Fox Has No Malicious Intent-Chapter 563 - 561: Challenge to a Fight

"You all chat first, I’m going to make a call." Already aware of the problem with the site, Li Wenkang didn’t linger in the archive room, and after saying this to everyone, he prepared to leave for a while.

The metal wall there belonged to a bulletin board, which had information about how gene collapse leads to [Cognitive Disorder].

A gene disease similar to [Cyber Psychosis] but far more deadly and bizarre, as it undermines the Life Blueprint, while the life form civilization development direction of the First Epoch was [Omnipotent Adaptation].

Countless Blue Star biological genes, alongside artificially optimized genes, underwent unpredictable mutations under the catalysis of Spiritual Particles.

With experience in excavating ruins of Dragon People and other sites, Li Wenkang has every reason to suspect that there might be survivors inside that mental institution’s site.

Just like the water bears currently on Blue Star, which can enter a dehydrated state, halting nearly all metabolism temporarily, and can survive for decades.

Even in the glaciers of Antarctica, a research team once found a water bear that had been in frozen dormancy for thirty years but revived immediately upon thawing.

Biotechnology from the First Epoch might sound magical coming from Wang Ya’s words.

But from Li Wenkang’s perspective, the most terrifying technology of the First Spiritual Particle Epoch wasn’t those almost miracle-like and bizarre biological gene technologies.

It was the application of Spiritual Particles, especially in utilizing its catalytic properties.

The First Epoch employed [Spiritual Particle Catalysis] to ensure continual [optimization], without end.

And currently, Blue Star’s technology has only just become aware of the existence of something called [Spiritual Particles].

If.

There really are survivors in that site.

The likelihood of it being "mental illness" is extremely high, and besides, Outer and Northern are adjacent.

And what Master Fuli worried about is reasonable, though the Longevity Club probably isn’t up to it.

Blue Star hasn’t even unlocked the prerequisite technology, let alone fully accepting the literature from the mental institution.

But Master Fuli’s points are valid, hence, making triple preparations in secret is inevitable.

"Did Old Li run so fast to rack up points?" Seeing Li Wenkang leaving in a hurry, Ansheng couldn’t help but look at Wang Ya and express his thoughts with a sigh:

"An archaeologist’s job is really tough! Before starting, one needs a solid foundation of knowledge, hey, damn it, only to suddenly realize upon starting that one also needs athletic-level physical fitness, proficiency in all modes of transport, otherwise, if something inside the ruin goes haywire, you’re out of luck."

The translation was that Ansheng finished reading.

Aside from the potential threat of the Longevity Club, what left the deepest impression on Ansheng was the hardship faced by archaeologists.

This job is really about receiving a salary akin to selling cabbage but bearing risks similar to selling flour.

Additionally, one has to constantly resist inner demons, suppressing ’impromptu’ thoughts through willpower.

Without a touch of idealism and genuine passion, one would probably bring a red bucket and run away on the first day of field archaeology.

"Actually, it’s quite all right." When her field of expertise was brought up, Wang Ya replied with a smile: "Although the work intensity before graduation is comparable to the civil engineering department, with accumulated experience, one can transfer to education, civil service, or commercial development of cultural heritage, and the tourism industry."

Ansheng tilted his eyes at Wang Ya, slightly pouting.

All those industries you’re talking about, which one doesn’t rely on passion or contain a hint of idealism.

"...Also right, these are crops that yield regardless of drought or flood, no need to worry about wind and rain affecting the harvest." Ansheng nodded, decisively choosing to change the subject: "By the way, have you seen Wang Qiqi? I need to take my tablet to make a call on Weixin."

"Engineer Wang? She seems to be sleeping..." Wang Ya thought for a moment and replied, despite realizing her brows displayed subtle signs of drooping with her changing emotions.

"Well... Can you show me the way? I’m not too familiar with the roads inside the camp." Ansheng told Wang Ya.

"Sure." Wang Ya nodded and led Master Fuli towards the camp’s rest area, arriving outside her tent and lifting the curtain to enter inside.

Inside, there was a table and two beds, and the Golden Leopard lying on the bed suddenly opened its eyes.

The Golden Leopard stared directly at the Medicine Spring Mountain Lord.

"Uh..."

The Medicine Spring Mountain Lord waved his hands continuously, pointing to Master Fuli on his shoulder, indicating to the Golden Leopard not to bother him.

"It’s okay, I’m just here to get the tablet." Master Fuli said to the Golden Leopard.

"Tablet?" The Golden Leopard yawned and used its over one-meter-long tail to nudge the slightly asleep Wang Qiqi inside her sleeping bag, saying: "Fuli’s looking for you."

"Hmm?"

Wang Qiqi, who had just fallen asleep after a night shift, woke from her dreams, looking at the people in the room and a strange upright tiger, showing a bewildered expression: "Master Fuli... What are you up to again?"

"New apprentice, already enrolled in Xinxing Agricultural Science College’s School of Animal Science."

"Quick, give me the tablet, it’s urgent." Ansheng hopped down from the Medicine Spring Mountain Lord’s shoulder, landing straight onto Wang Qiqi’s sleeping bag, pushing at her belly.

"Alright, alright..." Wang Qiqi sighed, handing her tablet to Master Fuli.

Fuli’s Weixin was logged in on Lin Bingyun’s phone for private use, as well as on Wang Qiqi’s tablet for public matters, ensuring a clear separation.

Unknowingly, Fuli’s Weixin had added quite a few Security Bureau field officers.

Private matters were handled with Lin Bingyun’s assistance.

Public matters were under Wang Qiqi’s management, ensuring rapid notification of any issue.

Master Fuli took the tablet and opened Weixin, directly making a video call to Unos.

"Hmm?" Picking up the call, Unos, although facially expressionless, had a tinge of doubt in his voice.

"Nothing much, just wanted to ask about your site excavation progress?"

"I’ll be heading home soon, but I’m curious about the findings at the site, would like an estimated time." Master Fuli inquired of Unos.

Unos was momentarily taken aback, glancing at the excavation site and saying: "According to the original plan, today, we will conduct a carbon dioxide detonation to break the mountain open, followed by heavy machinery working in three shifts to clear the site."

"The day after tomorrow, I and the team will go to open the door; if there are any lock mechanisms, it might be the day after that when we can open it."

"Alright, thank you, if there are any updates, you can notify me via Weixin."

Master Fuli nodded and hung up the phone.

However.

Inside the tent, apart from the bewildered Medicine Spring Mountain Lord, everyone else, including Wang Ya, gave an odd look to Master Fuli as he finished the video call.

"Just ask directly?" Wang Qiqi said blankly.

"Can’t I ask directly?" Master Fuli asked with a strange look: "I’m penniless, never gossip about state affairs or confidential stuff, they can’t elicit anything."

Wang Qiqi stared bewilderedly at Master Fuli.

"Aren’t you... concerned about Unos lying?"

"What’s there to worry about, it’s not like I wouldn’t buy a ticket and fly there to seek vengeance. If he deceives me, I’ll make all his heads into a drum set or string them into prayer beads, Amitabha." Master Fuli replied confidently.

I asked Mazu.

She said it’s okay to fly.

"However... regarding the site, I came here because of another issue."

"Where’s Ne En’s bed? I want to challenge him!"

"Tell him to bring more people, so that I can borrow a missile from Old Lin and send them flying to the heavens!"

Master Fuli stood upright, folded his arms, tilted his head up with a disdainful look.

Wang Qiqi: "........"

I get the feeling...

Master Fuli’s playtime is escalating, are rocket launchers and street racing not enough anymore?