One shot to the head.
Suren looked at the "Gray Mist" on Jack's corpse before him and casually swallowed it.
"Huh?"
After digesting the Memory Fragments in his mind, he let out a soft exclamation, a look of surprise and delight appearing on his face at the same time.
"Obtained 6 Memory Fragments from 'Jack Edward'."
"You obtained some information: 'Damn it, if anything happens to Rena, all the family's investments will go down the drain.'"
"You have mastered a large amount of Alchemy Knowledge."
"You have mastered some elementary, intermediate, and advanced potion-making knowledge."
"You have comprehended some intermediate Occult Knowledge."
"You have mastered the Guneed Language."
"You have obtained some advanced firearm theory knowledge. Firearm Experience +365."
"Mental Power +0.11."
The Memory Fragments obtained from this corpse suddenly made Suren feel as though a great deal of new information had appeared in his mind.
Only after a moment did he recover from that dazed feeling. He could not help sighing inwardly, Are the students of Black Tower Academy all this ridiculously knowledgeable?
This was the first time Suren had gained so much "knowledge" from a single corpse.
The useful knowledge in the corpses at the Outer City Gladiatorial Arena was extremely scarce. Being able to harvest a little practical combat experience was already quite good. Ninety percent of the memories in the minds of those gladiators from the lowest rungs of society consisted of useless information: brothels, casinos, taverns, and scenes of entanglement with all kinds of women.
The Memory Fragments he extracted had a small chance of containing experience and skills, but a high chance of containing this kind of low-quality content.
Jack's memories, however, were the exact opposite.
The Alchemy Knowledge he had painstakingly studied at the academy for years occupied a huge portion of his