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I tried to struggle, but my body felt as heavy as a boulder, and I couldn't get up. Seeing that Robert's plot was about to succeed, I was so anxious I wanted to bang my head against the ground. Suddenly, in the light, a large black tumor burst out from the back of the unconscious Shirley Yang's head, instantly transforming into a familiar, monstrous snake. It flew out like lightning, its jaws wide open, and bit into Robert's hideous face.

Robert yelled and fired a shot at an angle, hitting the bright miner's lamp directly above his head. The lamp shattered instantly, plunging everything into darkness. I also passed out...

When I woke up again, I was on a luxury yacht sailing on the vast ocean. I lay in the cabin, all around me was quiet, the warm sunlight shone through the window, and the sea breeze blew in through the open doors and windows—it was paradise on earth once again.

I got up and went outside the cabin, where I was pleasantly surprised to see Shirley Yang, her long hair flowing, lying on a wicker chair on the deck, sunbathing. I gazed into the distance, but all I could see was the vast ocean and the sea, where the sky and sea merged into one, and I had no idea where we were sailing.

I quietly walked up behind Shirley Yang, wanting to see the back of her head, when I heard Shirley Yang lazily say, "What, aren't you afraid the monstrous snake on the back of my head will bite you?"

Seeing her smiling brightly at me, my heart fluttered, and I smiled and said, "I have one too, who's afraid of who?"

I sat down next to Shirley Yang on the wicker chair, casually putting my arm around her slender waist, and asked her gently, "Where are we going?"

Just then, Wang Pangzi's laughter came from above. "You old codger, what are you doing? Don't you know shame? Doing this in broad daylight, be careful you don't corrupt the children! We're going to Antila (an island in Indian Buddhist mythology), the same island with the ancient tomb at the cape we visited last time, to find the ancient Bodhi fruit from the sacred Buddhist tree to cure your beloved Shirley Yang's illness. Furthermore, the four of us will settle down in Antila and never return to the Central Plains."

There were four people. I looked up and saw Fatty Wang, beaming with pride, smiling at me with his arm around a stunningly beautiful woman. I looked closer and recognized her. I quickly waved; it was none other than Marilyn Monroe, a top Thai intelligence agent.

Afterwards, Fatty and Marilyn Monroe returned to the cockpit, laughing and joking. I asked my young love, Shirley Yang, with a puzzled look, "What's going on with Fatty and Marilyn?"

Shirley Yang chuckled softly, "Actually, Marilyn Monroe was born a man, but her gender was changed at birth. She longed to be a woman. Don't you think she's beautiful? Fatty and she are a perfect match. She wants to come with us to find the sacred fruit and truly become a woman."

I think it's no wonder that Kim Han-woo's bewitching spells couldn't completely seduce Marilyn Monroe. He really messed up this time, and he won't even understand how he died, haha.

It turned out that because I had carried the Soul-Capturing Pearl and the Ice Essence Jade Marrow for too long, the cold air invaded my body, causing me to fall into a prolonged coma. Fortunately, the observant Shirley Yang discovered this early and rescued me. During this time, Shirley Yang discovered that as long as she wore the sacred fruit pit of the Bodhi Fruit, the physical abnormalities would disappear. Moreover, neither Fatty nor I had experienced any physical abnormalities. Therefore, she initially guessed that this ten-thousand-year-old Bodhi Fruit had the effect of removing physical abnormalities.

Afterwards, Shirley Yang looked through the two ancient Tibetan scriptures that Robert had abandoned (originally written by the first Living Buddha of the Potala Palace in Tibet) and the herbal Heart Sutra of the Kiliki pirate native shaman. Both mentioned the myth and legend of the ten-thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit to varying degrees. Only then did she truly decide that everyone should set sail together to search for the ten-thousand-year-old Bodhi tree on the desolate island in the past.

"It's a good opportunity to go see our ocean buddies, that group of dolphins," Shirley Yang murmured, nestled in my warm embrace, bathed in the glow of the setting sun...

(The End)