Wang Xiaoming of Lucifer

"Don't tell me, you still have battleships!" Wang Xiaoming felt that if Lucifer said he had them, he would... well, he had no choice but to envy his real name.

"Actually, I'm not sure." For Lucifer, whose memory is confused, there are at least 90.00% of the things in this entire space. He couldn't figure out when and why he was put into this space.

"Want to confirm?"

"That's fine." Anyway, it's time to tidy up the space, so it's not too much trouble to look at the things in the space buttons by the way, "I just want to make a note for these space buttons by the way." In order to help the space owner find the space more quickly For the items you need, the space management system can take the initiative to set notes for all items.

"I can't, I think I need to rest." Wang Xiaoming felt annoyed as he helped Lucifer confirm about a hundred space buttons, "You are showing off naked, you know?"

"What's mine is yours." Lucifer kissed Wang Xiaoming's forehead, "When you have a chance in the future, you can take out all of them and try them out."

"Isn't our goal tidying up the space?" Wang Xiaoming, who had recovered half of his health bars because of Lucifer's words, said, "As long as you are like this, when will we finish tidying up?! When can we start decorating the house?"

"Why don't you sort out other things, and I'll deal with these space buttons?" Lucifer looked at the space button, which was about the size of a sack, at his feet, "Anyway, it's just these things, and I can put them anywhere when the time comes."

"Okay." Wang Xiaoming felt that this was indeed a good idea, and then glanced at the No.2 item in the quantity list, "Male God! I'm afraid you really want to liberate the entire universe by force!"

In such a huge space, the most space buttons are filled with mechas, and the second most are weapons—this can really be said to be the ultimate dream of a man.

"Why don't you like it?" Lucifer asked with his arms around Wang Xiaoming's waist.

"I like it," but he would be happier if he wasn't the one who organized these things, "but how do I organize them?" Just looking at the number of things in Lucifer's space, you can tell that they want to make a space for them. In terms of the space in the room, some things must be thrown away, but in this situation, what do you ask him to throw away?

Is this a powerful turbolaser?Or this proton torpedo?Or this concussion missile?Throw any one of these out, the world doesn't have to wait until they reach adulthood, and they can enter the end of the world in one step, okay? !

"Boyfriend, let's discuss something!" Wang Xiaoming looked at the list on the light screen and found that most of them were weapons, so he had to think of another way, "Those space buttons of yours, how many can you move?" Come out for me?"

"En?" Lucifer stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Wang Xiaoming, "what's the matter?"

"I can't tidy up like this." Wang Xiaoming complained directly, "I can't throw away much, how can I make room?"

"I'll give you ten first?" My boyfriend has a need, so Lucifer must find a way to satisfy him, "I can put part of the mechs in the Star Destroyer, but since the Star Destroyer cannot be deployed directly here, So it will take a while to turn around.”

"You really have a Star Destroyer!" Wang Xiaoming felt that he was not in space now, but in a large arsenal—the kind that runs through ancient and modern times, and spans China and foreign countries.

"Is there a chance to show it to you?" Lucifer knew that Wang Xiaoming would definitely like it.

"Let's talk about it when we have a chance..." If Lucifer said this to him at other times, Wang Xiaoming felt that he would definitely ask Lucifer impatiently, what kind of opportunity is this opportunity, but now he just wants to make the whole space After sorting out—it is one of Wang Xiaoming's life creeds not to give up halfway.

"Oh? Boyfriend! Tell me, why do you still have so many glass bottles in your space? Are you doing wholesale?" Although there were a lot of mechs and weapons before, when they are subdivided, there is almost one of each type. The kind of appearance can be explained by Lucifer's collection habit.

But what do these piles of identical glass bottles mean? "You keep all the potion bottles I used until now?"

'My boyfriend shouldn't be such an idiot, right? "Wang Xiaoming thought with some uncertainty, after all, Lucifer really can be said to have collapsed in daily life.

"Well, I haven't thrown it recently, so it should still be there." Lucifer said indifferently.

"So, do you really use this space as a trash can?" Wang Xiaoming suddenly remembered that when they were in the beastman world and the martial arts world, Lucifer seemed to put all the food packaging directly into the space. From inside, "Tell me, you have a special place for garbage."

Lucifer nodded, and pointed to an area in the upper left corner of the screen: "I forgot to tell you before, this corner is full of garbage."

"That's good." Wang Xiaoming patted his chest reassuringly, "But why do you need so many glass bottles?"

"Put stuff."

Wang Xiaoming blinked: "Wait! Did you make all the things you gave me to drink?"

Lucifer nodded.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly felt that he probably saved the world in his previous life, and only in this life can he meet a decathlon boyfriend like Lucifer—of course, it would be more perfect if he didn't always say "I want to lock you up" .

Although Lucifer is a collector, there are many and miscellaneous things in the space, but fortunately he is a collector, and the more than 1 empty space buttons have given Wang Xiaoming great help——

Except for some things that are definitely commonly used, other things that are not commonly used are all classified by Wang Xiaoming and thrown into the space button.

"Look! How clean!" The things that used to fill up the space of [-] cubic meters now take up less than [-] cubic meters—the slimming down is very thorough.

"En, thank you for your hard work." Lucifer hugged Wang Xiaoming and kissed the corner of his mouth, then stuffed him with a space button.

"Give it to me? What's in it?" Wang Xiaoming looked at the space button in his hand, followed the way Lucifer taught him just now, and scanned it with the power of his soul, and it was full of snacks, "Why didn't I find these things just now? "

"I hid it." Originally, these were the surprises Lucifer gave Wang Xiaoming, so he hid the space button in his pocket the first time he entered the space.