Fox Has No Malicious Intent

With Master Fox and the King Cobra tailing him, Old Chen, the village leader, was feeling uneasy.

Master Fox used to run things up north, and for a big snake to be following Master Fox...

Old Chen felt... even if it looked dark, it might belong to the Willow Immortal of the Five Immortals.

"What am I doing in the city so late? Gao Feng Consulting Company has closed down; I might as well borrow a phone."

Ansheng mumbled, placing the black thing he was holding high onto Old Chen's courtyard and casually headed to the table, wanting to borrow Old Chen's phone.

"Hiss..."

The King Cobra landed and stretched its form, visibly relaxing its square face.

Coiled up the whole way, even if it didn't have to exert force to constrict the metal parts at the tip of its tail, maintaining its massive serpentine body required constant effort.

It was almost overwhelming for the King Cobra.

After landing, the King Cobra naturally went to the fish pond in Old Chen's yard to drink fish soup.

"Ding—"

As the King Cobra relaxed its form, a snake stretched across the courtyard from east to west, causing Old Chen's pupils to quake.

Then, after seeing the metal parts the King Cobra dropped on the ground, Old Chen's face turned white, and he stepped back a few steps, stumbling to the ground:

"Master... Master Fox, where... where did you get this short-stroke piston rod? This thing will get you a death sentence just by seeing light!"

This time, Old Chen's face was truly white as he looked in horror at the metal cylinder on the ground.

Old Chen had always known that Master Fox in their Changxi Town played big.

From guns down to transport ships.

But Old Chen never imagined that Master Fox could even get automatic rifle parts!

Short-stroke piston rod!

This is the most critical and important component in an automatic rifle. With it, a rifle can keep firing nonstop "rat-tat-tat."

Without this part, any rifle would require a manual reload after each shot.

The short-stroke piston rod allows the highest shooting accuracy.

To put it simply, anyone who finds this part and has some mechanical processing knowledge can quietly piece together a durable full-auto rifle.

Recognizing what it was, Old Chen turned pale because of his understanding.

This thing... isn't some old antique Mauser from World War II.

"You recognize it?"

Right as Ansheng picked up the phone, before opening a recognition app, seeing Old Chen's big reaction and his pale face as he stumbled to the ground, exclaimed in surprise.

Sadly, Old Chen couldn't understand the fox's murmurs.

Old Chen, with a pained expression, said, "Master Fox... although you're all national protected animals, you can't go against the criminal law! Automatic rifles are a no-go, and if you touch them, it won't be the public security bureau that comes, it'll be anti-terrorism..."

"Wherever you stole this from, hurry and return it!"

"This matter... will really blow up! I'll immediately add Yu Zhenghong's name to the village's tea competition list; let's all do something proper."

There are only two places in the entire Xia Dong Region that could have such things.

Old Chen didn't want to know how the resourceful Master Fox crossed a factory or camp and sneaked the stuff out of someone's storage.

He really just wanted a retirement pension, with no lofty ambitions.

Before Old Chen finished his words, Ansheng's mind updated a small wish on the wish list.

[Oh my Master Fox! I'm begging you to retract your divine powers and quickly return the most important component of the automatic rifle! Don't leave it in my house; if news leaks... my pension will be gone! —At the sight of the vent, Old Chen was trembling, as if seeing his pension running away.]

[Wish granted: Secure his pension.]

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After reading the wish list, Ansheng's eyes widened, staring incredulously at the metal parts on the ground.

"Whoa... whoa! Automatic rifle parts? Even at the shooting range, I wouldn't dare touch an automatic rifle!"

Upon learning the purpose of the metal parts, Ansheng, the entire fox, stood there, dumbfounded with a gaping expression.

"Blackie, stop eating Old Chen's fish, let's go!" The instant Ansheng snapped back, he no longer paid attention to Old Chen, who was beside him trying to massage his shoulders, compelling him to change to a legitimate business. He quickly called on Blackie to leave.

"Hiss..."

