Chapter 89: Antique Shop

Chapter 89: Antique Shop



Adam crouched beside Koil's vanishing body.

His body was slowly disappearing into thin air, as if he were slowly erased from existence.

After a short while, Koil's corpse finally disappeared, and in his place, several items appeared. 'After a player dies, they'll drop some of their items and Shinecoins...'

In front of him, two skill scrolls, a pouch with Shinecoins, and several weapons appeared on the ground.

Adam took the skill scrolls, and after seeing them, he let out a short chuckle.

The two skill scrolls were the Ground King and Shield Charge skills.

'Those will be useful.' Adam stored them inside his inventory and checked out the pouch.

There were nearly six hundred Shinecoins inside.

Adam stored them inside his interface, which brought his total Shinecoin count to 594.

And lastly, he checked out the weapons Koil dropped. They were the heavy hammer and large shield.

'Maybe I can sell those...' Adam wondered and stored them in his inventory.

Unfortunately, he couldn't use them.

He didn't have great enough physical prowess to wield both of them effectively.

"Did you find anything decent?" Knoxx walked over to him and asked.

"Some." Adam replied and showed the weapons. "I don't think we have anyone that can use these."

"No." Knoxx shook his head and then dropped a sword and shield to the ground. "I found these two weapons from one of those deceased people. I saw you're still using those basic weapons.

"To increase our chance of survival in the raid, you should have these."

"Hmm?" Adam checked them out and whistled in a slight surprise.

The sword had a thick blade and a sturdy hilt, while the shield was a heater-shaped metal shield.

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[Weapon: Heater Shield]

[Rank: Common]

[Durability: 87%]

[Description: A decent metal shield with a sturdy build. It is very effective against arrows and melee attacks. However, it is weak to Magick attacks]

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[Weapon: Gladius Sword]

[Rank: Common]

[Max Damage: 50/55]

[Durability: 91%]

[Description: A short-bladed sword with great balance and sharpness. It is ideal for close combat situations and can be easily maneuvered with one hand]

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"These will do great..."

Adam strapped the scabbard to his belt, slipped the sword inside, and then put his shield on his back while throwing his previous weapons back inside the inventory.

Knoxx turned around and then clapped his hands.

"Everyone, it is time to move out. Finish looting quickly; we don't have time to waste!"

Everyone nodded their heads and quickly finished looting the corpses.

Carmine took out his fedora and quickly fixed up his hair.

At that moment, footsteps came from the stairs at the end of the store, and from there, a wrinkly-faced old man came and got seated behind the counter.

The old man had a deep grayish eyes with black hair tied into a high bun. It was clear he wasn't

just any ordinary old man as he radiated an aura of wisdom and power.

Carmine stayed quiet, but a few sweatdrops trickled down the side of his face.

The old man gently put his glasses over his nose and asked, "Did you succeed?"

"Y-yes, boss!" Carmine shouted nervously.

"Show me the pictures." The old man said.

"Uhm..." Carmine scratched his hair nervously. "I actually lost the camera, but please trust

me, I still found him!"

"You lost... it?" The old man asked, his voice rising in anger. "That wasn't an ordinary camera,

you fool!"

Carmine flinched and bowed his head. "I-I am sorry!"

"Useless..." The old man pinched his nose and asked, "How did you lose it? Don't tell me you

got discovered..."

Carmine gulped and didn't dare to answer.

However, that was enough for the old man to know the answer.

"Hah..." The old man didn't know what else to say but laugh in anger. "And I assume you also

lost a fight? You look roughed up."

Carmine, ashamedly, lowered his head.

"This is bad..." The old man said, "That camera was an old antique. What a shame. I guess I

am the fool for trusting you to keep my belongings safe."

"I am sorr-"

"I don't want your apologies." The old man shut him down.

"Sorry..." Carmine muttered under his breath.

"I suppose Adam is just an ordinary young man." The old man interlocked his fingers. "His family is normal; he isn't rich or influential. Just a young man with immense talent."

"T-that means he is easy to control." Carmine said nervously.

"Yes..." The old man said, "There must be stuff that he desperately wants, such as money and power. Whoever can offer him those things can manipulate him easily."

'I couldn't get a good reading of him...' Carmine thought to himself, 'I don't know why, but something seems off about him.'

"Your job's done here." The old man tossed him a pouch filled with money. "I cut your pay by

half for losing my camera."

"Ah, man..." Carmine didn't dare to argue, pocketed his money, and then left.

The old man crossed his arms and thought:

'Adam is still young and weak. No one will be recruiting him, just yet. They'll wait till he has

matured enough.

'There will be a war in the future.

'He will be a valuable asset when that time comes.'