Chapter 12: Hands on the Head, Lie Down

When Leon asked this, the shaman was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Why wouldn't we want it? Don't think that all players only focus on equipment. There are many good things on the monsters, like this skin for leatherworking, and the meat can be cooked. Also, our captain has a few little guys who eat meat too.

And then there's the tendons—oh, my technique isn't great, so the chances of getting tendons are low, but they can increase the range and attack power of bows.

Finally, sometimes people want the bones. Some even specifically ask for certain beast bones, saying they can be used in medicine."

Leon smiled and also started helping the shaman with the processing. At this time, the hunters had already killed another wolf and were beginning to discuss luring two wolves at a time.

At this moment, the shaman said to Leon: "Little brother, I'll be going into battle soon. The bodies are yours to handle. Just don't run outside."

After saying that, the shaman picked up his hammer and headed toward the hunters.

Seeing this situation, Leon was speechless. But aside from humanoid creatures, the chances of other monsters dropping equipment were really low. If the bodies weren't handled well, many resources could be wasted.

Leon used the necromancer's method of dealing with corpses and began processing the wolf's body.

Compared to the shaman's method of treating the wolf as food, Leon's technique was much more professional. Necromancers have two main requirements for dealing with bodies: freshness and classification.

Under Leon's care, the wolf's body was neatly divided into skin, meat, organs, and bones, all arranged in perfect order.

However, the processed materials were met with disdain from the shaman's group. According to the shaman, materials handled by necromancers couldn't be eaten or used.

Leon was aware of this. After learning the method, he had realized that necromancers have a special technique passed down for centuries, designed specifically for creating or enhancing undead.

Anything unrelated to the undead was discarded during the process. Even if something had extraordinary attributes, there would be no hesitation in removing it.

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Other players, however, handled corpses differently, selecting the parts most useful to them. Chefs would choose meat and bones, weapon-makers preferred teeth, and armor-makers favored skin.

These all required specialized processing methods, which were different from Leon’s technique.

In a typical instance, the handling of bodies usually involved specific professionals first, followed by chefs, and finally necromancers.

But this instance belonged to Leon, and the shaman’s group was only there to help, so even if they were tempted, they couldn't take anything.

Soon, a large number of wolves were slain by the hunters, and in the distance, terrifying roars began to echo.

Occasionally, the shaman would check on Leon, laughing as he said, "The boss has appeared. After killing about two-thirds of the wolves, it will charge here with the remaining wolves. That’s when the real difficulty begins. We can handle everything else, but your safety is key. We won’t have time to protect you then, so you’ll have to rely on yourself."

Leon nodded firmly, his face serious as he said, "For this instance, I’ve brought everything I could."

Hearing Leon's words, not only the shaman laughed, but even the hunters who were fighting laughed as well.

Amidst the laughter, another batch of wolves fell on the mountain path. In the distance, green dots of light could be seen.

These were the glowing eyes of the wolves, and among them was an enormous wolf.

It had purple scales, dragon-like eyes, and a tail much longer than its body. As it appeared, all the wolves began to howl.

[Corroded Python Bika Deya]

[Species: Modified Beast]

[Level: Lv1 (8-Star) Boss Template]

[Attributes: Strength 9, Agility 11, Constitution 9, Spirit 7]

[Description: A wolf enhanced with the strength of a petrified lizard. It has the attack power of a wolf and the skills of a petrified lizard. Most terrifyingly, it also has the petrifying ability of the lizard. Anyone who looks directly at it has a high chance of turning into a statue...]

At that moment, the hunters retreated to Leon's side, setting up several traps and quickly saying, "These traps are for invisible wolves. They will automatically attack if touched. For your safety, put your hands on your head, don’t look around, lie down, and don’t move. Stay inside this circle. We’ll handle everything. Even if we fail to challenge the boss, we’ll die before you."

If it were anyone else, they might have wanted to show off their abilities, but Leon was quite practical. He could risk his life for a bit of magic mercury, but he could also ignore his pride.

As soon as the hunter finished speaking, Leon immediately lay on the ground, hands on his head, not looking outside, and completely ignoring the battle outside.

The hunter was speechless. Where was the desire to fight for himself? Where was the ambition to prove himself? Why did he lie down so quickly? He had many persuasive words left unsaid.

At that moment, a thief shouted from the side, "Bro, hurry up! That’s the normal reaction. There are many dark attributes, but anyone who chooses the undead definitely doesn’t want to die. They know when to adopt the right attitude toward life."

The hunter was speechless. Seeing the wolf boss approaching, he could only return to his position and prepare for battle.

Leon didn't see a thing during the battle. All he heard was the howling of wolves not far away. Other than that, he knew nothing.

Despite this, Leon felt extremely humiliated. But there was no helping it. All the monsters in this five-person instance were level 1, and as a level 0 rookie, he couldn’t even stand on the sidelines without risking injury.

The mercenaries in front of him were hired to protect him. If he obediently followed their instructions and they failed, he would be compensated. If he ran around, it would be his own fault for dying.

This instance was Leon's opportunity. He had spent three months planning and calculating for this action. Not only had he changed his originally chosen profession, but he had also brought everything he owned into the instance.

He couldn’t afford to have anything go wrong before seeing the final boss and completing his goal.

With this mindset, Leon stayed lying on the ground until all the sounds ceased and the strong scent of blood filled the air.

At this moment, the shaman's voice sounded in his ear: "Kid, you’re really lucky. If you had moved just a bit, you wouldn’t be so fortunate."

Leon looked up and saw the shaman reviving the thief, while the druid tended to the injuries of the hunter and his pet.