Chapter 35 (2/2)

“The money is inside the jar!” exclaimed Betta excitedly.

Roland used the Hands of Magic to lift the black jar, then he threw it to the ground.

The jar cracked, and a pile of glittering coins spilled out.

There were more than two hundred silver coins, and even four gold coins.

The current exchange rate was 97 silver coins for one gold coin. So, Betta had picked up almost five gold coins, which were worth about sixty-five thousand bucks.

“This is an unbelievable talent!” Roland couldn’t have felt more jealous. “You can easily find so much money?”

Betta chuckled in satisfaction. He divided the coins into two piles and pushed one pile to Roland. “We’ll split them evenly.”

Roland was dazed. “I have a share, too?”

“Of course.”

Still dazed, Roland asked again, “Do you know how much money these coins can be exchanged into?”

“Only thirty thousand!”

Only… thirty thousand?

Was it not a small number to him at all?

Looking at Betta’s matter-of-fact expression, Roland felt that he had been left behind by the younger generation. Although Betta was still a rookie in many aspects, Roland had witnessed his generosity.

What did Roland do after he graduated from high school?

He played games with Schuck in internet cafés or at home with soda.

He never had more than three hundred bucks. If he had picked up sixty thousand bucks when he was playing with Schuck, would he have shared it with Schuck?

Maybe… or maybe not!

It was a subtle feeling.

At this moment, Betta looked at the dry bones and said with a weird stone, “Is this grave robbery?”

Well, probably. But there was no law against it in the game.

The happiness for the windfall was replaced by sanity. The two of them hesitated at the coins.

After all, as lawful citizens, they never considered grave robbery in reality. Of course, in other video games, they had robbed a lot of innocent NPCs, not to mention tombs. But this game was too vivid and made them feel that they would be committing a crime if they took the money.

Right when they hesitated, something changed in the tomb.

A strange dark power gathered in the tomb, and the transparent shadow of a human emerged inside the coffin.

Seeing that, both Roland and Betta stepped back subconsciously.

It was already completely dark. Cold was spreading in the air.

A soul! Roland immediately realized what it was. After all, he had seen Falken’s soul once.

But this soul was much more hideous than Falken’s. His eyes were orange, his face twisted, and he had strange, disgusting mental energy.

“I don’t like it one bit.”

Betta seemed to feel the same. He stepped back and patted his arms uncomfortably.

“It’s probably an evil spirit.” Roland looked at the broken black jar and said, “He may be here to discuss compensation with us because we broke his wallet.”

Hahaha! Betta dryly chuckled and said, “Brother Roland, that’s a horrible joke.”