Is there such a good deal?
Gu Xi perked up at the mention; these are good things for an Undead Mage.
Why sell them so cheaply?
At this moment, the man in the black robe said, "Master, if you hadn't mentioned it, I'd really have forgotten. We really need to clean up the bone pile and blood pool underground.
Let me tell you, we used to have undead mages in the city.
However, there weren't many, only three in total.
The cleaning work for the slaughterhouse down here was usually handled by them.
But something happened this year, and two of the undead mages left the city, with no one to take over.
Things piled up just like that.
Now some of those things have started to rot. How about this: give me one more plate, and I'll have someone take you down to claim everything as yours."
Gu Xi thought for a moment and looked again at the Thunderbird being processed.
Indeed, it's not a bad idea.
