By the stove brewing thick soup in the high tower, Miss Mico, who was engrossed in a heavy Magic Potion Book, had a stack of boxes piling up behind her.
The temporary poster girl, the bunny-toothed witch, was also part-timing as the one opening the boxes.
The experienced undead lined up in an orderly fashion, but unfortunately, the number of undead present wasn't enough. Compared to the massive number of boxes, there were only about a dozen people here to open them.
Lind approached.
"Would you like a bowl of thick soup, sir?" Tina asked proactively.
"And perhaps a piece of toast as well."
"Of course!"
When Mico saw Lind arrive, she smiled, revealing her bunny teeth.
"We have new items in the prize pool."
He handed all his previous finds to Mico.
In terms of squeezing out money, Mico was not lacking in experience, and was possibly even better than Lind. She knew just exactly what to put in each box, and how to tantalize the undead.
"I plan to brew a Magic Potion soon."