The King Cobra was startled, raised its tail, coiled the metal parts on the ground, and followed Ansheng.

Old Chen ran to the house door, glanced around, closed the courtyard gate, and swiftly went to bed.

Tonight's experiences... were far too thrilling for an old man like him.

Old Chen was afraid that for a while, he wouldn't dare to relax in his own courtyard, not even fearing air conditioning.

Even under the lens of the wildlife protection law, Master Fox's ways remained incredibly wild...

Old Chen was genuinely scared that one day while sitting in the courtyard, cooling off, he'd see Master Fox driving a tank across the road in front of his house, or carrying an RPG.

...

The little fox leaving Old Chen's made its way to the self-built house rented by Su Qiyuan and Bai Tao.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Ansheng politely tapped on their door.

Soon, Su Qiyuan came to the door, pushed it open, swallowed a bit, and feigned surprise, exclaiming, "Oh! It's the little fox!"

However.

Looking over, Su Qiyuan saw an Overlord Level Spirit Beast fox rolling its eyes widely.

That disdain and contempt were truly visible to the naked eye.

"Squeak!"

Ansheng, with a serious face, dragged Blackie over, took out the metal parts he found, and threw them in front of Su Qiyuan.

Su Qiyuan instinctively looked at it, seemingly recognizing what the fox had brought, and his eyes widened.

"Squeak!"

The little fox's face was solemn, patting the metal parts, and pointed towards the direction of Uphill Mountain.

Then.

The little fox pointed at Su Qiyuan, then raised its hand, and pointed to the six-meter-long King Cobra next to him.

Ansheng squeaked to Blackie, patted the metal parts in front, pointed at Su Qiyuan, then gestured towards Uphill Mountain's direction.

"Hiss..."

The King Cobra seemed puzzled but seemingly got the fox's meaning, as if it was saying to carry the person ahead along?

The King Cobra pondered, softly nodding.

"Squeak!"

Ansheng patted its behind and walked away without the slightest hesitation.

After the fox quickly returned home.

In front of the door, Su Qiyuan and the King Cobra looked at each other, the King Cobra motioned with its head for Su Qiyuan to follow.

"......."

Silently, Su Qiyuan picked up the guidepiece, then gestured upstairs to Bai Tao, and followed the large King Cobra out the door.

Multiple drones ascended from the rooftop, following high above Su Qiyuan.

Bai Tao made a call, and a group of colleagues, not from the Forest Ranger squad, headed towards Su Qiyuan.

But, as they walked.

The King Cobra guiding ahead somehow climbed onto Su Qiyuan and, hanging around him, used its head's arrow to direct him.

Such a heavy snake, a flashback to endurance training... Su Qiyuan grumbled internally.

...

"Xiaolan is back?"

Lying on the bed, Yu Xueqing, having just turned off her phone preparing for sleep, heard the murmurs outside and asked.

"Squeak, squeak..."

Returning with a dark expression, the little fox sat by the bed, murmuring continuously, seemingly talking about something.

Ah Qing! Next time you see that Blackie, don't be polite, use the new energy fishing rod, zap it dead!

Zap it into an eel, and later I'll get you some peppery snake slices from the kitchen.

That Blackie who deserves a slap from the fox! Bringing me into this mess!

"By the way! On the village leader's desk, I think I saw the start of this year's tea contest. Didn't our house lease the Uphill Mountain tea fields? Should we give it a try? After all, the tea from our fields is famous in its own right."

After cursing the Blackie who led him into trouble, Ansheng looked at Yu Xueqing and asked.

The tea contest in the Xia Dong Region is a big deal.

It starts from the village, then moves to county, city, and finally provincial levels for a showdown.

When a grand prize is determined, it's already November, and the winners participate in December's cross-strait jointly-held international tea contest.

Ansheng just saw that Old Chen's desk was registering all the participants from Changxi Town.

Hmm!?

Regarding the tea contest, Ansheng seemed to suddenly recall something.