The system prompt made Fang Xingyang wake up from a dream. He suddenly realized something and turned to look at the row of small objects on the other side of the counter.

Those were some things that the dark elves threw off the table when they "battled" with the parasitic succubus.

But now, many of them have been smashed and cannot be "used" normally.

For example, a skeleton that shouted "Welcome" lost its jaw after falling from the counter. Although this talking skeleton has been out of use for a long time, it is estimated that the store manager will restore it when he thinks of it next time.

If it opens its mouth, its jaw will fly out.

Next to it, a model short knife that the store manager claimed had the effect of "avoiding evil" was lying awkwardly on the knife stand. The store manager said that it was a trophy obtained after fighting a paladin, and the dagger still had the remains of the paladin.

The sacred aura can scare away some lonely ghosts who want to cause trouble.

And now, that seemingly compact evil-proofing short knife has turned into a pitiful "L" shape, because after it fell to the ground, it didn't take long for another heavy exhibit to fall from the table.

The knife and belt holder were smashed together into an "L".

When he wanted to break the knife back to its original shape, he realized that the knife was so fragile that if he tried to break it into its original shape, it would probably break directly.

Fang Xingyang didn't know if the knife could ward off evil spirits after being transformed into this shape...

All these things, almost none of the exhibits placed on the counter at that time were spared. How to quote the price to the dark elf was still a problem.

Fang Xingyang let out a long sigh, turned around and walked towards his bedroom.

Since the system has just prompted you to tuck the dark elves in, it means that this may also be a hidden mission. Maybe you can get a mysterious reward if you tuck yourself in the quilt a few times in the past...

He arrived at the door of his bedroom and quietly pushed in. The next moment, he was stunned.

Behind this door, shouldn't it be my small bedroom that is worse than a "doghouse"? Why...

If he hadn't seen the dark elf still lying on his bed, he would have thought that he had gone to the wrong room.

In the small bedroom, everything was neatly arranged; this was originally a warehouse commissioned by Wu Gang, and it became his bedroom after the Fog Night Reapers picked him up. The area is not large, and in addition

With so many of his daily necessities, the room has become overcrowded.

But now, those magical little objects that were originally thrown in every corner of the room were all neatly placed on a cabinet that he found out from nowhere; the clothes that were originally thrown everywhere by him were all folded.

They had to be neatly placed next to his bed.

Not only that, even the walls and ceiling in the room look much cleaner.

It’s like it’s been completely renovated!

After looking around the room several times, Fang Xingyang's eyes fell on the dark elf.

Could it be this little elf who did it?

Didn't she sleep? She took advantage of the time she went out to clean up his house completely?

Is there really such terrifying efficiency in the world?

"Woo(ó﹏o?)"

With a pitiful whimper, the dark elf rolled off the bed like a large spring roll, including the quilt.

Boom...

"Ouch~"

The dark elf was knocked awake, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Fang Xingyang standing next to him.

"Ah! What are you doing? What are you doing! (╯д_

After saying that, the dark elf got into bed again.

"But it's better to go to bed first. Your body won't hurt when you wake up, and your meals will taste better~"

She seemed to be talking to herself and closed her eyes after speaking.

[Ding - Hidden event reminder: The dark elf is already hungry at this time, if you can prepare a delicious meal before she wakes up...]

Fang Xingyang was speechless.

For a moment, he felt that he was no longer just a commission member.

More like a nanny.

"Hi Yin Ganglin!"

"Hi Yin Ganglin!"

There was a sudden and strange sound outside the house that scared Fang Xingyang to the point where his hair stood up. He subconsciously hid behind the door and listened to what was going on outside.

Even after turning over and over, I still couldn't figure out what the sound was coming from.

Could it be that there are new customers in the store?

But this voice sounds so eerie and awkward, why doesn't it feel like something good...


Chapter completed!