At eight o'clock in the evening, Moer called the captain and asked him to take charge of the frigate's defense. She said she had something to do and needed to take the helicopter back to the unit.

Mo'er left the frigate in a helicopter and flew north. When he reached an uninhabited area of ​​the sea, he folded up the helicopter. A moment later, Mo'er, now dressed as a boy, roared out in a fighter jet, heading for Daluo, the political center of Monkey Nation. At nine o'clock in the evening, Daluo City was pitch black, save for the flickering lights of a few shops. He drove through this city of millions, arriving at the city's financial district. He parked his car and darted to a deserted corner of the Monkey Nation's Foreign Trade and Investment Bank headquarters, a spot within his reach. His mind swept through it, and the entire bank was silent, save for a few security guards on duty, their belts bulging with weapons. Mo'er ignored them, his mind probing the bank's basement. The underground was brightly lit, with two heavy iron gates leading to a basement of approximately two hundred square meters.

There were more than ten large cabinets in the basement, three of which were filled with neatly stacked gold. Mo'er put them all into the space without hesitation. She estimated that there were several tons of gold.

The other cabinets were filled with currency, and their country's currency was neatly stacked in five cabinets.

The remaining cabinets are filled with rice coins. As the common currency for international trade, every country will reserve a large amount, and the Monkey Kingdom is no exception.

Mo'er estimated that, not counting their domestic currency, there must be more than ten billion Mi coins alone. He smiled and put them all into the space!

Then he quickly went to the second bank, the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, and did the same thing to collect all the information into the space. Then he went to the third and fourth banks with a smile on his face.

After visiting seven major banks, Moer gained a lot and left here with satisfaction.

He found a hotel and scanned the second floor. No guests were staying there. He quickly went inside, locked the door, took out his quilt, and went to sleep!

The next morning, she dodged onto the street and found a shop. She couldn't read the words, but seeing others carrying large bowls of food, she decided to order one too. However, she couldn't speak their language, so she decided to pretend to be mute. She pointed at the chicken pho the shop owner was making and mumbled something. Everyone turned to look at her. Seeing he was still mute, the shop owner spoke a few words, but Mo'er couldn't understand either. Soon, the shop owner brought a bowl to Mo'er's table. Mo'er took a bite and found it quite delicious. Unbeknownst to her, this snack was actually quite famous in Monkey Country: it's called chicken pho! The chicken skin was a natural yellow, untreated, and there was very little subcutaneous fat, so it was crispy, smooth, and not greasy. She chose thigh meat, which had a more fatty aroma, and back meat, which would reveal the chicken's original flavor. The chicken was shredded into small pieces on the stovetop and then placed on the noodles. Order a bowl of soup noodles and a bowl of dry noodles. The soup noodles are soaked in fried dough sticks and dry noodles with fish sauce and peanuts, each with its own unique taste.

After Mo'er finished eating, some sweat appeared on her forehead. She took out a hundred thousand yuan bill, put it on the table, and turned away.

Others saw that this guy was not only dumb, but also stupid. This bowl of chicken pho only cost 10,000 yuan, and he gave 100,000 yuan. How stupid!

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