Fox Has No Malicious Intent-Chapter 733 - 731: Vimal’s Drop Rate, Super High

"A couple of punches and your eyes clear right up....."

Master Fuli turned his gaze away from his arm guard and focused entirely on Vimal, meanwhile pulling his foot back from Vimal's grasp. He quietly watched Vimal, who was bowing in submission at light speed.

"I'm very pleased with your sensibility, but Master Fuli doesn't like hypocrites..."

"I'm very disappointed with your performance..." Master Fuli, in human form, crouched slightly and raised an arm covered in silvery armor, gently patting Vimal's white shoulder: "Master Fuli doesn't fall for seduction!"

Vimal's surrender was genuine, and Ansheng could clearly see this.

The Triangular Hammer's Blood and Flesh Will polluted Vimal's natural Healing Power so intensely that it almost exploded the alien genes and genetically edited relic inside her.

The surrender was real, but nothing emerged as a prompt on the wish list, also true.

As Ansheng knew, this woman Vimal ran to the food processing factory, committed the vile act of defecating and applying glue in the hamburger mixing tank, then delivered the food mixed with waste and secretions to the food bank for free distribution.

This woman was absolutely no saint, but after her defeat, nothing appeared on the wish list, indicating that she surrendered but was not content; she might secretly be cursing him in her heart.

Master Fuli didn't hesitate for a moment and heavily patted Vimal's shoulder with his gauntleted hand.

"......Ah!?"

Vimal's expression froze, feeling an icy cold emanating from the metal relic on her shoulder, liver and gall bladder almost burst as she bounced off the ground in fear, staring at her pale shoulder, goosebumps spreading rapidly.

Gradually, the goosebumps swelled up, akin to burns on the shoulder; milky-white flesh buds broke through the skin, greedily breathing in outside air.

"Ah——"

Vimal screamed in horror and pain, her cries echoing through the city under Peace Island's night.

The small flesh buds grew, entangled with each other, merging into a thick white tendril that fiercely wrapped around Vimal's neck, strangling her.

Pain twisted Vimal's bones and she couldn't stop her body from trying to kill her.

[The "Love God" lacking affection committed numerous atrocities to garner human attention and worship. Master Fuli learned the Love God secretly defecated in hamburger meat, released her bathwater into burger buns, and these tainted foods were distributed freely to the homeless....

Master Fuli remained silent for a long time, rowed from the Eastern Hemisphere to the Western Hemisphere overnight, replenishing the Love God's missing affection, urging her to let go of her inner obsessions....]

[Wish Power +20]

"Ah ah——"

Amid Master Fuli's contemplation, as Vimal's cries went unanswered and her body continued to mutate, she gritted her teeth and slammed her arms onto the stone floor.

"Crack crack——"

Sounds of bones breaking rang out, and Vimal's ribs snapped one by one.

A more-than-half-meter gash appeared on her back, a placenta filled with golden blood strands burst from Vimal's body, slamming heavily into a nearby residence, causing a dull thud.

"?"

Master Fuli froze, gazing at the golden placenta fallen by the wall, and questioned.

A small hand suddenly extended from the object that just flew out, quickly gripping the residence windowsill, deftly flipped inside and hid behind the wall.

"Stop already, I'm truly dead....."

A head slowly emerged from the windowsill, her pale golden hair damp, timidly looking at Master Fuli, she spoke in a crisp voice:

"I want to report my criminal accomplice..."

"Stepdad! Go ahead and harm them! I swear on my biological father's soul in heaven, I'll do everything to report the criminals' deeds, let me become a witness and testify to their crimes...."

With wet golden hair and a pair of decorative wings on her back, the Little Angel held her hand high, addressing Master Fuli with her vow.

"Step.....step what?"

Master Fuli was taken aback, for a moment suspecting his hearing might be off.

"Stepdad?"

Little Angel looked frightened, nervously swallowed, and cautiously repeated the prior address.

"I have no such rebellious daughter; address me as Master Fuli or King of the Pole."

Master Fuli waved his hand, temporarily unwilling to dwell on the matter of address, silently noting an issue in his heart that once this is dealt with, Vimal's teacher who taught her Xia Country's language should be recommended.

"Surrender must entail sincerity; drive away the villagers crowding over, and explain where your confidence comes from for a private meeting with me."

Earlier, amid escape, Vimal released gas inside the city.

Villagers, smelling the gas, became fanatical, converging madly toward Vimal, spontaneously forming a human wall to use flesh and blood to block Master Fuli's steps.

Master Fuli smashed the ground, unleashing a storm that swept through the street, blowing villagers to their knees or directly onto wooden roofs.

The unlucky ones once again began converging here.

Knowing these villagers were abducted by landlords for make-believe play, and daily necessities were supplied by Vimal Corp, Master Fuli felt somewhat hesitant to harm these dense heads.

"I can't control it; I'm dead..." The Little Angel gradually extended her head out, lying on the windowsill and pointing at her original body, honestly admitting: "I've lost the primal instinct to pheromone control."

"Before the bosom grows anew, I..."

Little Angel-like Vimal had already entered the strongest second phase shape, several dominant genes transformed into recessive genes, freeing up "skill slots."

But Master Fuli's brutal hands, Vimal truly felt from the heart, dared not resist anymore.

Fox.....

Wouldn't be merciful due to beauty, or breasts and hips.

Only.

While Little Angel explained her temporary lack of ability to Master Fuli, she suddenly noted a particularly bizarre scene.

Her original graceful body had, under the corruption of those milky-white tendrils, turned to mush, countless tendrils curled and crushed the body.

The graceful body ultimately transformed into a steel bead the size of a pen tip.

Under Little Angel's wide-eyed gaze, the steel bead jumped eagerly toward Master Fuli, cheerfully integrating into the arm guard he wore.

Steel bead, arm guard, relic... Little Angel's expression drastically changed as she gasped.

A steel body refined may weigh only fractions of a milligram.

For a set of arm guard like Master Fuli's, shouldn't it take slaughtering tens or even hundreds of thousands to forge?

Little Angel had never seen such wickedly blood-soaked cruel relics... But she thought of Lin Qi, the old ghost behind Master Fuli, and resigned herself.

Following Lin Qi, it's not just tens of thousands, occasionally wiping out cities and attributing to war chaos is normal.

"What use are you to me if you can't even manage such a trivial matter!"

Upon hearing Little Angel lost pheromone control, Master Fuli's face darkened, lifted a hand to grab her back wings, like a chick he yanked her out, running toward the city center.

"Miyel! Where's your water gone? Vimal's parade has been dragged out by me!"