Chapter 114: A lot of shit

After a while of rest, I asked the devourer to spit out the furniture I bought and then began to set up the furniture as it was.

"What a heavy bed, it seems to be really red sandalwood." I moved the bed hard and walked towards the bedroom. The muscles on my arms were tense due to the force.

"Red Sandalwood? Hahaha..." The devourer showed a mocking look, turned around a circle on the ground, covering his mouth and laughing.

"That is obviously the most valuable black flower tree. I don't know if it's cheated, but I don't know, my poor master." Binglong sighed long.

Bang, the head of the bed hit the door, my head hit the bed, and I knocked a big bag out.

The head of the bed is too big and the door is too small, so I can't get in no matter how hard I put it in. After a while, I sweated heavily.

"What are you two laughing there?" I shouted in anger, "Come here and help me."

"This is very simple, I can kick it in with one kick." Binglong said with a smile.

"Why do I need to use my feet? I can use my hands." The Devourer retorted.

"Stop making a noise, I'll seal you up again." I smiled grimly, "Get the bed in for me quickly."

With the help of the Ice Dragon and the Devourer, the bed finally stuffed in and I breathed a sigh of relief.

After I put the bed, sofa and other furniture, I finally looked like home.

"It's so tired." I wiped my sweat, sat on the sofa, took a glass of cold boiled water, added a little rock sugar, and drank it in a gurgling manner.

The devourer looked around and moved slowly on the ground with his short legs, leisurely and freely, making me feel a little annoyed.

I grabbed my wallet, put it on the sofa, and asked, "You swallowed my original furniture into your stomach. Are you still there?"

The devourer's eyes turned and pretended to say, "It should be still there. All the things I swallowed are there."

"Then spit it out and see if it can be used." I ordered. There are only sofas and coffee tables in the living room, which are still a little empty. If the original thing can still be used, I don't have to buy it anymore.

"Okay, master, wait a moment." The devourer closed his eyes and said, "There are too many things inside. I want to see where they are stored. I hope they have not been compressed and refined by me."

I heard from my wallet that after the things in his stomach accumulate to a certain level, they will compress all the garbage and extract materials that can make soul crystals.

"It's better not compressed yet, otherwise, hum..." I sneered.

"Finished." A few minutes later, the Devourer said in surprise. His stomach moved, his mouth opened, like running water, swallowing countless garbage. In an instant, it piled up into a small hill in the living room. The scale of the hill was still expanding.

"Okay, stop soon." I shouted strangely, dodging the furniture rolling down from the hill.

Ah, a TV rolled down from the top of the mountain and smashed it on top of my head.

Seeing that I couldn't hide anymore, I bent down and grabbed a table, smashed it on the TV. With a bang, the TV flew out like a pinball.

The devourer stopped vomiting, and the furniture hill stopped expanding.
Chapter completed!