“Ahh—”

“Mr. Bayer, what happened to your stomach?” Hosiah Qantas yelled. His voice was high-pitched, and he sounded almost like a terrified old woman. The others who came with Levi Bayer were also staring at his stomach with shocked and seemingly terrified looks upon their faces.

This felt way too odd.

It was as if the transsexual woman’s large stomach had suddenly been transferred to Levi.

Levi had an equally dumbfounded expression upon his face, and there was also fear in his eyes.

He was also clueless about what happened.

With both hands on his ever-enlarging stomach, Levi eventually lost his cool. Turning hysterical, he glared at Alex. “It’s you. It must be your meddling. What did you do to me? What happened to my stomach? Get rid of it right away. Otherwise, the entire Witch Doctor Sect won’t let you go,” Levi said.

Alex Rockefeller spread his hands. “Which one of your eyes saw me doing anything to you? You’re a man. I can’t possibly knock you up… Oh, right. This lady here