adventurers in the sewers

2 gold, 34 silver, and 211 copper coins, which is 23,611 copper coins.

This amount of money would require a strong laborer earning 600 yuan a month to work for more than three years, enough to support a family of three or four to live comfortably for four or five years.

And now, Louis holds such a heavy sum of money in his hands.

This is what they call "murder and arsonists who get rich."

Unfortunately, Louis could not keep the money for himself; instead, he had to split it with Nora.

This was agreed upon during the collaboration.

Nora will be the main force in dealing with the three members of the Black Scorpion Gang. After the mission is accomplished, the corpses and half of the looted money will go to her, and the rest to Louis.

Even if he could only get half, Louis was still very satisfied.

One gold, eighteen silver, and five copper coins—how many corpses would he have to collect to earn that much?

Louis divided the looted money equally into two money bags, and threw one of them far away at Nora's feet.

The hooded girl crouched down, her long, slender, fair hand flashing out like lightning to quickly grab the money pouch and slip it into her cloak, placing it close to her body.

Although he couldn't see Nora's expression clearly, Louis could tell from her actions that this girl was a little money-grubber no less than himself.

"Let's rest for a while and recover our strength. I'll take you to see the hero's corpse later."

As Louis moved the three bodies to a sewer corner where they wouldn't be easily noticed, he spoke to Nora from several meters away.

"Although you should have expected this, I still have to remind you that the hero's corpse is surrounded by corrupted monsters, so this will be a tough battle."

"I know."

Nora replied calmly, then leaned against the wall to rest and recover her magic.

Louis also needs rest. The duration of his "Physical Enhancement" skill has ended, and he has entered a period of fatigue. He will be able to return to normal in fifteen minutes.

Of course, reality is not a game, and the fatigue period is not so fixed. If you can replenish your energy in time, you can shorten the fatigue period to some extent.

He pulled a dry, black bread from his pocket and, ignoring the stench and blood around him, began to gnaw on it.

At the same time, the magic in the air was also surging towards him, gradually filling up the magic he had previously consumed and the increased mana bar limit.

This process wasn't fast; it lasted for about an hour.

In contrast, Nora, whose blue bar was even lower than Louis', took about the same amount of time to recharge her magic and end her rest.

Louis guessed that Nora probably knew some kind of meditation method to accelerate the recovery of magic power, or that the intelligence attribute itself was closely related to the speed of magic power recovery.

Mages are truly amazing!

Louis's desire for the mage profession grew even stronger.

At the same time, Louis became increasingly aware of just how overpowered the Hero class truly was.

Take him now, for example. He can pick up warrior skills by looting corpses, as well as assassin skills. Theoretically, he can also acquire mage skills, making him a small hexagonal warrior below the professional level.

However, all the skills he could pick up were level 0, which, in his hometown's parlance, would be considered "unorthodox".

The exclusive skills of extraordinary professions can only be learned if the corresponding main attribute value reaches a certain level.

In other words, if Louis were to change his class to Warrior, he could only acquire Warrior skills; acquiring skills from other classes might not be usable.

The hero doesn't have this problem; as long as the stats are high enough, they can learn skills from any class.

Want to become a mage?

Become one directly!

This made Louis even more eager for the Hero's Class Codex.

Regardless of whether I can become a hero, I'll get my hands on that thing first.

"Let's go."

At that moment, Nora's calm voice rang out.

Louis gave an "oh" and pointed to the three hidden corpses:

"What about them?"

Nora: "There's no time to modify it. Let's just leave it there for now. The hero's corpse is more important."

Louis nodded and said nothing more.

Although the gray carrion rats will definitely target the three corpses after they leave, it won't be a big problem as long as they can get back in time.

Louis led the way, keeping a watchful eye on Nora.

He had made up his mind that no matter how dangerous the process of taking the hero's corpse was, he must never use the skill "Concealing Aura".

Only in this way can he catch Nora off guard when she tries to double-cross him.

Louis understood that this kind of thinking, judging others by one's own petty standards, was shameless, but given the example of Dina, he would rather be a villain than a dead man.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the main drain outlet of the sewer where the hero's corpse was hidden.

Standing a hundred meters away, Nora looked up and gazed into the distance at the waterfall formed by the confluence of sewage and the corpse hanging on the iron suspension bridge above the waterfall, lost in thought.

"So this is where it is."

As Nora walked along, she naturally noticed the slime left behind by the flesh slime and knew that this slime was the one she had killed.

It's a pity she couldn't figure out why Ethan died at the hands of that flesh slime, otherwise she could have gotten there first.

"To take away the hero's body, you need to kill all the corrupted monsters in the reservoir first."

Louis reminded him.

"Um."

Nora nodded slightly, rummaging through her cloak.

As she turned the pages, she asked:

"Killing the Black Scorpion Gang's higher-ups is secondary to you, isn't it? Your real target is the hero's corpse. What do you want to gain?"

Louis made no attempt to hide anything and stated directly:

"I want the Hero's Class Codex."

Upon hearing this, the girl tilted her head slightly under her hood, seemingly somewhat surprised.

She hesitated for a moment, then asked:

Have you heard the story of the Hero's Sword?

Louis recalled the original owner's memories and replied:

"It is a sword stuck in a stone, which no one can pull out even with endless strength. Only a true hero can gain its approval."

Nora nodded:

"That's right, the Hero's Class Codex is like a sword in the stone; without its approval, it can never be used."

Louis thought to himself, "Just as I expected."

As he had expected, the Hero's Codex could not be used by those who were not recognized.

Otherwise, the heroes of each generation would probably never have lived to grow up, and countless treacherous people would have tried to seize the title of hero through assassination, poisoning, honey traps, and other means.

Before any foreign invasion could even begin, humanity itself was already in complete chaos.

Even so, I want to give it a try.

Louis deliberately put on a thoughtful expression, and after thinking for a long time, he spoke in a firm tone.

He said this not out of stubbornness, but because he had a huge advantage that others did not have.

He can loot corpses!

The fourth hero hasn't even passed his seventh day memorial yet, and I can still feel his attributes.

If becoming a hero requires certain characteristics that ordinary people don't possess, can these characteristics be taken away by a cheat code?

Nora stared at Louis for a few seconds, then didn't say anything more, only saying:

"All I want is the corpse; the rest is up to you."

Louis secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Nora turn and walk towards the reservoir.

He was genuinely worried that the two sides would start fighting over the spoils before he even got his hands on the hero's corpse. Now it seemed that the two sides could barely continue to cooperate.

After regaining his composure, Louis turned his gaze to Nora, who had walked to the edge of the reservoir, wondering how she planned to deal with the pool full of monsters.

Then Louis saw Nora pull several human hands out of her cloak.

These hands were clenched into fists, with only one thumb sticking out, forming an oval shape like an egg.

Louis's heightened senses at 8 o'clock allowed him to clearly perceive that these human hands contained extremely active and immense magical power, like a bomb that could explode at any moment.

Uh, is this thing called... a hand grenade?