"Everyone is here, I brought you here today, there are some things that need to be explained, the first thing, the studio has decided to train two more pharmacists, a tailor, a blacksmith, and an enchanter, to choose from among you, there is already a pharmacist, a tailor and a blacksmith, and a pharmacist and an enchanter, which of you is interested?" The left-handed hellish gaze swept over everyone's faces and glanced at Nie Fan a few times, "If you can upgrade your production skills to the intermediate level, you will become a full member in the future, and your basic salary will be tripled, and there will be additional bonuses." ”

It is impossible for Nie Fan to be a pharmacist or an enchanter, and if he wants to be a pharmacist or an enchanter, he will be trapped in Moxi, facing a lot of materials every day.

"Hey, hello, my name is Ling Han, and I'm a pharmacist." A young man greeted Nie Fan in a low voice.

Nie Fan glanced at Ling Han, he was about twenty years old, maybe his actual age was younger, he was slightly shorter than Nie Fan, wearing a pharmacist's robe, it seemed that he was the only apothecary among the peripheral players of the Wind Wings.

"Look at you're a bit of a face, you're new here, aren't you? You are really awesome, you are late, and the deputy director is not angry. Ling Han smiled and said.

"I've only been in Wind Wings for a week, and my name is Night." Seeing Ling Han greeting him kindly, Nie Fan also smiled.

"Although the deputy director is not angry, you also have to be careful, he may have remembered you. Vice Dong's temper is worse than that of a woman who comes to the eldest aunt, and he has a great aunt more than once a month. Ling Han's voice was so soft that only Nie Fan could hear it.

Hearing Ling Han ridicule the left-handed hell like this, Nie Fan couldn't help but laugh, and had a good impression of him, without him, because Nie Fan also looked at the left-handed hell unpleasantly.

"Ling Han, how many copper coins do you usually pay a day?" Nie Fan had always had some doubts in his heart, and when he saw that Ling Han was easier to speak, he asked.

"I'm not the same as you, I'm a pharmacist, I don't need to turn it in, the studio will give me some herbs every day, I just need to make as many bottles of potions as I want, because there are fewer herbs now, so my task is not very large, and I can work for a few hours a day. If you're fighting professionally, I'll ask the others for you. Ling Han said, he was a little puzzled why Nie Fan asked this.

"Then I'm bothering you." Nie Fan said.

"You're welcome, a gesture." Ling Han smiled, and after a while, he whispered in Nie Fan's ear, "I just asked, everyone handed in ten copper coins on the first day of the combat profession, twenty copper coins on the second, third, and fourth days, and thirty copper coins on the fifth day."

Hearing Ling Han's words, Nie Fan's heart sank, and he glanced at the left hand hell, the copper coins he handed over were five or six times that of ordinary players! I don't know if this was done by the left hand hell, or if Lin Quan ordered it!

It stands to reason that he has just joined the Wind Wings, and the Left Hand Hell doesn't know him at all, so he won't trouble him on the first day, so it should have been Lin Quan's instructions.

Seeing that Nie Fan's expression was a little strange, Ling Han asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Nothing." Nie Fan shook his head and pondered, if it was Lin Quan's order, why did Lin Quan do this?

After thinking about it carefully, he was able to enter the Wind Wings, which was the result of Lin Xinyan's various pleas, Lin Quan may have reluctantly accepted him because of Lin Xinyan's face, Lin Quan has always looked down on him, and even warned him not to fight Lin Xinyan's idea, so he thought of such an idea and drove Nie Fan out of the Wind Wings. The average player, especially a newcomer who is not very familiar with virtual games, has to complete five or six times the number of tasks of ordinary peripheral members every day, so it is strange that they are not poor! Fortunately, after Nie Fan found out the information left by his father, his strength improved steadily, and he was able to complete the task smoothly every day, Lin Quan saw that he could complete the task every day, so he increased the amount of the task again and again.

It is estimated that Lin Quan wants to embarrass himself in front of Lin Xinyan and let himself leave the Wind Wings in disgrace, otherwise he can let himself get out of the way as long as he just says a word! As for why he was given a B-level helmet, it is also easy to understand, the market price of a B-level helmet is 7,000 yuan, according to the studio's contract, if Nie Fan quits the studio, he will have to pay twice the liquidated damages, which is 14,000. If it is only a C-class helmet worth 3,000 yuan, the payout will be reduced by half.

Thinking of this, Nie Fan clenched his fists, and his heart was full of anger, Lin Quan was inevitably too despicable!

If he quits the studio, what will he do to pay back the fourteen thousand? If he stays in the studio, then he will be constrained by Lin Quan and complete the tasks specified by Lin Quan every day, I don't know what Lin Quan has come up with to make it difficult for him this time!

Thinking of this, Nie Fan gritted his teeth, Wind Wings couldn't stay any longer, and glanced at the backpack, the backpack plus the equipment in the warehouse, and hundreds of thousands of copper coins, if you get the black market of trading equipment, I don't know how many yuan it can be sold.

Low-level equipment on the black market is very cheap, because low-level equipment is replaced quickly, maybe it will be replaced in a few days, and copper coins can't be sold at any price. Nie Fan estimated that these things could be sold for six or seven thousand yuan, of course, if they were sold by large studios such as Wind Wings and Feng Yu, they might be able to sell them for five or six times or even higher.

Only a handful of wealthy people buy low-level equipment in RMB, but those who do generally don't buy it from solo players, but buy it directly from major studios. The major studios have mastered the channels and prices for buying and selling equipment, and they will not share them with the outside world, and it is difficult for a lone player like Nie Fan to sell the equipment in his hand, and even if he does, the price is very low.

Nie Fan thought of Feng Wu Jiutian and Zhan Ge, why don't you let Feng Wu Jiutian and Zhan Ge help him get rid of these equipment, get some money, and pay the liquidated damages of Wind Wings, so that he can leave Wind Wings, but are Feng Wu Jiutian and Zhan Song willing to help? I can only try, and I owe them a favor.

Anyway, he must get the money to buy a helmet, and he has finally made some name in the game, and he must not leave the sword of dictatorship.

"Night, after careful research, we decided to arrange for you to be a pharmacist, and we will focus on cultivating you." Just as Nie Fan was pondering, the voice of Hell in his left hand sounded, "In the next period of time, we will arrange some jobs for you, you can hit the pharmacist level with peace of mind, and when you rush to the intermediate pharmacist, we will give you three times the salary, and at the same time make you a regular employee of our studio." ”

Hearing the words of the left hand hell, a group of peripheral members looked at Nie Fan with envy, Nie Fan had just entered the Wind Wings not long ago, he was really lucky, he guessed that he had some background, some of them had joined the Wind Wings for two or three years, and they had not yet become official members.

Hearing the words of Hell in his left hand, Nie Fan's heart sank, Lin Quan wanted to trap him in Moxi! If he really became a pharmacist, then everything about Nie Fan would be completely controlled!