Fox Has No Malicious Intent-Chapter 547 - 545: It’s Great That You’re All Here
"麻鱼机..."
Reporting to Li Wenkang about the capture of Miyel, Wang Qiqi heard the shout from Master Fuli, turned around and asked curiously, "What do you need a numb fish machine for in this desert mountain? But... it seems there is one."
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Hearing this, Ansheng raised a big question mark at Wang Qiqi, couldn’t help but sarcastically say, "A Zhen, are you guys for real? I just casually asked, and you actually brought a numb fish machine?"
"I just wanted to ask you to borrow an electric baton, to go teach that damn furry who’s been eyeing my body a lesson!"
"........" Master Fuli’s sarcasm didn’t provoke any response from Wang Qiqi and Li Wenkang, but Wang Ya showed an unnatural expression and hid the alcohol-free wet wipes she just took out from her bag behind her back.
It’s fine if Master Fuli uses his claws, but beating with an electric baton might be painful, and I still have classes to teach, so it wouldn’t leave a good impression.
"Hng——"
Little paws of Fennec Fox Xiaohua peeked out from Wang Ya’s collar, raised high, and let out an excited coo.
Eradicating furries is the fox’s duty, I’m going to get a knife!
"It’s not really a numb fish machine, it’s a subsystem on the aquatic suit, visually invisible, not truly invisible. Consider that fish or crabs might occasionally get cheeky."
"So, a repelling device is prepared." Wang Qiqi explained the reason for the numb fish machine.
The voltage of that system isn’t high, but you can take the transformer out of it, install it into the spider robot’s backup power, and just pull two positive and negative wires.
"Get ready. Ba Mountain, go borrow a phone with a 200-million-pixel camera and come with me to the other side of the rift.
After Master Fuli finished instructing, he picked up the broken handle of the New Energy Warhammer, took a few running steps, and directly leapt over the 30-40-meter-wide earthquake rift, landing on the other side.
Master Fuli darted behind a tree, completing the concealment.
And although Master Fuli’s instructions were a bit feline-like, it wasn’t a big deal, Wang Qiqi glanced at the crowded shadowy figures on the hillside and gave an instruction.
The downside of the aquatic suit coming ashore became apparent.
They were still transparent, but even a sideways glance could reveal human silhouettes. The entire hillside now had over two hundred people, thirty spider-shaped robots taller than a person, carrying large bundles.
If they hid in sand or bushes, they might be able to conceal their bodies, but there wasn’t a suitable environment in the Outer regions.
"Hmm? Where is Dr. Unos? Hey, have you seen Dr. Unos?"
Nervously arriving, Naen came to the A-zone cliff edge area, glanced around but didn’t see Unos, who had called him here, causing a bit of confusion. He asked Wang Ya and Li Wenkang across the rift.
Besides the Longevity Club members, the excavation site had teams sent from the Forest Wolf, European powers, Rakshasa Country, and other forces with penalty squads.
Seeing people from Xia Country here didn’t surprise Naen, so he naturally spoke up.
People who could come here should all know the famous Dr. Unos.
"Hey!"
Before anyone across the rift could respond, a child’s voice suddenly came from the small grove behind Naen.
Naen was stunned, and the bodyguards around him simultaneously turned around to look back.
But in the moment they turned around, Master Fuli flashed into the crowd, swung his baton in mid-air, and heavily struck Naen’s neck. His fox tail swept across another bulky bodyguard’s face.
"Bam——"
Naen, taking a direct hit from Master Fuli’s baton, spun and flew back over ten meters, crashing to the ground. Another bodyguard who was swept across the face transformed into a fallen crocodile.
Three people, including Naen and the bodyguards, had barely any chance to react when faced with Master Fuli, leaving only one person standing.
The only standing bodyguard had cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
His red tie was gripped by Master Fuli’s paw, pulling him down into a prone position on the ground.
"Buddy, time to clock out and embrace Lord Zhou Gong!"
Master Fuli lifted his foot, directing it at the face, kicking both bodyguards to the ground, making them roll down the hill.
