With the current smell and appearance of the otaku group, not many people in Gotham dared to rob them for fear of being tainted.
As a result, the group of people vomited and complained while feeling sorry for their wives. Finally, they successfully returned to their neighborhood.
But when they returned home smelly, the house would be a mess, and it would stink for a few days.
So, the otaku group went straight to their usual activity room, an abandoned warehouse near the neighborhood.
Because their living conditions were not rich, they had remodeled the abandoned warehouse. In the corner, they had made an ugly but sturdy room with reinforced iron sheets.
The room was filled with their wives and husbands who had been out of season for many years. Only their latest favorites would be brought home to keep them company.
However, with their financial situation, the large number of figurines in the room were either second-hand or recycled, or they were all fake and shoddy.
The truly pure and flawless goods were the ones they had bought with zero dollars tonight.
Therefore, even if they had encountered a life and death situation tonight, they were unwilling to give up their harvest and run away.
The abandoned factory had water, electricity, and beds, which the otaku group had secretly gathered over the years.
There weren't many electrical appliances, which were definitely not good for long-term living, but simple eating, drinking, and sleeping were no problem.
She was notified that Fat Pufferfish Fisher's sister, Xiu Er, had arrived in advance, and she had brought a lot of cleaning supplies.
But when a few black-and-white figures came in, she frantically retreated as if she had been electrocuted. "Wow, where did you go? Did you fall into a cesspool?"
Suddenly, she thought of a terrible possibility and screamed, "Is the toy store you're talking about in a public toilet? I don't want it. "
Fisher's eyes turned from shiny to black. He smiled bitterly when he heard that. "Alright, since we've been tormented by those super bad guys like this, let's clean up these sh * tty things first, okay?"
Xiu Er was suspicious. "Are you sure it's not sh * t on you? Well, that's right, it's much smellier than sh * t. "
Sam said, "Xiu Er, we need to shower first."
Seeing the stinky otaku group approaching, the only female member of the group, who had always been strong, could only cover her head and flee.
She couldn't help it. The closer they got, the more difficult it was for her to breathe. This was a group of biological weapons!
Then, a noisy and chaotic voice rang out in the factory, "Miss Xiu, where's the shampoo? This isn't even enough for me. "
"Miss Xiu, where's the shower gel? There are only two bottles, it's not enough. "
"Where's the detergent? Why is there only one bag? "
"Only half a bottle of high-grade detergent? Whose wife should we give it to first? "
"Why isn't the water hot? Is the water heater broken? "
"Bastard, you stepped on my wife's foot. Honey, honey, don't die! "
After tossing and turning for a while in the chaos, the otakus finally cursed each other, gambled wildly, compromised with each other, and pieced together the basic cleaning work.
As for the effect … just look at Xiu'er, who had hidden herself more than ten meters away and had even found herself a mask with her tongue sticking out.
The nerdy otaku threw all the clothes he had taken off into the trash can outside the warehouse and cleaned up the dirty places with water.
Otherwise, Xiu 'er wouldn't have avoided him for more than ten meters, but would have gone straight home.
For the time being, this was enough because they still needed to clean the figurines that they had brought back.
No matter how clean they were, they still had to stain it a little.
But for the sake of their wives and husbands, they could only bear with it. Xiu'er said that she had already finished transporting the items, and the task of cleaning was left to the older brothers.
The nerdy otakus all rolled their eyes, but they weren't dissatisfied. After all, Xiu'er was the group's favorite!
Do you know how hard it is to find a normal woman to talk to if you don't have money? With Xiu'er around, there were many nerdy otakus who wanted to join the FFF group.
The few of them divided up the work. Lawther was assigned the task of opening the bags and throwing them out.
This was because he was the only one among them who didn't need to be cleaned. After all, he had only brought back one bolster.
Xiu'er, on the other hand, only went up to look at the Black Widow bolster and issued an amputation notice. "There's no use, the fabric has been dyed like this, so don't even think about recovering it. Quickly cut off the dyed part and make it into a small bolster. If it's too late, the dirty water will soak it, and your wife's entire thigh will be gone."
Lawther's face fell, but he immediately did as he was told.
After all, Xiu'er was a professional tailor and had a much better understanding of fabric materials than they did.
The full-body bolster was amputated into a half-body bolster. Lawther felt a sharp pain in his heart. His long legs were gone!
But he was also glad that he had saved his wife's Big Dipper and Big Dolphin!
They were still long enough to hold in one's arms. This result … was somewhat acceptable. It was better than having nothing left.
That was what he told himself in his heart, but Lawther's face remained gloomy. "I used to carry a backpack full of wives on my back, but I didn't cherish them. I only regretted it when they were snatched away. If God could give me another chance, I would definitely … choose a completely opaque backpack. "
Apart from the regretful Lawther, the others gathered in front of a long table and organized the figurines that they had taken out of their backpacks.
Each of them had a few towels and detergents in their hands to deal with the different levels of dirt.
Xiu'er was the luckiest. The "husbands" that Fisher had brought back for her were basically untainted. They were quickly delivered to her, who was hiding at the side.
The others weren't envious.
Fisher had brought back the things that the siblings wanted by himself, so naturally, he had less than half of what they had.
Even if the figurines were completely dirtied and unsalvageable, they still had more than Xiu'er.
Even the horrible smell couldn't stop the Otakus who had their wishes fulfilled.
They kept cheering and praising, "Oh my god, this is a collection that only came out this year. It's said that you can make 18 different poses. She wasn't affected at all."
"I have a 30-year anniversary collection here. It's even rarer than yours."
"Haha, you're all trash. Look at my 2000 Millennium Nostalgia Collection, limited to 1,000 worldwide. "
Xiu'er was happily fiddling with her loot, but she saw that Lawther, who had finished throwing out the trash, was standing at the side with a lonely expression, staring at his half-body bolster in a daze.
She still couldn't bear to see him like this, so she called him over for coffee.
Well, she wouldn't drink it. It was too smelly here.
But these guys, who had been smelly all the way here, probably couldn't feel the stench anymore. After a tiring night, they needed to replenish themselves with water and calories.
"Tell me about your big adventure tonight." Xiu'er initiated an interesting topic.
Lawther took a sip of coffee to warm up his cold, twitching heart. "What's there to talk about? We were so unlucky. We met three supervillains in a row … "
Xiu'er was surprised. "This … should be good luck. How did you guys manage to make it back in one piece?"
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