Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Skulls, spines, and pelvises, skeletons of young girls, complete skeletons of orcs, preserved corpses before decomposition of both humans and orcs, miniature skulls…
The transaction date on this list was just six months prior, and the "inventory" listed on the scroll alone was at least a hundred corpses.
"For any red-light district, it is quite normal for the 'refreshing and updating' of 'merchandise.' After all, ordinary people's bodies can't withstand many years of such harsh treatment. A prostitute that can live to the age of thirty would be considered fortunate." Yang Qiu revealed no emotion, calm and collected as usual. "From this perspective, Mr. Mayor as well as the baron that supports him are indeed commercial geniuses. Their utilization of 'consumables' is quite impressive."
Inspector Lowell exhaled and placed the light yet incredibly heavy scroll on the table.
For most ordinary folk, it was probably unimaginable to them that the corpses of sentient beings could be bought and sold.
And unlike the general understanding of most people, it wasn't black mages that people feared who traded such commodities; it was those high and mighty aristocrats who had already exhausted all the pleasures of life.
"Crafts" made from "fresh" bones of sentient beings were still rather popular as a status symbol in some extravagant social circles.
"You are right," Inspector Lowell muttered, deadpan. "Perhaps this land indeed needs a new owner."
Yang Qiu picked up the parchment list, folded it three times, and put it in his breast pocket. "As you say, revered inspector."
Staring at the large pit that players had excavated in the courtyard, Yang Qiu stroked his chin and said, "Inspector Lowell, how about we have a little game of treasure hunting?"
Lowell: "??"
"Mr. Mayor's wife is deceased, and he has no children. He doesn't have any other expenses besides using his substantial savings to purchase alchemical elixirs for maintaining health and extending his life. Moreover, he has no close relatives with whom he maintains
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