Half an hour later, all the treasures in the vault had been packed into wooden crates, densely covering the ground and taking up the space of two or three houses.
In any human nation, this would have been wealth enough to rival a country, enough to make countless people green with envy.
The Shark Demon Grandmasters' eyes had turned green as well. All the treasures of their Shark Demon Clan had been stolen by this shameless human, and they hated him to the bone.
Yet none of them dared speak up. They only hoped to send this plague god away as soon as possible and quickly locate all the nuclear bombs buried throughout the city.
"With so much stuff, how are you planning to carry it away?" Yu Qiqi stared speechlessly at the crates carpeting the ground. There were packages large and small everywhere—enough to fill several houses.
And Xia Ping was alone. There was no way he could take all of this with him.
The Shark Demons were secretly delighted. They had anticipated this very problem, which was why they had deliberately helped. No matter how much they carried for this shameless human, he could never take it all away.
In the end, it would merely be flowers in a mirror, the moon reflected in water. He could only stare helplessly at all these treasures, unable to take them with him. They were waiting to see Xia Ping make a fool of himself.
Naturally, they would not say such things aloud. They merely snickered to themselves.
"Don't worry. I prepared for this long ago."
Xia Ping patted his chest. "Our life after marriage will depend entirely on these treasures. How could I possibly not think of every way to haul them back?"
He told Yu Qiqi there was no