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 "Master, but they aren't in Black Mountain City. How are you going to find them?" Red Boy asked, perplexed.

Fangzheng said, "There's no rush. This Penniless Monk has a way to find them. But before that, humph..."

"Master, what are you going to do?" Red Boy was stunned.

Fangzheng grinned. "Let's go! Back to the mountain!"

"Uh, Master, aren't you going to greet the people outside?" Red Boy said, "Patron Zhu Lin is crying quite miserably."

Fangzheng said, "It's best not to let them know of this for now; otherwise those fellows might pull the same trick again. We were out in the open previously while they were in the dark. That's how they pulled off their scheme. This time, we will be in the dark, while they are out in the open. Humph... Let's go."

When Red Boy saw Fangzheng's mischievous expression, he knew that someone was going to be in for a bad time.

Red Boy led Fangzheng out of the ruins silently and returned to One Finger Monastery.

Fangzheng activated A Golden Millet Dream, preventing the devotees from seeing him. Then, he entered the hall and sat cross-legged. He pressed his palms together and communicated with the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall's child-giving Guan Yin statue. At the same time, a name appeared in his mind-White Shirt!

Then, Fangzheng mumbled with a cheeky smile, "It is impolite not to reciprocate. Patron, accept this Penniless Monk's present!"

Meanwhile, in a flying plane.

"White Shirt, you're the best. What you did was simply..." A man gave a thumbs up to another man in a white suit.

The white-clothed man chuckled and pointed at his head. "You need to use this as much as you can. Using whatever resources are available is the easiest way to misdirect them."

The man nodded and said, "That's what I admire about you. With just one move, everyone's attention is on those cheats and small businessmen. However, the Chinese are quite capable. To think that someone actually used the United Nations' flag to scam. And there's a fellow who calls himself Commander, tsk..."

The white-robed man said, "Carl, don't underestimate anyone. If they can survive and still successfully cheat others of their money, that's also their ability."

Carl chuckled and said, "But after this, they will probably be eradicated, right? After all, we were the ones who pretended to be them."

White Shirt said, "What has their survival got to do with us?"

Carl laughed. "White Shirt, is that monk really dead?"

White Shirt said, "No one can survive such a huge explosion, even if he isn't human!"

"That's true."

"Once we get off the plane, immediately take care of the cell phone," said White Shirt.

"White Shirt, aren't you being too cautious? No one can find it once you pull out the SIM card and throw it into a trash can, right? Might you bring it out of the country to throw it away?"

White Shirt said, "It's better to be safe than sorry."

Carl pursed his lips, clearly not taking it to heart.

At this moment, White Shirt suddenly sat up straight, and beads of cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"White Shirt, what's wrong?" Carl asked.

"I don't know... something seems to be moving in my stomach."

Carl was stunned. "There's something moving in your stomach? How is that possible?"

"Perhaps it's an illusion. It hurts..."

"Do you want to call the air stewardess over?"

White Shirt shook his head and said, "We haven't left China, so don't call the air stewardess. Otherwise, the plane might return or do an emergency landing. That will bring us unnecessary trouble. I'll bear with it... Tell me when we are out of Chinese territory."

"Alright, I got it."

White Shirt spoke casually, but the cold sweat on his forehead increased. He could clearly feel that there was something moving in his stomach! It seemed like... there was a living thing in his stomach. Could it be that he was pregnant?

However, White Shirt refused to believe that a man like him could get pregnant!

Hence, he felt that he likely wasn't pregnant. He might just be having a stomachache and he would be fine after a while...

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the belt of his pants was getting tighter and it hurt his abdomen.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He got up and stumbled into the bathroom. When he undid his belt, he was instantly dumbfounded! His abs were gone, and replacing it was a big round belly!

Whether it was from the front or from the side, it was a pregnant belly! It was definitely not a beer belly!

"How... how is this possible?" White Shirt stuttered in disbelief.

However, White Shirt was a tenacious man. He held back the pain and did not say a word. When the air stewardess came over and asked about him, he only shook his head. He managed to endure until the plane reached Vietnam before he was sent to a private hospital.

The doctor quickly gave him an ultrasound to see what was inside, but...

"How is this possible?" The doctor stood up immediately and exclaimed.

"Lý, what's wrong? Don't panic. Tell me," Carl asked.

Doctor Lý gulped a mouthful of saliva and said, "This... You might not believe me even if I tell you."

White Shirt said, "Speak. Even if I'm really pregnant, I'll accept it."

Doctor Lý said with a bitter smile, "If it were just a simple pregnancy, I wouldn't be so agitated. The problem is that it isn't just a simple pregnancy. You're pregnant with something strange."

"Something strange?" White Shirt and Carl were stunned.

Doctor Lý said, "Yes, it's very strange. It's thin and long, about the size of buttocks."

"What is that?" Carl asked, confused.

Doctor Lý said, "If I have to describe it, it looks like a missile."

"A missile?" Carl and White Shirt cried out at almost the same time. White Shirt immediately sat up. However, the thing in his stomach vibrated, and he fell back in pain.

"I know. I told you that you wouldn't believe me, but it really resembles a missile," Doctor Lý said.

"I don't believe it! I've traveled the world for years, but I've never heard of anyone being pregnant with a missile. Lý, tell me, what is that?" White Shirt didn't believe him.

Doctor Lý said, "I know you don't believe me, and I don't believe it either, but this is the truth. White Shirt, you can get a second opinion. Let's hope that I'm wrong. Otherwise, this is too unbelievable..."

White Shirt said, "Help me up."

Carl helped up White Shirt who said, "Don't tell anyone else, otherwise..."

Lý said, "Don't worry, I will never tell anyone."

"Let's go!" White Shirt waved his hand, and Carl helped him out of the private hospital. Then, he drove to the Golden Triangle.

"White Shirt, hold on for a little longer. We'll reach Red Light Hospital very soon. There's the best equipment there, so we'll definitely find out what's going on with you," Carl said as he looked at the exhausted White Shirt.

White Shirt blinked weakly, indicating that he understood.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the Red Light Hospital. The doctor was about to do a scan when White Shirt suddenly shouted, "Wah... Ah! It's sinking. It... it's coming out! Ah, it's coming out from behind... It's coming... Ah..."