After seeing Ah Fei's twisted expression, the modified White Zetsu also began to feel something strange in their stomachs.
"Whoa… is this what Lord Ah Fei meant by defecation?" one of them muttered in confusion.
Without waiting for further clarification, they each found a secluded corner and began to relieve themselves. Perhaps they had eaten too many fruits earlier, because the result was explosive—literally. It looked more like water jets spraying out than anything else.
The remaining White Zetsu stared in shock at their comrades, who were squatting and spraying like malfunctioning fountains.
Splatter. Squelch.
Ah Fei gripped his stomach in agony, veins bulging from his forehead.
Clearly, this entire mess was the result of excessive fruit consumption.
"Aaaah… so good…" he sighed in relief after a few minutes, slowly standing up while patting his belly.
Now that he felt lighter, he was eager to inspect the masterpiece he had just created.
"Ugh… the smell…" Ah Fei instinctively covered his nose, crouched down, and began to study the pile with great interest.
Driven by morbid curiosity, he even poked it with his finger.
"HURK!"
The surrounding White Zetsu recoiled in horror, taking several steps back. Some even gagged at the sight.
"Is… is he really the leader we chose to follow?" one of them whispered.
They began to question their life choices—was betraying Black Zetsu really worth this?
But then again, this was all for their dream. If becoming stronger meant enduring such bizarre behavior, so be it.
Ah Fei, meanwhile, was about to put his finger in his mouth to taste it when the collective groans and disgusted cries of the other White Zetsu stopped him in his tracks.
"…Fine, I'll try it next time when no one's around," he muttered to himself, disappointed.
Wiping his shit-stained finger on the ground, Ah Fei stood up, faced the White Zetsu, and shouted, "We were a bit delayed, but let's get moving now!"
"Got it!" the White Zetsu replied enthusiastically, eager to experience what they now considered the full cycle: eating and then…pooping.
Seeing the satisfied look on Ah Fei's face had made them incredibly curious. Maybe it really did feel that good?
And so, they marched after Ah Fei, headed toward Peter's shop.
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The Border of the Fire Nation.
"Boss~ We're back again!" Ah Fei shouted loudly as they approached the familiar building.
Inside the house, Peter raised his eyebrows at the commotion.
"Huh? Didn't Ah Fei and the others just leave not long ago?" he murmured, walking toward the door. "What are they doing back so soon?"
When he reached the entrance and looked outside, his jaw nearly dropped.
He rubbed his eyes vigorously, not trusting his own sight. But when the image didn't change, he finally gasped, "What the—?!"
This time, the number of White Zetsu gathered at his doorstep was nearly double what it had been before. Even more surprising, each of them was holding a hefty stack of money.
"Boss! I brought them here for transformation!" Ah Fei announced proudly.
Peter's shock turned into joy in an instant. He grabbed Ah Fei's hands and exclaimed, "Ah Fei, you're truly my God of Wealth!"
He could hardly believe it—Ah Fei had not only returned, but also brought him so many paying customers!
"Hehehe, all thanks to your amazing skills, Boss. When the brothers saw the results, they asked me to bring them here," Ah Fei said, flashing a wide grin.
The newcomers looked around curiously, trying to get a sense of this transformation expert who had earned such praise.
"Boss, please transform us!"
"Yeah! We're ready!"
"We can't wait!"
The crowd's excitement was infectious.
Ah Fei turned to Peter and nodded. "Please, Boss, help them out."
"Of course! I'm on it!" Peter said, eyes sparkling with anticipation.
He let go of Ah Fei's hand and quickly invited the White Zetsu inside. His shop soon filled up to capacity. In fact, it was so crowded that it was starting to feel a little claustrophobic.
But Peter wasn't complaining. No—he was thrilled.
He rubbed his hands together eagerly. Today was going to be a huge payday!
He quickly did the math. There were about forty White Zetsu here. At 50 million taels per transformation, that totaled 2 billion.
Add in the 600 million that Ah Fei had paid earlier, and that brought the grand total to a staggering 2.6 billion taels.
Peter's breathing quickened as he realized what that meant. He couldn't help but ask, "Ah Fei… where on earth did you make this much money?"
Even if Ah Fei had robbed several banks, it still wouldn't explain how he had come up with 2.6 billion taels so quickly!
"Heh… as for that…" Ah Fei said with a mysterious smile. "I'm not telling."
Peter narrowed his eyes slightly, not satisfied with the answer. But he chose not to press further.
He simply gave a helpless smile and said, "Alright, alright. Since you don't want to tell me, let them hand over the money, and I'll get started."
Soon after, the White Zetsu began handing over their money. Peter happily stored the bills in his system space and activated twenty transformation devices.
Since he only had twenty machines, he had to perform the transformations in two batches.
Before long, all the White Zetsu had been successfully modified.
Peter could hardly believe it. In a single day, Ah Fei had spent 2.6 billion taels in his shop.
His personal commission alone amounted to 260 million!
He was rich. Absolutely, undeniably rich.
And it was all thanks to Ah Fei.
At this moment, Peter looked at Ah Fei as if he were a living, breathing deity—the God of Wealth himself.
Ah Fei, meanwhile, smiled in satisfaction at the sight of the newly transformed White Zetsu. "Boss~ We're heading off now!"
Peter grabbed Ah Fei's hand again, beaming. "Ah Fei, my dearest benefactor, please come back and bless my business more often!"
"I will," Ah Fei said with a grin, "once I've got more money."
Peter's smile grew so wide it nearly split his face in half. He escorted Ah Fei and the others all the way to the front door.
"Come back soon! You're always welcome!" he called out enthusiastically as they departed.
As the gang vanished into the distance, Peter stood in the doorway, sighing in admiration. "I never thought even gangsters could make money this fast…"
Then a realization struck him.
"If Ah Fei can earn that much so quickly, doesn't that mean Black Zetsu earns even more?"
Compared to regular White Zetsu, Black Zetsu was far more powerful, cunning, and resourceful.
Peter's eyes gleamed with ambition as he imagined a future scenario—Black Zetsu walking into his shop with 40 billion in cold, hard cash.
His heart raced with excitement just thinking about it.
However, Peter had no idea that all of Ah Fei's money had actually come from Black Zetsu's personal stash.
What would Black Zetsu's face look like when he returned… and found his entire fortune gone?