After all, Meteor Street had a large population, and there were many deaths. If they were not dealt with seriously, it was very likely that it would become a plague.
This was a devastating blow to the densely populated Meteor Street.
In the beginning, Ron had found a lot of things from the corpses before they were thrown into the garden.
After experimenting, it was confirmed that only he could see the white fog and the light ball, so even if the corpse was thrown on the street, Ron could still go up and touch the corpse without changing his expression.
Ron's behavior did not attract much attention at first. After all, there was not much difference between searching for good things from dead people and rummaging through garbage.
But later, as the cleaners dealt with the corpses, they gradually discovered that some of the corpses did not have a trace of resentment, and even the smell of corpses was gone!
This made people very curious. After some investigation, they locked onto Ron.
On Meteor Street, there were many powerhouses, and naturally, there were many powerhouses who had died. At this time, Ron had obtained many good things from those powerhouses. In addition to learning the common language of the Hunter World, he already had a certain degree of self-defense ability.
Although Meteor Street didn't mind fighting, it didn't matter if there was an unnecessary dispute. No one wanted to start it. After all, survival was the most important thing here.
Therefore, after sensing Ron's special ability, the elder in charge of Ron's jurisdiction, after thinking about it, recruited Ron to be a cleaner responsible for dealing with corpses.
From then on, Ron had completely taken root in Meteor Street.
The job of a cleaner was to deal with the corpses once every two days.
If there were special circumstances, such as a large-scale armed fight, Ron would have to work overtime.
Ron was in charge of the small garden, and the bodies to be disposed of came from several nearby streets.
In just two days, 172 corpses had been sent from a few streets. It could be seen how high the death rate of Meteor Street was.
However, for Ron, every time he dealt with a corpse, it was like opening a treasure chest, accompanied by excitement and surprise.
After the surprise and excitement, his strength soared.
One had to know that other than items, there were also skills that could be obtained from looting corpses.
For example, the blue-skinned skill book that he had looted for the first time was Intermediate Basic Palm Technique.
Generally speaking, there were four levels of skills that could be looted: Basic, Intermediate, Advanced, and Perfect.
They corresponded to white, blue, red, and purple skill books.
The skill books he found could be easily comprehended by tapping them on his head, just like learning skills in the game.
After looting the first corpse and obtaining the blue-skinned skill book, Ron perked up and looked at another person.
He reached out again to grab the other person's corpse. The same illusory hand appeared. After grabbing it, another ball of light appeared in Ron's hand.
The ball of light dissipated, and a gun that was obviously damaged appeared in Ron's hand.
"Normal security pistols are damaged to a certain extent and cannot be repaired. They can be used but have no bullets.”
Ron tossed the broken gun aside without looking at the text that appeared in his mind.
This was the case when they searched corpses. They were clearly two corpses that were evenly matched when they were alive, but the value of the items they found was completely different.
One was a precious skill book, and the other was a broken pistol.
Although there was a possibility that he could touch something good, since it was a possibility, there was also a probability.
Out of the 172 bodies, Ron felt that it would be good enough if ten of them could bring him value.
After throwing away the broken pistol, the second corpse's expression softened. Ron walked to the third corpse.
"A broken iron spatula can be used to fight enemies or to cook vegetables.”
" Wilderness Survival Guide, Beginner."
" Whistling Skill, Beginner."
" Smoke Ring Breath Skill, Beginner."
"Basic Pharmacology Knowledge.”
"Broken Blade, barely usable.”
"Street Fists, Advanced.”
"It's purely a ball of qi."
………
One skill book after another and other items appeared in Ron's hands. In less than half an hour, Ron had searched through the corpses on the ground.
Only the pure aura had improved Ron the most. It had increased his Qi and made his body stronger.
The reason why he had become so strong was because he had extracted the qi from the corpses of these telekinesis users to increase his strength.
There was no need to worry about any side effects. Just like the Northern Dark Divine Art in martial arts novels, he could absorb the other party's internal strength without worry.
The other highest-grade skills and items were the high-level Bastard Fist. There was no need to mention such skills.
Looking at the corpses on the ground with peaceful expressions, Ron muttered to himself," Ami Tofu." He went to the entrance of the small garden and opened the closed door.
"Everything has been settled."
Ron nodded at Lucca, who came up to him, and turned to leave without staying for a moment.
"It's all settled ~"
Lucca walked in and saw the calm and peaceful face on the corpse. The rancid smell in the air had long disappeared, and the flies had all disappeared. He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips, a hint of greed in his eyes.
"It's been a long time since I've tasted meat ~~~"
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