"Now..."
"Let me see what’s up with you." The upright Master Fuli walked toward Naen, holding a big stick in his right hand, coldly smirking while tapping it on his left.
"Woo woo...."
Deliberately holding back, Master Fuli only caused a brief brain hypoxia for Naen, who quickly regained consciousness. But the swelling in his throat prevented him from speaking.
Naen sat down, continually retreating and waving his hands in terror at Master Fuli.
What happened? Why are you hitting me?
I don’t know what I did wrong, but I swear I’ll sincerely apologize.
"Hakinei, you fool....."
"Weren’t you always looking for me? Now that I appear before you, you’re unhappy? The spirit of pigs loving dragons is unacceptable!"
Master Fuli sneered, not fooled by Naen’s pleas. Previously, Miyel had looked even worse than Naen, then she sprayed me with active fungal brain buds and even electro-permed my fur.
These foreigners are sly, playing with gadgets. Who knows what they have hidden on them.
Holding a metal stick, Master Fuli swung it at Naen a dozen times in a second.
"Waaaa——"
Naen’s face twisted, mucus splattering as his neat suit blew apart in pieces. His whole body muscles waved in meat ripples under the stick’s blows, and the hefty chest muscles that should have been entangled were swollen up instead.
Naen shrieked, curled up, continuously shouting for help but making no resistance.
Naen was now confused, his mind jumbled, not understanding what was happening, let alone thinking about countering Master Fuli’s fierce attack.
Not all Genetic Editors were as reactive as Miyel. In the Longevity Club, quite a few members were there just for longevity; spiritualization and Spirit Beast abilities were merely bonus benefits.
Naen was a genuine little young master, never had he fought personally. The fiercest fight he ever had was just elbowing each other with a fitness coach in the gym while wearing full gear for half an hour.
He had no idea what was happening now, only knowing a monster was swinging an iron rod and crazily beating him.
"Speak... speak, whatever you want to ask. My father’s lover lives on upper east Man Island, the key is at the camp, and my bank card password is my mother’s birthday..."
"I like big wavy blondes, occasionally visit France to taste Black Pearl girls for a change." Beaten into a daze, Naen blurted out secrets from the bottom of his heart like spilling beans, even revealing how much US dollars and euros he had in his bank account.
"Stop with that nonsense, I’m asking you what’s with Vimal, cut the diversion." Ansheng paid no mind to what Naen was saying and directly asked about the matter he was most concerned with.
"Vimal... Vimal is my godmother, she’s very voluptuous, but enhanced." Naen said in a daze.
"... Go to the SPA!"
Without expression, Master Fuli took a glance at Naen’s mother’s name [Zonina Vibrook Srike], then kicked him into the earthquake rift.
"Ba Mountain, get gloves from the medic and collect this brute for the electric chair. He’s a tough guy, couldn’t open up even with thirteen strikes per second."
Master Fuli knew Naen’s mother’s name.
Across the rift, Li Wenkang and the warriors in the woods also knew what Naen’s mother’s name was.
They all saw the legendary shrimp line.
......
After retrieving Naen, everyone began retreating back toward the Outer edge.
And upon returning to the camp.
Miyel was placed on the table inside a thermos flask. As the thermos was fully opened, she looked around in surprise at the jungle tank and a 5L Yibao plastic bottle beside her:
"You... you’re here too?"
"That’s a relief. If I were the only one caught and brought to Xia Country to be shot while you live in comfort, I’d feel truly wronged."
The jungle tank’s human-faced beetle: "......"
The golden eagle stuffed inside a plastic bottle: "....."
The golden eagle with all its feathers burned and the human-faced beetle with all limbs ripped off looked at the clump leaning on the edge of the thermos, obviously on tiptoes, gloating at them, revealing its flesh-reishi mushroom fungus form.
"You’re here too, that’s great. We worried you were playing with male models in the palace." The human-faced beetle simulated a male voice by vibrating its shattered elytra, mockingly imitating Miyel’s tone.
"......." Miyel’s face fell upon hearing that.
