The corpse turned into a stream of black energy that entered the crystal.
It was the same as the arrow from Small Artillery.
As undead power, the method of absorption was no different.
Lorne stepped back.
At this moment, the magic circle that had obtained energy activated again.
Under the black light, a Death Worm walked out of the small cave.
"There really is just one."
After killing the monster, Lorne checked the panel of the summoning magic circle again.
He found no change in energy reserve.
This was good news.
If he was not mistaken, every point of energy was equivalent to 30 monsters.
"One point is equivalent to 30 monsters. 1,000 points of energy should be equivalent to 30,000 monsters!"
"One monster is equivalent to 300 experience points. 30,000 monsters are equivalent to 9 million experience points!"
"That's a lot…"
According to Lorne's calculations, this experience could allow Aisha to reach Level 20.
He also let the levels of [Rimuru] and [Long-Tongued Bat] catch up.
With that in mind, Lorne threw in another higher-level corpse.
Soon, he obtained more important information.
That was…
Corpses with noble titles could provide more energy.
The energy of a Knight was ten times that of an ordinary corpse, but the energy of a Baron was fifty times that of an ordinary corpse!
As for the higher-ranked Marquis, the energy produced was 5,000 times that of ordinary corpses!
Lorne happened to have a Marquis's corpse on him that could be used to summon worms for a long time.
After checking the resources, Lorne opened the chat channel of the ruins of the war and made an announcement.
"Buying 50,000 warrior corpses at 1.2 times the market price. The minimum is 1,000 corpses in each transaction. Whoever has the goods can message me."
"Buying warrior corpses…"
"Buying warrior corpses…"
Lorne made many announcements at once.
After all, it was a huge business worth a few million dollars. He had to make people trust him.
As for why he wanted 50,000?
This was to prepare for the other summoning magic circles in the future. Even if he did not find other magic circles in the future, Lorne could use these corpses to exchange for some reputation points. In short, he would not lose out.
…
At the same time, the entire chat channel of the ruins of the war became lively.
"Gosh! It's Tyrant!"
"Even Tyrant is buying corpses?"
"This God-tier player is indeed God-tier. He actually has a requirement when purchasing the corpses. The minimum is 1,000 corpses per deal. This is too sick."
"A thousand corpses is worth 20,000 according to the market price. If only I had so many!"
"Brothers, we can share. Everyone, save up the corpses and sell them together. Then, we can split the profits."
"Count me in!"
"I have 32!"
"Count me in. I have 55…"
…
In a valley of the Doomsday Forest, Twinkle Rose and the others were crazily looting. Because they had bought a lot of equipment from Tyrant, the number of Level 20 players was much higher than that of other large guilds.
Therefore, their harvest was even greater.
Twinkle Rose held her beautiful face and smiled at the warrior corpses in her bag.
There was indeed strength in numbers. In just a few days, there were already more than a hundred thousand corpses.
When she returned to Iron Skull City in the future, these corpses would increase the reputation of the guild's elites by a lot.
Thinking of this, Twinkle Rose could not stop smiling.
At this moment, she saw a notification crazily flashing on the chat channel of the ruins of the war.
"Acquiring the warrior corpses?"
Without thinking, Twinkle Rose opened her friend list and contacted Tyrant.
Originally, she wanted to distribute all these corpses to the guild elites, but when she saw Lorne's words, she immediately thought of selling them to him.
"Brother Tyrant, is it urgent? I can sell it to you at the market price." Twinkle Rose sent a message.
"No need, I'm almost done."
Lorne rejected it, but then asked, "You should have many people in Iron Skull City, right?"
"Yes, why? Can I help you?"
"No."
"..."
Looking at the reply, Twinkle Rose sent a series of ellipses, representing her speechlessness.
Then, she gritted her teeth and sent another message, "Good brother, do you have a business to take care of me? You know that the sisters of the Silver Snow Guild don't have money to buy bags anymore. You have to help us."
Seeing the message, the corners of Lorne's mouth curled up, "Since you have made this request, I'll be generous and help you."
"Get someone to go to the Alchemist Association and use my name to transport the produced antidote to the expeditionary army camp. Then, hand it to Super Rich for sale. After completing the mission, I'll give each of you a gold coin per day. Do you want to do it?"
Even though the gold coins had depreciated, they were still worth 3,000 dollars.
It required three days.
In other words, the total employment fee was close to 10,000 dollars!
Such an errand mission was simply too worth it.
"No problem."
Twinkle Rose's eyes lit up, and she continued, "However, I have a small request. Can you hand the potion to us for sale? We will only accept 5% of the reward. How about it?"
"Impossible, you're too naive. If you sell the potions for three silver coins, I won't be able to recover the cost."
Lorne rejected her decisively.
Although this big-busted sister would definitely not sell it in the same way as before with the experience from last time, even if she suddenly realized something, her understanding of sales could not compare to Super Rich.
Pfft—
On the other side, Twinkle Rose had the urge to vomit blood. The selling of potions for three silver coins was her greatest sore spot in the past few days. This guy still wanted to use it to mock her. Why was there such a detestable guy?
"I accept your employment. Remember to contact the Alchemist Association."
"Yes."
In the end, the two reached a deal.
Twinkle Rose definitely had no reason to refuse. After all, her guild members would automatically head to the ruins of the war after reaching Level 20.
It would be the same even without the employment fees.
