In this world, Zhao Feng is alone at this time, without any network resources, Todd will definitely continue to follow Baron Pope in the future. Therefore, Zhao Feng must also start to build his own team.

Every mage, if they don't join a magic guild, recruits some followers. Although the mage is strong, it takes time to chant magic, and when it comes to fighting, without the help of followers, the combat effectiveness will vary greatly.

Although Zhao Feng is not a real magician, he also has to recruit his followers, and in the future, when he has his own territory, then these people will be his future people and the cornerstone of his rule.

Zhao Feng already had the identity of a junior magician at this time, and in this hierarchical society, his status was already equivalent to that of a nobleman, and someone would automatically follow him if he casually issued a recruitment announcement. However, that kind of follower relationship is very unstable, if you don't bother to operate, it is very likely that you have just been with the other party for a while, and after the run-in period, the other party has been bought by some other person.

Zhao Feng prefers to use slaves at the bottom of society, who are his private property and can be disposed of at his own discretion, rather than being a free follower.

Although half of Zhao Feng's soul comes from modern times, the other half of his soul is from this world, so he has no psychological burden on using slaves.

"Open your eyes to insight!"

After coming to the slave market, Zhao Feng immediately opened his insight eye and watched the various data of a slave.

"Current creatures: Strength 6 (10), Mental Power 7 (10), Agility 6 (10), Muscle Vitality 8 (10), Intelligence 5 (10), Stamina 8 (10), Bronze Warrior of the first level. Evolve the highest potential, a third-level bronze warrior. No special bloodline, no special abilities. No special talents!"

"Current creatures: Strength 4 (10), Mental Power 7 (10), Agility 8 (10), Muscle Vitality 12 (10), Intelligence 5 (10), Physical Strength 6 (10), Bronze Warrior of the first level. Evolve the highest potential, a second-level bronze warrior. No special bloodline, no special abilities. No special talents!"

“......”

Zhao Feng looked at those ordinary human slaves, all of them were some low data, which made him a little depressed.

"Current creatures: Strength 189 (10), Mental Power 20 (10), Agility 100 (10), Muscle Vitality 112 (10), Intelligence 5 (10), Stamina 188 (10), Bronze Warrior Level 5. Evolve the highest potential, a sixth-level bronze warrior. Minotaur warriors!"

An extremely high value jumped into Zhao Feng's eyes, and following his gaze, Zhao Feng saw a minotaur warrior who was tightly wrapped in iron cables.

"A minotaur. This minotaur is one of the main battle races of the Orc Empire, and has a strength comparable to that of a fifth-level intermediate swordsman. Buy it home, it will be a most powerful miner!The starting price is only ten gold coins!" the host exclaimed.

As the presiding officer's words fell, no one responded.

A fifth-level bronze warrior is far from being worth ten gold coins. It's just that there is a thousand-year-old blood feud between orcs and humans, and the hatred is as deep as the sea, and this auctioned minotaur looked at the humans below, his eyes were full of anger, that is, he bought it back, if there was no master to suppress it, even being a miner was also an unstable factor.

Through Baron Pop's channel, Zhao Feng shot six more Black Spirit Flowers, and at this time he was able to dispose of as many as 168 gold coins, which had temporarily separated from the proletariat.

Zhao Feng looked at the minotaur for a while, and also did not make a bid. Although Zhao Feng also had a way to use the enslavement card to enslave the minotaur. However, not only will this minotaur take a valuable slot from him, but it will be very troublesome if the human church discovers that he can drive the minotaur to fight when he is used.

The Church of the Humans will definitely dispatch whether Zhao Feng is a person who is mixed in the human society, and the method of driving this Minotaur is very troublesome.

In the end, this powerful minotaur actually lost the auction.

Zhao Feng opened his insight eyes, and constantly scanned the open slave group, except for foreign races, there were no good seedlings among the human slaves, and these slaves in the public auction were basically some crooked melons and cracked dates. However, among the alien races, many people have great potential, but these people cannot be recruited to become followers.

"Current creatures: Strength 2 (10), Mental Power 3 (10), Agility 2 (10), Muscle Vitality 4 (10), Intelligence 3 (10), Stamina 5 (10), Bronze Warrior at level 0. Special talent, mecha pilot!"

When Zhao Feng was about to leave the public auction house, a jump of information appeared in his eyes.

"Special talent, mecha piloting, this is a good talent!" Zhao Feng was overjoyed and looked over there.

The so-called special talent is born with this talent, and the development in this aspect will make great achievements in talents, as long as they do not die in the growth, there will be great development in this field.

This kind of talent may be a garbage for other forces in this world, but for Zhao Feng, who owns the God Casa Torres No. 1, this kind of talent is a valuable talent.

Among the mecha cards that can be concocted by the god Casa Torres No. 1, from the extremely heavy pure mechanical combat robots to the demon god machines that can destroy the stars, there are all kinds of mecha cards of all levels, and the only thing that is lacking is the materials for concoction and the pilot of the mecha.

What fell into Zhao Feng's field of vision was a little girl with this dirty blonde hair, curled up in a corner, and a hideous scar on her face that stretched from the corner of her right eye to her lips, looking very ugly and disgusting.

"How much does this girl cost?" Zhao Feng asked as he walked up to a slave merchant and pointed at the little girl.

"Five, oh no, three silver coins and she's yours. Honorable Mage!" The slave merchant glanced at the little girl who had been broken, and then glanced at the magic badge on Zhao Feng's chest, which represented the magician, and said respectfully.

It is not uncommon for a high-ranking magician to come to this slave market to buy slaves in person. Although the Chamber of Commerce behind this slave trader was not afraid of a junior magician like Zhao Feng, this slave trader was unwilling to offend a noble mage.

Zhao Feng took out three silver coins from a money bag and handed them to the slave merchant, who handed over a piece of paper to Zhao Feng.

This means that the little human girl in front of her has legally become Zhao Feng's slave, and Zhao Feng's thought of life and death is between life and death!