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Zhong Kui's Diary
I couldn't figure out what this Fat Guard meant, so I just hummed in response. However, I was extremely anxious. Could it be that this guy knows Chang Dingkun? But that doesn't make sense; if he did, he would have greeted him by now.
"My brother Luo Liang owes you 10 bucks from last month, right? I'm here to pay you back!" Fat Guard walked over to me, took out his wallet, counted out 10 bucks, and handed it to me.
I hesitated to reach out for it because I suspected this was just a test and that there was no such person as Luo Liang. The moment I reached for it, the other party would likely raise a Submachine Gun and fire a round at me!
But what if there really was such a situation? If I didn't take it, others would definitely become suspicious. If they questioned me further and found something off, the other party would also raise a Submachine Gun and fire at me!
Damn, this kind of multiple-choice question is hard to answer. One wrong choice could lead to death. I glanced at Sha Monk, who also looked utterly bewildered; he must be just as lost in this situation. For a moment, the inner turmoil and anxiety were overwhelming.
After gritting my teeth, I reached out and took the money, slipping it directly into my pocket. I resolved that if this was indeed a test, then I would claim that there was someone named Luo Liang who owed me money.
"Don't let my brother play these games with you anymore!" Fatty the guard snorted. "We're all from the same hometown! It won't be fun if things get ugly later!"
I immediately breathed a sigh of relief; it turned out he really did have a brother named Luo Liang.
"Aren't you going to count it?" Fatty the guard lifted his chin at me.
"No need!"
"You should count it anyway. Don't let any counterfeit bills come back to haunt me. Didn't you guys give Luo Liang a counterfeit bill last month?" Fatty the guard snorted again.
Reluctantly, I took the bills out again and counted them. Soon I noticed something was off because each bill had a line of text written on it: 'Ghost Brother, I'm Fatty.' There was also a strange mark at the end.
Fatty?
Fatty!
I can't believe this guard is Fatty! How did he end up at the Western Satellite Launch Base? How did he manage to get a job as a guard here? And how did he recognize me at a glance, even though I was wearing a human skin Mask?
Could this be another test from the villa? No way, only Fatty and I know the markings on this bill.
I forced myself to calm my turbulent emotions and continued counting the money. Finally, I looked up at the guard Fatty and said, “Fatty, that’s right, that’s how it is!”
To others, this statement would simply mean that the amount of money was correct. But Fatty would definitely Understood that I had received the message ‘he is Fatty’. If I’m already calling him Fatty, and he still doesn’t Understood, then he might as well find a butcher to offer himself up.
Fatty snorted coldly, “There’s a situation in the storage room; I’ll take you there!”
The few of us exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what Fatty meant by ‘situation’. Finally, Sha Monk awkwardly asked, “What happened?”
“A new system was installed temporarily yesterday; I thought you might not be aware,” Fatty replied nonchalantly.
Sha Monk’s expression changed slightly, but he quickly laughed it off and asked, “What new system?”
“You’ll find out when you get there!” Fatty led us forward.
Outside was a large open area, with the brightly lit Rocket Launch Pad in the distance. Between the fixed platform and the mobile platform stood a white Launch Vehicle.
My meager military knowledge told me that in our country, Launch Vehicles are assembled on the launch pad before being launched. This white Launch Vehicle was nearly complete; it was probably just waiting for the Satellite to be installed on top of the rocket.
To the left of the open space stood a three-story Bungalow, built against a hill. It looked quite ordinary, similar to those temporary cabins found at various construction sites.
Fatty led us to the front of the Bungalow. As we approached, I realized something strange about this building; the exterior walls of the three-story Bungalow were merely decorative. In reality, this Bungalow was just a large door. Fatty gestured to Sha Monk, who stepped forward and entered a password at the door's keypad. Wow, this password had dozens of digits; it's impressive that Sha Monk could remember it.
With a creaking sound, the half-meter-thick iron door slowly opened, revealing a passage approximately one hundred meters long. The entire passage glowed with a cold light, likely made of some kind of Alloy Material, and at the end of the passage stood another Golden Gate. In front of us was a Microvan, its windows covered in Silver Foil, the purpose of which was unclear.
The Sha Monk asked in confusion, "This vehicle aside, it looks no different from before, right?"
Fatty chuckled, "This passage is equipped with the latest detection system. During the debugging phase, only four people can pass through at a time, and you must take a specially designed electric vehicle to enter."
I swore this was just Fatty trying to create some mystery to have a chance to talk to me. Damn, what specially designed electric vehicle? This was clearly just a van.
"I'll go in first with Chang Dingkun!" Fatty glanced at us and said casually. He then shouted loudly, and the van slowly approached. The driver's seat was also covered in foil, making it impossible to see whether the person inside was male or female.
"I want to go in too!" Hua Wuqiu immediately stepped forward and stood beside me.
