Hacking the Game Didn't Go as Intended

CHAPTER 91: Cleave's Astonishment & Thalia's Confession

When Daisuke arrived at the Adventurers' Guild butcher shop, he noticed several wagons preparing to depart through a large door at the back of the expansive facility. These wagons, belonging to both local traders and traveling merchants, relied on the guild for sourcing monstron and other essential commodities.

Cleave was in the process of concluding a business transaction with a respectful handshake when Daisuke approached.

"Oh, Haxks!" the man turned and greeted once the customer left. "I heard you had fallen into a dungeon! I'm glad to see that you're alright."

"There were a few close calls," Daisuke returned with a smile, "but I managed to make it back out in one piece."

"So? How long of a break will you be taking?"

Daisuke frowned, confusion flickering across his face. "Break?"

"Oh. Well, usually when young adventurers experience such close calls, they tend to take some time off to mentally recover from the trauma."

Sounds about right, Daisuke thought to himself. Except I'm only a kid in appearance. "Actually, I was hoping to leave some monsters with you to process."

Cleave looked a bit surprised, but he smoothed his angular face back into a wide grin and began slipping on his bloodstained gloves. "Sure thing! Did you manage to bring back more of the monster this time around?"

Without a word, Daisuke summoned his inventory and promptly retrieved the motionless corpse of the Giant Inferno Wolf.

Cleave recoiled in abject shock, his eyes widening as they flowed over the sheer size of the lupine beast that took up a significant portion of space in the room. "W-What? It can't be! Isn't that a Giant Inferno Wolf?" He shifted his gaze to Daisuke in disbelief. "But that's a Floor Guardian! How did you—"

Daisuke allowed a smug smile to grace his lips, memories of the 11th floor of the dungeon flickering through his mind. He recalled the moment he had told Elena and the others that he was going to retrieve his dagger that was left in the Floor Guardian's body. But, in actuality, he just wanted to secretly test whether it was possible to store the monster's corpse inside his inventory. The result:

"This is unbelievable!" Cleave raved, his eyes twinkling like a lovesick teenager fawning over her high-school crush. "I can't remember the last time I've received a monster of this caliber! And it's almost in perfect condition!"

I guess that makes a lot of sense, Daisuke thought.

While players did have access to inventories, storing entire monster corpses was unfortunately not feasible. Additionally, these carcasses didn't linger for long after being slain, making it impossible to transport them via wagon.

As for NPCs, although monsters slain by them left behind corpses that persisted for some time, transportation posed a challenge. As Daisuke had learned firsthand, magic bags were exorbitantly priced, putting them out of reach for most adventurers—and relying on wagons presented its own set of risks.

Corpse transportation was complicated by the presence of open wounds, and many monsters were drawn to the scent of blood. Hauling corpses around was not only labor-intensive and time-consuming but also akin to sending out a free dinner invitation to nearby monsters.

"Do you have any more space?" Daisuke asked casually.

"More space?" Cleave raised his bushy eyebrows suspiciously. "Wait! You don't mean—"

In a larger room adjacent to the former, Cleave tilted his head back, his arms dangling limply at his sides and his mouth agape as he stared in awe at a mountain of monsters.