Almost a complete corpse was found, and all the crypt spiders were blown into pieces.

Very... so powerful!

Nightingale covered her mouth in shock.

At this time, players also began to peel the spider's legs excitedly.

These crypt spiders often feed on minerals, and the exoskeletons on their legs are all minerals. Elf forge Carlos said this is an excellent forging material.

So... although there is no experience in killing crypt spiders indirectly, these materials can be regarded as comforting.

"How did you... do you do it? Are the powders just now?"

Looking at the spider remains everywhere, Nightingale couldn't help asking.

"Hehe, haven't you seen it before? That's gunpowder!"

The players replied proudly.

"gunpowder?"

The Nightingale was stunned.

"Hehe, thanks to the lunch box boss! It was made by the lunch box boss."

"That's right, right! This is the first time I have seen a strong man who can find materials to make gunpowder by himself, and I don't know what the lunch box boss does in reality..."

Players talk all the same.

"Reality?"

The nightingale tilted her head.

She didn't understand the words of the Selected Ones very much, but she understood one sentence.

The mysterious powders that caused this violent explosion were made of wood!

He actually knows alchemy? Is that powerful?

The nightingale's eyes were filled with brilliance.

The lunch box was looked at by the npc girl with a hot look and felt uncomfortable all over.

He froze his face, glared at the mouthful player, and ordered:

"Collect quickly."

The players looked at the lunch box, then looked at the Nightingale, and laughed loudly.

box lunch:……

...

There are more than 80 spider feet that have caught up with this time.

After stripping all the spider legs, the players were embarrassed to find that the backpack given to them by the Flame Elves could not be loaded.

"I'm embarrassed, I can't carry it anymore."

"Hey... the backpack is still too small, why can't you have a system backpack..."

"Or what if we take it back in two?"

"Will it be unsafe to put it here? What if someone else comes and pick it up?"

"Or we can draw a magic circle to sacrifice directly. These spider legs are metal, and the magic circle will definitely swallow it."

Seeing the players getting upset, Nightingale's mouth curled:

"I'll pretend."

She took a step forward and touched the spider legs collected by the players.

Then, the players were surprised to find that the spider legs lit up slightly, and then disappeared!

"Damn it! How did it do it?"

"No...no?"

At this time, Hulu's eyes lit up:

"Space Equipment?!"

The nightingale raised her head proudly, and her mouth raised:

"Hmph! So... can I still help, right?"

After listening to the girl's words, all the players were excited:

"Awesome! There is actually space equipment!"

"Big lunch! You've turned a storage room!"

box lunch:……

Then, while the players were excited, they took out the things they were carrying, licked their faces and handed them to the Nightingale:

"Miss Nightingale, Miss Nightingale! Let's help us pretend these!"

"Yes! Yes! It's too heavy to carry it!"

nightingale:……

The lunch box did not join the players' discussion, but frowned and pondered.

And his contemplation also attracted the attention of other players:

"Big lunch, what's wrong with you?"

Some player stopped the movement in his hand and asked curiously.

"Can spider legs also offer sacrifices?"

Ask the lunch box.

"Of course! It's metal after all! The magic circle must swallow it! It's just that the contribution is a little less..."

That player answered.

"Stop talking about spider legs, have we sacrificed animal bones before?"

Another player also came over and said.

After hearing the lunch box, my eyes flashed:

"I... suddenly had an idea."

“If possible…”
Chapter completed!