Roland had heard Beta say before that the latter had the talent of "lucky wealth" and could pick up money.

But he has never been triggered for this period of time, and he did not expect that this time has emerged.

But Roland was indeed curious about what this talent is like to make money.

"Let's go and pick up money together."

The two of them pushed away the weeds on the roadside and walked towards the top of the mountain. Beta walked in the front. After all, he was half a combat profession, and his on-the-spot reaction and melee ability were much higher than Roland. If he encountered something like a beast or a poisonous snake, he could solve it.

Sure enough, many flower snakes were disturbed along the way, and several even attacked Beta.

But Beta's reaction was faster. He directly used his sword to pick the attacking venomous snakes into several pieces, and then stuffed the snakes into his system backpack.

Roland was a little stunned: "What are you doing?"

"I'll bake it later."

"Can snake meat be roasted?" Roland's typical southerner thinking: "Isn't it used to make dragon and tiger fights, or to make soup?"

But Beta resounded: "Everything can be roasted! Even a pig whip can be roasted for eating. There should be no problem with the same shape of snake meat."

It makes sense to say it well, Roland was speechless.

The two chatted and soon arrived at the top of the mountain.

The trees on the top of the mountain were obviously not as dense as the hillside or at the foot of the mountain. Beta looked at the sky and then stepped on the ground with his feet: "It's here."

After saying that, Beta took out his sword from his backpack and was about to dig.

"etc!"

Roland stopped him: "It is easy to damage when digging soil with a long sword."

Then, in Beta's slightly surprised gaze, he made out two "Master's Hands", reduced them into a shovel, and dug up the soil at an extremely fast speed.

"Is this OK?" Beta tsk: "From this, we can see that the profession of mage is too exquisite and imaginative. The lower limit is extremely low and the upper limit is extremely high. The gap between masters and rookies is probably the heaven and earth."

While controlling the mage's hand to dig the soil, Roland said, "I don't think it's difficult. I can see how others use it. What we Chinese people lack the most is learning and imitation ability."

Beta nodded: "You're quite reasonable."

However, these two people are both magical novice at this time, or most players are still novice in this game.

No player knows how difficult it is to control magic while chatting with others. In this case of multi-minded use, it is still possible to maintain precise control of magic!

After digging more than meter deep, Roland was a little tired. After all, even if it was level 0 magic, it would consume a lot of money.

Beta looked at it and said, "It's almost done, keep digging."

"Okay!" Roland sighed.

After another ten minutes, when it was about to dig two meters deep, the mage's hand finally grabbed some things outside the soil! They were some broken pieces of wood.

The two looked at each other and all their faces were excited.

Soon, something under the soil appeared in front of the two of them.

It is a small tomb, an arched red clay brick tomb about two meters high.

The tomb has been damaged, probably because it was too long. The black wooden coffin was decaying and only one shelf was left. In the coffin was lying a yellowed skeleton, and there were only a few floors on the skeleton that turned into strips of linen. There was also a strange smell of mold coming out from below.

And on the left corner of the tomb, there is a black clay jar.

"The money is in the jar." Beta's voice was a little excited.

Roland controlled the mage's hand and grabbed the black jar. Then he threw it heavily to the ground.

With a crisp sound, the jar was broken, and a pile of coins rolled out, shining and shiny, which could make people's eyes shine.

Most of them are silver coins, at least two hundred. There are four gold coins among them.

According to the exchange rate, the current market price is about 97 silver coins that can be exchanged for one gold coin. That is to say, if Beta picked up at least five gold coins this time, it would be about 65,000 yuan if it was exchanged for soft girl coins.

"This passive talent for picking up money is so outrageous." Roland felt as if he had eaten a lemon: "And there are so many."

Beta smiled and seemed a little proud. He squatted down and divided the coins on the ground into two piles, pushing one of them in front of Roland: "There is a share for those who see each other, and divide them equally."

Roland was stunned: "I have it too?"

"certainly."

Roland continued to stand there and asked for a while: "Do you know how many soft sister coins can be exchanged for this pile of coins?"

"Thirty thousand!"

Thirty thousand...it's all?

Do you still want to say that millions are just a small goal?

Looking at Beta's natural expression, Roland felt that she could not keep up with the times! The new generation nowadays are better than the other. Although Beta's usual behavior is a bit young, his generous and generous personality has already begun to show off.

What did you do when you first graduated from high school?

Either I play games all night with Shuke in the Internet cafe or drink the fat house happy water to play games at home.

The money I had never had exceeded 300 yuan. If I had picked up 60,000 yuan while playing with Shuke, would I share half of it with Shuke?

It seems to...and it doesn't!

Very subtle feeling.

At this time, Beta looked at the dead bones in the tomb and said in a strange tone: "Are we considered to be tomb robbers?"

Well, it should be counted. But there should be no cultural relics or other things in this game.

The joy of picking up money has dissipated at this time, and what is left is rationality. The two of them looked at the coins and were a little hesitant for a moment.

After all, they were all good citizens who abide by the law before, and in reality they never thought about tomb robbing. Of course, if it were a general computer game, let alone tomb robbing, it would be reasonable to empty other people's houses as brave men. But this game is so real that it makes them feel that they will commit crimes if they really take the money.

Just as the two were hesitating, there was a sudden change in the tomb.

A strange black magic power condensed in the tomb, and then a translucent figure suddenly appeared in the coffin.

Seeing this tomb, both Roland and Beta subconsciously took a step back.

It was already dark and the air was filled with a cold smell.

Soul! Roland immediately reacted, after all, he had seen Falken's soul.

But compared with Falcon, this soul is much ugly. It has orange-red eyes, a twisted and blurred face, and a strange mental fluctuation that he dislikes very much and even feels disgusting.

"I don't like this thing."

Beta seemed to have a similar feeling, he took two steps back and slapped his arm uncomfortable.

"It should be an evil spirit." Roland looked at the broken black jar on the ground: "It may be that we broke his wallet! He came to us to talk about compensation."
Chapter completed!