Lynn's eyebrows rose as he looked at the text prompt before him.

Task?

He was not at all surprised.

Whenever a life skill reaches Level 1, it unlocks a function related to farming.

When this [Task] feature appeared, Lynn felt that all the basic functions should now be unlocked.

All nine great skills had reached Level 1.

With a thought, Lynn opened the [Task] panel to check.

The list was completely empty.

Lynn speculated.

Perhaps something needs to be triggered before possessing a task.

Closing the panel, Lynn continued feeding the draft cattle in the barn.

The feed for the draft cattle primarily consisted of beans and distillery mash, supplemented by a large quantity of hay.

Just perfectly maximizing the value of the brewery.

After George brought back two large iron pots.

The brewery's output had already reached two thousand pounds.

Now, with a thousand villagers, Lynn directly built a tavern in the village.

Providing a place for the villagers to relax after work.

As for the price, one penny for three pounds!

...

Lynn walked among the pea fields, inspecting the growth condition of the entire pea crop.

The growth of peas related to Lynn's future grain yield, so he couldn't help but pay attention.

Squatting in the furrow, Lynn gazed at the tiny specks of tender green on the ridge.

After more than ten days of growth, the peas had pushed aside the loose soil covering them and sprouted tender shoots.

The current weather was suitable, with temperature and humidity creating an excellent growing environment for peas.

Lynn picked up a piece of soil and crushed it with his fingers.

The soil did not turn into powder; instead, it felt a bit sticky.

For now, there was no need to irrigate the pea seedlings.

His gaze shifted to the slightly distant land, where there were also pea seedlings just breaking through the soil.

The land is like this; it does not tolerate any deceit.

After planting the seeds, if you treat them perfunctorily and dismissively.

At harvest, it will show you what it means to reap nothing.

Lynn went to the cotton field.

Dozens of cotton plants had grown to nearly fifty or sixty centimeters in height, with light yellow flowers blooming at the tops.

Once the flowering period ends, the pollinated cotton will enter the boll stage, developing and producing fruit.

Cotton seeds come from the cotton bolls.

Lynn scanned the cotton plants and saw no signs of pest damage or climbing.

Lynn felt satisfied.

After inspecting the fields, Lynn was just about to head to the salt factory when Kuisi walked up briskly.

"Master Lynn, Mr. Grayson is here, but he brought a stranger..."

Lynn responded and headed toward the village.

Kuisi followed closely behind.

Arriving at the open space in front of the village.

Grayson and a young woman came into Lynn's view.

Before Lynn could speak, Grayson brought the woman to him.

Grayson bent over and introduced himself first, "Master Lynn, please allow me to introduce... This is my sister, Audrey Brown."

"She is also a slave merchant!"

Lynn raised an eyebrow and glanced at the woman before him.

Her hair, as white as snow, cascaded down her shoulders in wisps.

With delicate cheeks and fair skin, as smooth as mutton fat jade.

She wore a light blue tight-fitting robe, accentuating her graceful figure to the fullest.

Even a casual glance would stir one's imagination.

But the imposing aura emanating from her prevented any covetous thoughts.

She was indeed a great beauty.

With a thought, a string of text appeared in front of Lynn.

[Name]: Audrey Brown

[Age]: 30 years old

[Ability]: Level 3 Trade, Level 3 Oratory, Level 3 Negotiation

[Attributes]: Attack E-, Defense F+, Speed E, Constitution F+, Energy F-

[Talent]: Psychological Insight - Skilled in analyzing the other party's mental state. Emotional changes and hidden intentions.

[Skills]: Tongue as Skillful as a Reed - Possesses exceptionally outstanding vocal skills and expressive ability.

...

Looking at Audrey's character panel, Lynn was a bit surprised.

Three third-level abilities.

And with strong talent and skills.

Lynn understood that this woman was certainly not ordinary.

Audrey casually glanced at Lynn, her eyes filled with indifference.

Grayson continued, "Master Lynn, Audrey wants to make a big deal with you..."

Lynn's eyebrows raised, "A big deal?"

Grayson was about to speak, but the woman intercepted the conversation.

"A large batch of slaves, five hundred people!"

Her words were cold and straightforward, with an undeniable tone.

Lynn wasn't surprised at all and asked.

"I suppose... it's not just as simple as five hundred people, right?"

Even if they all came from nomadic tribes like the Shar Khanate, five hundred slaves would only be worth one hundred seventy-five gold pounds.

Grayson could complete the transaction alone.

Audrey's words were plain, "Five hundred is just the first batch, followed by a second, a third, and even a fourth batch..."

"As long as you can produce the gold pounds, a steady stream of slaves will be delivered to your territory."

"I want to establish a long-term cooperation with you; if you agree, the second batch of slaves will be delivered in half a month."

Lynn frowned.

With open-pit salt and coal mines, buying these slaves would not be difficult for him.

What intrigued Lynn was the source of these slaves.

Four batches of five hundred slaves meant at least two thousand people.

The number was similar to that of a small town's population.

Such a large number of slaves could only mean that somewhere on the continent, a massive war was taking place.

Only war could capture and obtain more slaves.

Lynn stared directly at Audrey, "I need to know the source of these slaves."

Audrey said nothing, her slightly strange light gray eyes staring at Lynn.

A few seconds later.

Audrey opened her vividly red, moist lips, "Portlands Empire, Southern Campaign, any other questions?"

Lynn nodded, "The price."

Audrey immediately said, "Five shillings each, one hundred twenty-five gold pounds."

Grayson, who had been silent beside them, was extremely tense.

Whether it was Lynn or Audrey, their words were as cold as ice.

Devoid of any emotional sentiment.

He was afraid the two might break off negotiations.

One was his long-term business partner, and the other was his sister.

Lynn said, "No problem, one hundred twenty-five gold pounds or four thousand three hundred pounds of fine salt."

Audrey, always with a cold expression, showed a hint of surprise.

"I want fine salt!"

With that.

Audrey paid no attention to Lynn and turned to leave.

The cold voice drifted into Lynn's ear.

"Hurry and load the goods."

Watching Audrey's swaying hips as she strode away on long legs.

Lynn withdrew his gaze.

Grayson hurried to Lynn's side, "Sorry, Master Lynn, Audrey has always been like that in temperament..."

Lynn said, "It's quite good, saves the unnecessary talk."

Seeing that Lynn bore no grudge, Grayson felt relieved.

Lynn continued, "What's the story behind her mention of the Portlands Empire Southern Campaign?"

Grayson glanced back at Audrey.

He saw Audrey squatting at the edge of the lime road, curiously looking at the fields.

Grayson said, "Master Lynn, do you not know?"

"In the south of the Portlands Empire, there have been sightings of witches!"

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