burst into laughter: "Had, look at you, so pathetic. All you know how to do is exploit those poor slaves?"

"What are you saying? Aren't commoners and slaves meant to be exploited?"

Hader looked displeased: "Am I supposed to let those poor bastards live a good life? Giving glittering gold coins to the poor is no different from killing me."

Iman slammed his hand on the table and snorted through his nostrils: "That's right, all those wretched centaur slaves know how to do is protest, protest, and they even dare to go on strike. So I later sent some human slaves to manage them, and sure enough, the centaurs started protesting against those human slaves instead of coming to me to protest!"

As he spoke, a smug expression appeared on his face.

"If we dare to strike today to fight for three meals a day, I don't even dare to think about what we can fight for tomorrow!"

"Slaves won't starve if they only eat two meals a day! If they eat one more meal, won't I have to spend half the money again?"

The slave owners nearby showed expressions of approval.

"Iman, that was a brilliant move! We absolutely cannot give in to the slaves. A bunch of lowly slaves, trying to negotiate? Who gave them the courage?"

"Haha, of course I didn't mean for you to stop exploiting slaves!"

The man laughed again, "I mean, don't you dare to exploit adventurers? Although there are few adventurers, each one is very lucrative! Although the Starry Sky Law prevents us from collecting dungeon taxes from adventurers, I have people stationed near the dungeon entrance to collect tolls. Then, I'll release large amounts of lure potions at the dungeon entrance outside the city to create a dungeon riot, making adventurers afraid to enter the dungeon through the outside entrance and forcing them to enter through the entrance inside the city!"

"If you want to get out, you have to pay another toll! If you don't pay, you'll have to wait inside because we need to check if the adventurers are monsters in disguise. As for how long you'll have to wait... that depends on how much you pay! Don't even think about getting out if you don't pay!"

"Give a portion of this money to the local city lord, and the connections will naturally be established!"

Someone nearby immediately slapped the table in admiration: "Holy crap, how did you come up with this idea? Yeah, even though the Star Council doesn't allow us to collect dungeon taxes, it's perfectly reasonable for the city to check the authenticity of adventurers in order to prevent monster invasions!"

"As for how the inspection will be conducted and how long it will take, that depends on what we say."

"That's a great idea! We also want to learn your advanced pressing techniques!"

"Looks like coming to the Wealth Club today was the right decision; I've learned another clever trick for exploiting adventurers!"

"Your trick is brilliant! The poor need to be exploited, and adventurers need to be exploited too. That's what makes it healthy!"

Chapter Ninety-Eight: In order to prevent my master from becoming despicable, let's launch a lewd offensive against him!

As the slave owners chatted animatedly, Hader seemed to join in. He pulled a golden dice cup from his pocket, took out three golden dice, and grinned, saying:

"Same as always, today we're not betting on anything else, we're betting on the future of slaves!"

"I'll come first!"

Iman waved his hand, pulled out three gold coins and placed them on the 'big' sign, saying in a bold tone, "My bet is the food expenses for my centaur slaves for the next three days!"

"If I lose today, I'll starve them for three days!"

Mu Qiu, who had just approached, couldn't help but ask curiously, "What if they win? Will they get extra money for food?"

"Add a food allowance?"

Iman's body trembled.

It's been a long time since I've heard such an innocent statement!

Even a three-year-old child in their family knows that money is for slaves to see, not for slaves to spend!

Giving glittering gold coins to slaves is just a waste of money!

In this wealth club filled with slave owners, there are actually... new slave owners of such low rank?

Iman frowned, slowly turned his head, his gaze first falling on Mu Qiu, and then sweeping over the two girls wrapped in cloaks and hoods behind him.

"A newbie? Just became a slave owner?"

Mu Qiu nodded. He felt an itch to take out his whip after listening to what the group had just said. He asked, "Are you all... slave owners?"

"Of course, but we don't refer to ourselves that way when we're out in public."

Iman was clearly surprised that such a newcomer would join the Fortune Club. He carefully examined Mu Qiu for a few moments and saw that the other man had no calluses on his hands, fair skin, and looked every bit the noble young master. Only then did his brows relax slightly.

Judging from their appearance, they weren't the kind of adventurers who suddenly became rich overnight, but rather slave owners of noble birth, just like them.

"Um……"

Iman nodded almost imperceptibly, as if he had guessed something, and slowly said, "Your family elders sent you here to learn from our advanced exploitation techniques, right?"

Mu Qiu blinked.

Advanced pressing techniques?

When Iman saw that he didn't answer, he assumed that the young slave owner was just introverted and didn't pay any attention to it. Instead, his urge to give instructions kicked in again.

Normally, he would like to offer his opinions while others played chess, but in this place, everyone was a powerful slave owner with extensive experience in exploitation, whose status was no less than that of ordinary legends and whose wealth was comparable to that of epic figures, so no one would listen to his advice.

For example, that Hader is the behind-the-scenes owner of the second largest slave arena in the capital and several large auction houses!

The attendants around him all possessed strength at the Orichalcum level!

As for why there are no Mithril-level followers, the reason is simple: a Mithril-level follower would become a Legendary follower and be able to break the contract. Having such a being by your side could easily lead to accidents.

Moreover, this is the place of the Goddess of Wealth's divine favor; if the conditions are not met, only those who have signed a follower contract or a slave contract can enter with their master.

If it were a bodyguard, they wouldn't be allowed to enter this place.

Hader is usually escorted by a legendary knight when he goes out, but hiring a legendary knight is very expensive.

As for getting the other party to sign a retainer contract, that's even more impossible.

Today, a naive and clueless slave owner has arrived, which makes Iman want to teach him a lesson. He points to the three gold coins on the table and smiles slightly, saying, "Do you know why I used three gold coins to bet?"

Mu Qiu pondered for a moment and asked, "Is it because the three gold coins represent three days' worth of food expenses?"

"wrong!"