By now, Abel already thought the base belonged to him, so he asked in a caring tone, "Bernie, how big is the base?"
"Around the size of this mansion of yours!" Said Bernie looking around the mansion.
"You better send the thing to my place for my 20 barrels of Master Wine. I don't want to die halfway carrying that thing!" Originally he was thinking of telling Johnson to swallow it as well and then put it all back in his portal bag but seemed like he couldn't anymore. There was no way Johnson could swallow up such a big thing, especially with a magic tower already in its stomach.
"Don't worry; my family has some godly portals. I will get some elite wizards to send it to your place. But you better treat them well with good food and wine!" Bernie said with a smile. Bernie knew Abel had food that could help elite wizards level up and Master Wine, so asking the head manager of the godly portal to come shouldn't be a problem.
