The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 289 The Fox King
"Come on, bro! That place isn't fun; it's full of humans oppressing us foxes!"

Emerging from next door, a man claiming to be an Arctic fox, but with an unusually scruffy gray-black appearance, nodded to An Sheng, indicating that he should come with him to the foxes' foot massage parlor for some fun.

"Dude, you look really slovenly!"

Looking at the black, hairless fox, An Sheng's lips twitched slightly, and he muttered a complaint.

The Arctic fox that struck up a conversation with me wasn't just about whether it was good-looking or not; it was genuinely slovenly.

Ninety-nine percent of its skin is hairless, but the base of its neck is particularly stubborn and has some stray hairs.

"Hey! It's shedding season, and there are patches of hair missing here and there. I might as well have someone shave it all off so that the hair doesn't fall into my food bowl."

The Arctic fox, its black skin now visible, turned to look at An Sheng and whimpered, "Come here quickly!"

"Fine!"

An Sheng leaped up, jumping from the counter in front of the bathhouse to the ground, and headed towards the [Fox Club].

"Hey! You can't go that way! Bro, please don't do anything reckless!"

The receptionist at the bathhouse was horrified to see the little fox running around with the customers' belongings. She quickly crawled out from behind the counter to catch it.

Pet boarding service.

The worst thing isn't pet A riding on pet B, or pet B being ridden and then turning around to ride on pet A, but rather the fear of the pet running away.

Whether you ride it or not, the pet is in a cage, and if a pet escapes from the pet storage facility, the facility has to pay compensation.

"Brother! Brother Fox, please have mercy and come back to your cage with me! I'll treat you to some cat treats."

The receptionist at the bathhouse acted quickly, but she still couldn't catch the little fox. She could only watch helplessly as the fox that the customer had left ran off with the wild fox next door.

She arrived in front of the Fox Club and looked at the dozens of adult red foxes queuing up inside.

The red foxes queuing in the front hall seemed to notice the uninvited guests outside the door and immediately turned around to look.

"Um... sorry to bother you."

Surrounded by the scorn of foxes, the receptionist at the bathhouse swallowed hard and silently retreated.

An Sheng was affectionately called "Little Fox" by A Qing because An Sheng was barely a teenager in the fox group.

Whether it's an adult Arctic fox or a red fox, the body length is around 50 to 90 centimeters. If you add the 60-centimeter length of the tail, the body length is easily 1.5 meters.

Dozens of plump and strong red foxes were squatting in line in the front hall of the Fox Club. They would be afraid to come even if a lighter beast came, let alone the front desk of the bathhouse.

"..." The receptionist at the bathhouse sat in front of the club's main entrance, staring at the only entrance with a look of dissatisfaction.

………………

"Brother, don't be shy, have some dry meat."

Unlike the receptionist who couldn't get in, An Sheng, led by an Arctic fox, entered the clubhouse through a side door. A long line of red foxes was waiting in front of the door for claw-sharpening services.

Foxes living in the city walk on smooth ceramic or marble floors, or soft grass, so there aren't many things for them to sharpen their claws on.

The Arctic Fox led An Sheng through a side door that led to the ear-cleaning room.

Stepping out of the corridor, you see a bright hallway with plenty of meat snacks placed along the walls.

The Arctic fox took a piece of shrew jerky from a basin in the wooden cabinet and handed it to An Sheng.

“Shrew.” An Sheng’s expression froze as he looked at the Arctic fox who had led the way, upon seeing the shrew lying peacefully dead.

"I think they're called shrews? I don't know much about these things. These rats used to be everywhere, but lately they seem to be getting fewer and fewer. If you want to eat a couple of fresh ones, you have to wait and wait." The Arctic fox said.

The "recent period" that Arctic Fox was referring to was probably before the transformation of the forest fox farm into a research institute.

Fur foxes live in cages, so they naturally can't catch shrews in the ground to eat.

However, since the breeding farm was converted into a research institute, more than 400,000 fur foxes were either discarded for being sick, or the healthy ones were sold or given away to adopters, or released directly into the red fox's habitat through the Dafei channel.

The foxes that can stay in the Fox Kingdom are the smartest and most obedient among the 400,000 foxes.

"The shrew biological monitoring system used by the lumberjacks in Chang'an has completely broken down!"

Listening to the Arctic fox's complaints, An Sheng's first thought wasn't whether the shrew tasted good or not, but that the lumberjacks were taking a break.

Shrews, also known as pointed-nosed mice, have poor eyesight but possess echolocation abilities.

In addition, they are highly adaptable and do not need to hibernate, so they have a large distribution in the northeast, southwest, and northwest regions. The lumberjacks of Chang'an City established a 'spirit beast biological monitoring and protection network' based on shrews and supplemented by other small animals.

No spirit beast in Chang'an City can escape the biological surveillance of the lumberjacks and the surveillance cameras.

This is a modern-day version of a massive, inescapable net.

However, rats are part of the fox's diet. Apart from the particularly strong bamboo rats, other rats are one of the foxes' main sources of protein.

When shrews encounter foxes, they are immediately rendered helpless.

Forget about monitoring the Fox Kingdom; if a shrew were even two steps slower, the foxes would wipe out its entire family.

The Fox Kingdom is surrounded by a forbidden zone that would deter the shrews from entering.

"Brother, listen to my advice."

"People are all bad, sob sob sob," the Arctic fox, lying on its back on the table mat, was about to tell its pet fox about its urban life experiences when the pretty technician next to it picked up a new quill brush and gently fiddled with the inside of the Arctic fox's ears.

The Arctic fox comfortably tucked its legs in, unable to fully open its eyes, looking somewhat dazed.

Meanwhile, An Sheng, lying on another table, received the same treatment. Four female technicians surrounded the two foxes, skillfully attacking their sensitive areas until An Sheng was numb.

He even felt a bit of an urge to urinate, and all the muscles in his body relaxed, almost to the point that he couldn't hold it in.

"What is it?" An Sheng, who was being teased and was now in a daze, turned her head and looked at the Arctic Fox to ask.

"Everyone's bad!" the Arctic fox, barely managing to muster his spirits, exclaimed, overjoyed.
“Brother, don’t be fooled by your current good mood. If we get sick, all those people who were so kind to us before will abandon us foxes in the forest to fend for ourselves without hesitation.”

"They even drove deep into the mountains to prevent us from finding it and taking it home before throwing it away."

“The person is very bad. We’ve seen this kind of situation far too many times. Believe me, your master doesn’t even take you with him when he goes out to have fun.”

"When your master comes back in a little while, you bite her thigh and join us!"

"Under the leadership of the Fox King, we foxes live a life of plenty. Every day when we wake up, all we have to think about is what to eat, which little fox to ride, and what kind of pleasurable services to enjoy."

"We have food, water, a veterinarian, and technicians at the club. These are all gifts from the Fox King to us foxes, and we thank the Fox King."

"The Fox King."

“Yes! The Fox King is the most powerful; he is omnipotent and can even summon wind and rain,” the Arctic fox said.

(End of this chapter)