Chapter 14：

In fact, he was telling the truth.

If it hadn't been for realizing that Skye was too tired, Carl could indeed continue.

After all, he now has the Silver Superman template, which is completely different from before.

Well, I just didn't expect that within a few hours, the bed collapsed.

I can only say that Skye's room is really not very good.

Not knowing whether it was out of self-esteem or something, Skye did not live in Carl's house.

Instead, he chose to live in a cabin he rented.

It's just that she doesn't know.

Carl had already contacted the landlord and offered a price that was 15% higher than the market price. Bought this house.

I have to say that the house prices here are really cheap.

Even if it was 15% higher than the market price, it was much lower than Carl expected.

It now appears that cheap goods are not good.

The bed has collapsed!

The quality is really not good, so I should go to the seller to get a theory.

Now I have to pay Skye's bed money!

What a profiteer.

…

Skye rested for a while, then slowly got up to wash.

Carl had already drunk a bottle of red wine and washed it.

After two o'clock, Skye finished packing.

Because the bed collapsed, they had to go out and buy a bed.

Therefore, some personal belongings at home must be packed.

Of course, you have to eat first.

The two first went to a high-end restaurant for dinner, and then went directly to the nearby shopping mall.

This time, Karl directly spent two thousand dollars to buy a bed.

Speaking of which, he still feels a little regretful, why is there no more expensive in this mall.

He didn't believe it, this time the bed could collapse again?

Because Skye had to sleep at home at night, they took the delivery staff directly to Skye's house.

The delivery staff is of course very enthusiastic.

Although this room is not big, it doesn't look very good.

But what Carl bought was a bed worth more than two thousand dollars after all.

It is usually difficult to sell one in a month.

Look at these two, they are the big bosses of rich people and status.

Naturally, treat it well.

After delivering the bed, it was past five o'clock.

Skye sat on the brand new bed, "What shall we do now? Shall we go to your bar?" "There are few people in the bar now, so it's boring to go."

"Yes, what do we do?"

"Try the quality of this bed first, and then go to eat."

Skye was slightly surprised when he heard that, "Try the quality of the bed?"

"Isn't this bed very good..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Kakar.

He laughed softly: "The bed is good or bad, but you can't tell."

"We have to try it ourselves."

After all, Carl went to bed too.

…

Three hours later.

Carl still went to the refrigerator and took a bottle of wine and a glass.

He doesn't smoke, but he likes to drink.

Most of the wine in Skye's house was brought by Karl from the bar.

The purpose, naturally...

Skye lay on the bed and looked at Carl quietly, "Really, why do you feel like you are a different person today." Carl brows, "Really? Because I collapsed the bed?"

"Not at all!"

Skye gave him a white glance, and then muttered to himself, "I can't tell, it doesn't seem to have changed." "It's just a feeling, and his attitude has changed a lot."

"I guess so."

Carl smiled, noncommittal.

Before he knew that the world he was in was the Marvel world, he was naturally a little bit stressed.

Although he is very rich.

In this world, money is not very useful.

After all, there are too many powerful existences.

I won't say anything about Thanos, Jin is not the same, and Karl didn't think about how to deal with him.