The surface of donkey dung is smooth.
This broken chair looks so pretentious, Ji Jue thought it must be something fancy.
However, not only does it have no ergonomic design, but it also refuses to add a cushion. No wonder that ghostly figure from before seemed to always be in a bad mood, glaring at people.
Probably because his butt hurts, or he has hemorrhoids, right?
Smack!
Just as Ji Jue was lost in his thoughts, he saw that the spiritual crystals scattered on the ground were fading away quickly, becoming transparent like phantoms, and disappearing into thin air.
He didn't even have time to stop it.
Not only the chair beneath his butt but also the Valhalla statues sealed with blood-colored metal quickly turned into empty shells.
The contents, gone without a trace!
"Wait, where are my materials?"
Ji Jue was furious and looked around.
Imagine spending a lot of money on items, finally defeating the boss, and ready to count the loot and gains.
