"What to do with Wright's body?"

"Bury it on the spot."

Herlo searched Wright's body, only to find the bag of 50 soul coins, the rest of the things were not on his body, it seemed that he had just separated from them.

As for everything else, it should be hidden in the dormitory.

There is nothing Helo can do about it.

The underlying logic of the tower is set that the room has privacy and cannot be opened by others.

During the apprenticeship of the sorcerer, he has the right to use the dormitory room, and if he does not participate in the assessment time of the triennial assessment, the tower will default to the death of the apprentice and reclaim the dormitory room.

For the rank magician, the room has the right to belong, even if the magician dies outside the tower, there is no need to worry about the room being reclaimed, the tower will be kept forever until it is opened again.

This is not uncommon, and most sorcerers keep their wealth in their private rooms, but there are also many sorcerers who go out to guard the empire's borders, which is where the adventures come from.

The descendants of the family or passers-by can get the room pass by chance, and they can inherit everything in the room after becoming a rank magician.

To put it simply, the tower doesn't care who owns the room.

He only cares about resources and sorcerers, and belongs to the Tower.

Therefore, the items that Wright placed in the room, Hlo could not get his hands, and Wright was not qualified to make passable objects, and they all relied on the soul to open the room.

Including Helo, the moment he entered the tower, the dormitory room was bound to his soul, and only he could open it.

The two split 50 Soul Coins equally.

Helo weighed the weight of the soul coin in his hand.

Look at Wright's corpse again.

"25 soul coins, it's really cheap, why bother..."

[Moon Energy Explosion]!

Heloh turned and walked towards the passage where he had hidden his things.

The explosion behind him completely mixed the corpse with the soil layer, making it impossible to distinguish between them.

Byrne could barely control his legs and staggered after Herlo.

After entering the passage where the things were hidden, Helo didn't hide anything, and directly removed the floating soil.

Pulled out all the loot.

"Byrne, hurry up and come over and see what is valuable in them."

In the area of selling stolen goods, at present, Herlo thinks that he is not as good as Byrne.

The soul coins in the early stage were all consumed by him on soul arts, and he had not had a chance to explore the market, and the knowledge of the library also needed to be paid, so he naturally couldn't afford it.

So I'll have to let Byrne do it.

"Let me see!"

Byrne endured the pain and was about to squat, but he couldn't control his leg muscles and sat down on the ground.

"Do you want this broken knife?"

Byrne raised Hale's scythe covered in corrupt lymph nodes and asked at Herlo.

"No, it doesn't match my system, and without soul art, I can't play any effect."

Helo is not the kind of fool who is handsome and not powerful.

On the contrary, his aesthetic has always been very strange, and he is more accepting of ugly and weird things than handsome.

Neither of them was suitable for this scythe, so they simply drew to the side where they were sold.

"There's something good!"

Heloh saw Byrne fumbling around the two corpses, and after a while, he pulled out two thumb-sized brown cloth bags from under his robe.

"What is this? Space equipment? ”

As early as when he was carrying the corpses before, he found that these two people didn't have anything on them, and they obviously had space equipment.

It's just that the situation was urgent at that time, and he didn't find it for a while.

Sure enough, Byrne was familiar with the sorcerer's habits, and he found it out when he touched it.

"[Flea Skin] Giant fleas that are a specialty of the Savage Hills, peeling off their skins completely, is a high-quality material for engraving low-level space soul magic formulas, in terms of production, there is basically no possibility of failure to engrave, but it is very difficult to peel the skin, and the probability of failure is basically at this step."

"Is it expensive?" Heloh was curious.

Byrne took the thumb-sized leather bag in the palm of his hand and played with it:

"It's very expensive, for most apprentices, it belongs to the kind that has no price, maybe the [bottom market] can occasionally flow out two or three pieces, but basically they are booked away at a high price in advance."

"It's weird, both of them have this thing."

After hearing Byrne's explanation, Heloh lifted a stone in his heart.

I'm afraid that there are people behind these two people!

Judging from the combat power alone, these two people are not top apprentices.

But it's very spacious, and it's all space-equipped.

"Indeed, but don't worry, the soul bindings on the skin have been untied, and there is no intention to sell them, this kind of thing appears on the [Bottom Bazaar], in case anyone pays attention, they can find out to us."

Helo nodded in approval.

He took a flea skin bag from Byrne and bound his soul to it.

With just one thought, Hero could sense what was hidden inside.

As soon as the thought moved, many things poured out of the thumb-sized leather bag.

"Phew! I thought I was rich with skins, but it turned out to be some garbage. ”

This time there was no need for Byrne to explain, Helo himself could recognize it.

What is poured out of two skin pouches, one totals.

A large handful of soul coins, about four or five hundred.

There are also some soul beast materials, unyielding branches and leaves, purified silk, alloy plates, and rotten meat pieces, which must have been collected by Hall, and Helo saw a variety of germ groups on it, all kinds of colors, very disgusting.

But most of them are common materials, and they are very good to sell in the market.

After estimating the value, it is probably about five hundred soul coins, the number is not very large, and those old foxes in the bazaar will not give discounts, and they will even take the opportunity to raise the price with too many materials.

As for the two hapless apprentices who were taken into the burrow by Marquis.

Poor than!

Helo didn't bother to look at them squarely!

The poor ghost of the province stained himself!

Kicked to the side.

"What are you going to do with this queen essence?"

Byrne wanted to listen to Helo's advice first.

"Don't sell it, this kind of tonic is too rare, the soul coins obtained from selling materials plus their small treasury are enough for us to use for a while, and we are not worried about lack of money in the short term, but the queen essence is very useful, and money can't buy it."

Helo didn't bother and said decisively.

Whether it is to increase the strength of the soul or cultivate the soul beast, the effect of the queen essence is very significant.

Byrne nodded in approval.

The reason he asked Helo was precisely because he didn't want to sell it, and he wanted to know what Helo thought.

"Are these soul beast eggs alive?" Byrne pointed to a large pile of iron ant eggs on the ground, wondering why Hero had brought them up.

Iron ants and other insect soul beasts, when they are still eggs, cannot tell life and death, as long as they pass a specific soul art identification.

At that time, the living iron ant eggs showed some signs and then died of silence