Fox Has No Malicious Intent-Chapter 565 - 563: Bonfire—Glory of the Fox [Part 3]
"Send them all to the hospital, give them a thorough check-up, then off to Xia Dong, I’ll cover the meals!"
Seeing the Eunuchs flapping their wings, huddled together, silent at the front of the carriage, Master Fuli scratched his head and turned around to speak to Wang Qiqi.
"Okay." Wang Qiqi nodded lightly, without making any comment about the eunuchs.
Because...
The existence of most eunuchs can be summed up by a phrase popular online in Xia Country: a dancer’s mother, a gambler or missing father, a broken home, a castrated him.
Before the age of eighteen, they are eunuchs; after eighteen, they carry the word "butt" with them in their profession for life. In short, if they’re not in nightclubs, they appear on websites.
It’s like the rope breaks at the thinnest part, and misfortune favors the unfortunate as a prime example.
Sometimes, Wang Qiqi can understand why Principal Li hates foreigners so much.
But she feels Li Xiao is a bit extreme; overseas, there are these evil incarnations like capitalist landlords, but also unfortunate people like the eunuchs, and we shouldn’t condemn them all with one stroke, we should unite all who refuse to yield, and tear the landlord’s butt apart.
"Alright, we’ll head back first. If any evil spirit beasts show up, especially big ones like landlords, or something that challenges the heavens, remember to notify me."
"I especially like those rogues doing no decent work." Master Fuli said goodbye to Wang Ya and Wang Qiqi with a sly smile.
But just as he stepped out, Master Fuli seemed to suddenly remember something, immediately turned back, and with a mischievous face, asked Wang Qiqi:
"About that.... has the mass production of spider robots started? As a fox from Xia Country, I feel deeply honored to see my country equipped with such sci-fi weaponry!"
"Spider robots, huh?" Wang Qiqi instinctively said: "Principal Li’s city composite defense system is currently in the verification phase, but concerning the spider robots, as they meet the requirements for urban warfare, they’ve passed..."
Wang Qiqi began speaking, but hadn’t finished when she suddenly stopped, three dark lines appearing on her cheeks, as she met the gaze of Master Fuli, perched atop the head of a big orange cat.
The little fox’s eyes were jet black and bright, as if holding some shining expectation.
"Master Fuli, a fox cannot, should not, be like this." Wang Qiqi’s mouth twitched, remembering Master Fuli’s trait of [Hatred of Injustice], along with a small [Fuli Treasure Hoarding] trait.
According to rough estimates.
Master Fuli already made away with approximately one hundred twenty-seven lighters, twenty packs of cigarettes, and twenty to thirty pens and various weapons from the logistics support group....
Taking lighters and cigarettes and hiding them, Wang Qiqi can actually understand, after all... Lucky Fuli! He couldn’t bear people harming their bodies.
But taking pens, Wang Qiqi can’t understand; Master Fuli doesn’t usually write!
"What do you mean by can or cannot, I’m merely curious about the Security Bureau’s level of equipment." Master Fuli waved his hand with a smile and said: "It’s alright if you can’t say, I know the confidentiality rules by heart."
"I’m off, let me know if anything comes up, alright?" Master Fuli patted the Medicine Spring Mountain Lord and headed toward the helicopter.
Wang Qiqi and Wang Ya stood at the camp, watching Master Fuli leave.
"Master Fuli shouldn’t be able to, right?" Wang Qiqi started to doubt inwardly.
Master Fuli came empty-handed.
On leaving, he only got a bottle of iced cola, still seemingly empty-handed, unlikely to be hiding anything.
Yet somehow, Wang Qiqi felt that Master Fuli’s earlier questioning might be laying the groundwork or giving a heads-up in advance.
"Yikes..." Wang Qiqi shivered, and in her mind envisioned the scene where Master Fuli sneaks in at night, masked, and runs off with a steel machine.
"I hope not, Master Fuli isn’t the type to take advantage, he’s just a playful nature...."
"But what exactly does his earlier question mean?" Wang Qiqi looked at Wang Ya by her side.
Wang Ya shook her head without replying, but firmly believed.
Master Fuli’s actions came with the most beautiful intentions!
......
The helicopter returned to the Spring Mountain Grassland once again.
"Bah!"
Medicine Spring Mountain Lord stepped out from the helicopter, opened his mouth widely, and spat out an object.
Medicine Spring Mountain Lord licked his mouth, smacked his lips, and curiously looked at the book wrapped in plastic wrap:
"Master... what is this thing, holding it in my mouth made my mouth sour."
"Spider Robot Maintenance Book!"
Master Fuli was full of joy as he picked up the book wrapped in plastic wrap from the ground, held it up high, and said:
"Disciple! Don’t say I didn’t teach you; we’re in an era of information, with countless pieces of information colliding and merging every day, spawning something new."
"For us spirit beasts to settle in the city, the first step is to find a reliable foster home."
"With basic food and drink, we can then study. And the book I just picked up, is a guide and maintenance manual for something new!"
"Oh wow!" Medicine Spring Mountain Lord was full of amazement, greatly agreeing with the fox master’s reasoning.
The fox and tiger duo crouched on the grassland, earnestly studying the spider robot maintenance manual.
Although the manual included images and text, the inner mechanical connection structure was still somewhat profound; after an hour, Master Fuli only read about one-fifth of it.
And time gradually moved toward four o’clock.
Master Fuli could only temporarily give up studying the manual’s explanation and quickly return with the big orange cat.
Returning inside the scenic area.
A wooden bonfire platform had already been set up on the hardened paths and square.
Upon seeing the bonfire platform, Ansheng’s cheeks showed a slightly strange expression.
"Bonfire party!"
"So..... I had to say something catchy like ’bonfire fox sing’ for the friends in the livestream room, have some melodious release."
"Ah Qing probably won’t end up jailed, right?" Ansheng quietly teased himself.
Returning to the Mongolian Tent hourly room, Ansheng knocked at the door with the big orange cat, holding a glass of water, Lingren opened the dormitory door and let the two little ones who had been playing wildly in the grassland all afternoon enter.
"Little fox, come here....." Lying on the bed with a cellphone in the left hand, crossing her legs, the right hand awkwardly kneading a stress ball, Momo brightened up when she saw Xiaolan return from outside and said:
"Ticks are rampant on the grassland now, let Aunt Momo check you out, okay?"
"......."
Already jumped onto the desk, rummaging through Ah Qing’s backpack for his flask, Ansheng showed a face full of speechless expression upon hearing Momo speak, looking at her, the fox’s jaws murmuring in soft grumbling sounds.
"Momo, round, the shape of a devil!"
"I’m not falling for your trick, leave the thought to have me nap on your belly alone, like before!"
Whether it’s Momo’s habit or a commonality among females.
Momo, whether in the dormitory or at home, when playing on her phone or focusing on something, instinctively reaches for her stress ball.
But when outside, Momo doesn’t perform such odd actions; instead, she seeks alternatives such as the fluffy triangular ears of a fox, or the soft flesh on the fox’s butt.
Ansheng wouldn’t fall for her schemes.
"Your gaze... is full of distrust!" Momo said incredulously.
"Ah Qing, can you come translate for me?"
"Huh?" Ah Qing, hugging a fluffy pillow, resting with a blissful expression, was stunned and said:
"Xiaolan seems to be saying... she’s afraid you’ll pinch his bell, so he doesn’t want to pay attention to you now."
Momo: "........"
