Chapter 1752: Rising to Fame (9)

Wei Li's tone was very shrill.

It was obvious she was very excited.

And her laugh was very forced.

Was she trying to make Zhao Chi feel her friendliness?

Let's talk business.

Zhao Chi 【I caught a batch of Mad Corpses, do you want them?】

Wei Li 【Mad Corpses? You caught Mad Corpses? I want them! Are you specifically selling them to me?】

Zhao Chi 【Something like that, after the battle ends later come over and collect them】

Wei Li 【Huh? How much? How many?】

Zhao Chi 【There are 800 ordinary Mad Corpses, and the ones called... let me check... called Claw Mad Corpses, there are 100 of them, the kind with bodies between 2.5 to 3 meters. Also... there are 10 Warblade Mad Corpses, very large, around 3.5 to 4 meters】

Wei Li 【Huh? Huh!??】

Zhao Chi 【What? Do you want them?】

Wei Li 【Wait a moment Zhao Chi, are you saying there are 800 Mad Corpses? 100 Claw Mad Corpses? 10 Warblade Mad Corpses?】