Fox Has No Malicious Intent-Chapter 561 - 559: Warm, Hospitable, and Genuine

"Li Xiao, you’re joking. I’m just a rural woman, what academic ability do I have to write papers?"

Faced with Li Wenkang’s exaggerated praise, Wu Qingqing, who was training three Spirit Beasts, glanced over with a warm smile and responded, dismissing those bizarre titles that had nothing to do with her.

She was born in 1969, barely made it through primary school, recognized some words and math, and was completely unrelated to professors.

Although she continued her studies later, it was merely in veterinary science.

In stark contrast to Wu Qingqing’s warm smile was the human-face beetle, lying on the ground, covering its already scorched posterior, groaning in pain.

Miyel, transformed into a meat ganoderma, and the plucked golden eagle trembled like they were facing death.

"So, what exactly are they doing?" Ansheng looked towards the camp entrance with some confusion, seemingly interrogating, but not quite, Wu Qingqing and the others.

Previously, when asked Li Wenkang, he didn’t answer straightforwardly, instead, he mentioned a bizarre thesis on the "God’s Whip".

"Training dogs."

Li Wenkang smiled faintly, "Understand the core of their religious thought, ’God’s chosen people will not be defeated’. We can use their logic to imprint a mental stamp in their minds and bloodlines."

"By becoming God’s messengers, we impart their ’core values’. Although we can’t make them virtuous, it’s enough to have them remember something for eternity."

"We’re concealing our strength, not due to weakness, but because we understand that our funding sources come from the hardworking output of the people, every penny contains sweat and emotions, and we should apply our wealth to make society better."

"If the blood, sweat, and emotions on tax money cannot be transformed into nourishment to irrigate gardens, then it can only become steel and blood poured onto enemies."

"After all... energy is conserved," Li Wenkang spoke cheerfully, glancing at the three miserable Spirit Beasts, "In the future, if anything from the Outer affects us, even dust splashes on us, we’ll hold them accountable!"

"Not providing thirty thousand jobs is an affront to the time we take to torment them!"

"You will come to Northern to build factories, right?"

Li Wenkang’s question took such a sharp turn that the three Spirit Beasts couldn’t react.

But Wu Qingqing’s punishment arrived as expected, the blazing cigarette lighter was already pressed onto them.

The three vile beasts screamed while covering their posteriors.

"Seeing Professor Wu’s dog-training method suddenly reminds me of a ’Friend of Canine Creatures’, the renowned Mr. Pavlov," the little fox spoke up with a name, mocking the scene before him:

"By the end of this treatment, if I ring a bell, won’t the three of them start drooling?"

"If they do, it would be too fitting... Pavlov was a scientist from the Rakshasa Country, and the three vile beasts before us were born in the Rakshasa Country too."

Using experiments by a Rakshasa Country scientist to entertain Europe-born Rakshasa People.

The Security Bureau is too kind to them, isn’t it?

Right off the bat, they offer them hometown dishes.

"They probably won’t drool at the bell, but when they see a cigarette butt, or remember anything red, their posteriors should tighten."

"Which would remind them of Professor Wu’s lessons."

Li Wenkang pondered and gave a relatively affirmative response, after all, he couldn’t be sure if those previously trained by Professor Wu’s vile beasts had any recovery risks.

"However..."

"We should not disturb their class now, for them, this is a rare time for breaks, and combining work with rest will help them better face the language test."

Ninety-nine percent of foreigners do not understand classical Chinese.

But precisely because they don’t understand it, they need to be tested, which makes them continuously recall, consolidate knowledge, and thereby form ingrained conditioned responses.

Master Fuli rode on Medicine Spring Mountain Lord, following Li Wenkang into the camp.

Medicine Spring Mountain Lord looked around curiously at all the new things within the camp.

Soldiers with well-proportioned physiques were jogging, constantly maintaining their peak physical condition.

There were also some people carrying yellow jugs, surrounding peculiar steel spiders, applying oil.

And extra-large bottles and jars were also things Medicine Spring Mountain Lord had never seen before.

Everything in the camp was filled with novelty, and Medicine Spring Mountain Lord became increasingly eager for a scholarly life.

"Hmm? Aren’t we supposed to look for Nei En? Why are we heading towards the archive room now?"

Seeing Li Wenkang turn left, heading directly to the archive room where Wang Ya was, Ansheng asked with some confusion.

"Nei En? He just fell asleep; he shouldn’t have the strength to get up and meet us. The confession is on the table; we’ll go get it shortly."

"He has become confident and cheerful, no longer the shrimp-line guy who only worried about his mommy in the past," Li Wenkang said offhandedly.

"Did you look after him?" Ansheng asked curiously.

"No, once he sat on the regret chair, he couldn’t hold it and let it out everywhere. He cried and carried a bucket, helping to clean the camp all night, then went back to sleep."

"Well... we recorded it with a drone, and before sleeping, he wrapped himself in medical diapers, afraid of dirtying the bed," Li Wenkang shrugged, indicating he had never seen such a cooperative prisoner.

"However, he made a request not to burn his shrimp line with the cigarette lighter."

With a silent gaze, Ansheng instinctively looked towards Professor Wu’s position.

But due to the tent’s obstruction, Ansheng did not see Professor Wu maintaining the order of the break exercise but could vaguely hear joyful "yay" sounds.

Inside the office cluttered with cardboard boxes, Wang Ya, leading a team deciphering ancient texts, sat at the table rubbing her fatigued eyes; it was evident without saying, she was exuding exhaustion.

The knowledge bestowed upon her by the Dragon People existed in her mind like a library.

Wang Ya needs to search, correspond, and translate, so that the texts at the site are arranged into modern language.

In the entire process, it is extremely mentally taxing, unable to recall at will or fully memorize.

"Professor Wang, I’ve brought you coffee," Li Wenkang knocked on the office door, smiling as he called out to the desk-working Wang Ya.

"Thank you, but no..."

Wang Ya returned to her senses, showing a forced smile, intending to politely decline the caffeine-laden beverage.

Although she was human-shaped, deep down she always considered herself a mother fox.

How could a canine creature drink caffeine beverages?

But.

Wang Ya hadn’t finished speaking when she saw the humanoid tiger standing at the door.

A Master Fuli perched on the tiger’s shoulder.

"Hiss—"

Before Wang Ya could finish her refusal, she felt an explosion in her mind as if her skull had been pried open and peppermint extract poured directly into her brain, a rush of coolness swept through her body via her spine, instantly overwhelming her fatigue.

"Master Fuli!"

"Tiger Beastman!"

With excitement, Wang Ya soared from the desk, and while she tried to contain herself, occasional fanaticism showed in her eyes.

"Hi! I’m Wang Ya..."

Wang Ya shook the Medicine Spring Mountain Lord’s tiger paw, tightly feeling the soft pads of the furry Tiger Beastman.

"And Master Fuli..." Wang Ya elegantly took Master Fuli’s little hand, shaking it with a face full of happiness. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Eh? Where did Little Flower go?" Master Fuli unobtrusively withdrew his little hand, starting to change the subject.