"No way!" Fatty firmly refused.
"Why not?" Hua Wuqiu naturally wanted to know the reason.
"Because I haven't been close to women for many years!" Fatty declared solemnly.
I could hardly contain my laughter and pretended to be troubled, clearing my throat: "In that case, I'll go in with you first!"
Tang Seng nodded at the Sha Monk and said, "I'll go in with Liu Tingguo as well."
Liu Tingguo—oh right, that's Sha Monk. It seemed Tang Seng still wasn't comfortable letting me go in alone.
"I just said it; only four people can enter at a time!" Fatty looked disdainfully at Tang Seng.
Tang Seng's eyes flashed with anger before he chuckled awkwardly, "It's perfect; there's me, Liu Tingguo, Chang Dingkun, and you—four people in total."
"Is the driver not human?" Fatty chuckled lightly.
"Alright, I'll go in with you!" Tang Seng said with a smile.
"No way!" Fatty casually glanced at Tang Seng and then pointed at White Dragon Horse. "He'll do. He can go in with us."
"Why?" Tang Seng was taken aback.
"Because I'm fat, and this guy is skinny. It's called complementing each other," Fatty replied, then waved for me to get in the car. With no other choice, Tang Seng nodded at White Dragon Horse, clearly indicating that he should notify the others if anything went wrong.
White Dragon Horse got into the car with us, and the vehicle slowly moved forward.
Honestly, this car was really slow. To put it bluntly, I could crawl faster than it was moving.
After crawling along for about twenty meters, Fatty finally chuckled and said, "Ghost Brother, have you been enjoying yourself lately?"
Hearing Fatty say that made me jump in shock, and I quickly looked at White Dragon Horse beside me.
Although White Dragon Horse had a human skin mask on, the mask was so exquisitely made that his shocked expression appeared lifelike. "You guys actually know each other? Damn, this is too shocking! Ah, I fell for it? No way! You scammers are all liars!"
Fatty calling me Ghost Brother in front of White Dragon Horse surprised me greatly. It seemed that this pig's intelligence had dropped to near zero; he dared to act so recklessly with outsiders present. But after seeing White Dragon Horse's exaggerated reaction, I became increasingly suspicious—something was definitely off with him.
"I'm Kong Xuan. Are you looking for death? You're still joking at a time like this; hurry up and clarify things with Ghost Brother. We don't have much time," the driver turned around and scolded White Dragon Horse. Hearing this person's voice and seeing his profile made me nearly jump out of my seat—this person was actually Aijia Yu.
Fatty's appearance was already surprising enough, but the fact that Aijia Yu was driving left me even more astonished. Moreover, Aijia Yu pointed out that White Dragon Horse was actually Kong Xuan. The shock in my heart was like a raging tide. How could this be possible? How could White Dragon Horse be Kong Xuan? Even if I took a thousand steps back... wait, why should I take a thousand steps back? There was no way White Dragon Horse could be Kong Xuan.
Wasn't Kong Xuan trying to put me to death? Besides, wasn't Kong Xuan part of Dominion Villa along with Aijia Yu and the others? Did I guess wrong before? Were Kong Xuan and Aijia Yu not part of Dominion Villa? Otherwise, why would he replace White Dragon Horse?
White Dragon Horse tore off the human skin Mask on his face, revealing an aged visage. With another tear, Kong Xuan's scruffy Beard face appeared: "No more jokes, Zheng Nan, let's get down to business."
"Wait, first tell me how you became White Dragon Horse?" I asked suspiciously.
"In the gas station restroom, you don't remember me going to take a leak?" Kong Xuan replied with a grin.
"Damn, I get it now. You switched identities at the gas station. No wonder I heard a thud; that was you taking down White Dragon Horse, right?" I realized, then frowned: "But White Dragon Horse's martial skills and Taoist techniques are no less than yours. How could you manage that so easily?"
"There were others hiding in the restroom besides me; Qingcheng's grandfather was also there. With his help, dealing with White Dragon Horse was a piece of cake. You know, his grandfather is a Grandmaster-level Expert." Kong Xuan nodded and smiled: "Extracting White Dragon Horse's memories, making my body as thin as his, and disguising myself as him—all thanks to Xiao Ye. I just picked up a fallen peach."
"That may be true, but wait... How come Hua Wuqiu, who is also a Master-Level expert, didn't notice that you had been replaced?"
"Zheng Nan, no one is so powerful that they can instantly tell if someone is human or ghost. It requires a Spell to test, and that Spell consumes mana. If everything seems normal, why would Hua Wuqiu need to test me? By the way, I'm curious why Hua Wuqiu possessed Guo'er's body?" After explaining, Kong Xuan turned the question back to me.
"We'll get to that later; first tell me what happened." I interrupted Kong Xuan's inquiry impatiently.
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