13 Walvey Street.
The moment Qin Ran returned to his room, he set the bundle, taller than two people, on the floor. Then he began panting heavily.
Clearly, the bundle was heavier than he had imagined. Even with Qin Ran's strength, which was on the verge of reaching Entry Rank, he could not support it for long.
But Qin Ran was happy.
The smile at the corners of his mouth was impossible to suppress.
During the remaining time in the special dungeon world of [The Wishmaker], after making a complete plan for himself, Qin Ran had not forgotten to "collect" the necessary "valuable" items.
With sufficiently high reputation and enough gold, did the outcome even need explaining?
The items constantly slipping out from the wrapping cloth were the most direct proof.
The only regret was that there were no true treasures.
The same was true even in the tomb of Avina Aige Zelgan.
The best items only brushed against the Rare Tier of magical equipment and fell far short of truly reaching it. However, Qin Ran did not mind.
No one would mind obtaining nearly fifty magical items out of thin air.
After sorting the magical items by category, Qin Ran quickly contacted Lawless.
After Lawless once again expressed his astonishment and envy, Qin Ran handed everything over to him.
Lawless was trustworthy.
Fire Crow and Frost Wolf were the same.
Fire Crow, who had flawlessly served as a scout in the dungeon, had now truly entered a state of complete rest.
Frost Wolf had also fallen asleep the moment it returned to the room.
However, unlike Fire Crow, Frost Wolf looked somewhat bedraggled at the moment. Its soft fur was not only stained with dirt, but also bore a few wounds.
What had Frost Wolf been doing?
Fighting!
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