The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 410 The Guide's Feigned Pain!

"Master Fuli is right!"

"However, would you like to take a look at the blueprints for the Warhammer customization first? I need to report to my superiors later and finalize the design as soon as possible."

Listening to Master Fuli talk about "speech," the Monkey King's face showed a hint of helplessness, as well as a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

For spirit beasts classified as "human society specialized type", the existence of Lord Fuli can be said to combine the convenience of human society specialized type with the primal power of spirit beasts with normal physique, and can destroy the world with a single blow.

Although Master Fuli did not go for a physical examination.

However, according to Principal Li, the power of Master Fuli is enough to be called "territorial level", which means that he can break free from the limitations of region and territory, fly across the whole country, and parachute down from the plane to kill the beasts.

Of course, the biological classification of spirit beasts in the study of spirit particles is not just based on their power, but also requires more detailed identification and genetic testing to make a conclusion.

However, the Security Bureau greatly admires spirit beasts like Lord Fuli, who are full of love, kindness, and hope. So, after being persuaded by Li Wenkang, they decided to customize a warhammer for Lord Fuli to reward his outstanding performance.

The documents in the backpack included contracts for ordering luxury homes and cars.

But if we really want to judge it by value...

The warhammer blueprints delivered by the Security Bureau are actually the most valuable of all the items. They are also one of the most cutting-edge research achievements in spirit particle materials science currently being made by the Imperial Research Institute of the School of Mechanical Engineering and Materials.

Master Fuli's contribution is worthy of several top experts, including Principal Li, spending time in the research lab hand-crafting imitation spirit particle metal.

"If it's a new hammer, you should have found fragments of my old hammer when you were cleaning up the battlefield, right?"

"I, Master Fuli, am sentimental. You should cast it according to the original size and weight of the shock absorber!" An Sheng thought for a moment and then continued:
"Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days away. Do you have any plans to go to the sinkhole to deal with that spirit beast?"

In the battle against Bianchi, both of Fukuli's hammers were damaged due to exceeding their limits. Although the hammers are merely a power carrier, Fukuli's power remained at the level of a five-tailed fox regardless of their presence.

But the purpose of weapons is to enable users to quickly beat up enemies.

The hammer broke, and Master Fuli, with his short arms and legs, had no desire to get close to the spirit beast.

But just now, there was a delivery slip in my backpack. The truck that brought the new energy warhammer was there.

There are two new energy war hammers in total. If one breaks, the materials company will complete the fuel assembly and then deliver it to Chang'an City.

The hammer has arrived.

Master Fuli hopes to accumulate some wish points before the Mid-Autumn Festival to evolve into a six-tailed fox.

"The Bashan sinkhole?" Upon hearing this, the Monkey King lowered his voice slightly and said, "Originally, there was going to be an operation, but the terrain inside the sinkhole is complex. Li Xiao said that the thing is somewhat evil and we need to bring in new weapons from the capital to capture it in a targeted manner. Safety is the top priority."

That sinkhole features both primeval forest landforms and karst caves and underground rivers.

Although that thing wasn't the original, judging from its attitude towards drones, it must have considerable intelligence.

Li Wenkang had no doubt about Master Fuli's power.

However, we shouldn't overestimate its morality; if we can't defeat it, we'll surely be able to escape by relying on our familiarity with the terrain.

"Do you have any spirit beasts over there that are cruel, violent, and unruly, and whose walking is like a cramp? Introduce me to two of them, and I'll go and make friends with them."

An Sheng pondered for a moment, then asked the Monkey King a question.

"Yes, but they're held in a rather special place. If Lord Fuli is willing to befriend them, we can drag them out," the Monkey King blurted out without hesitation, his face beaming with confidence.

"The reason we can't see any spirit beasts in Chang'an is because we've always been here."

"Wait a minute."

An Sheng was listening to the Monkey King speak, but his little fox ears twitched slightly, as if he vaguely heard something. He frowned and told the Monkey King to stop speaking for the time being and listen carefully.

"Where's the food?!"

"Didn't they say meals would be provided?"

"Your ass stinks! Get lost!" "He crawls, you think you don't have to?"

A faint yet irritating sound traveled from the distant valley to Master Fuli's ears.

"Holy crap! There's a cow!" A girl's shrill scream suddenly echoed through the valley: "Quick! Get up the tree!"

"Ah Qing! Where are you! Help! Lingren, hurry and help your classmate tie the rope!"

Upstream in the valley, a strange, hairless, white bull trod across the stream. Its muscles were strong, well-developed, and bulging, as if it had been injected with medicine.

What is most striking is the pair of bull horns on its head, arranged like an official's hat on both sides, and a large, straight horn like a rhinoceros growing in the center of its forehead.

The large white bull, weighing well over two tons, emitted a series of frantic breaths.

It saw a girl standing in the stream, her trousers rolled up, hammering steel rods. The white bull hissed and extended its thick, pink tongue, licking the girl's neck and cheeks. It lowered its head, sniffed her all over, and immediately frowned. With a flick of its nose and horns, it knocked her to the ground.

The female student, feeling as if she had been granted a pardon, quickly scrambled away.

When you encounter wild animals, don't panic; observe their behavior carefully.

Making large movements at close range may trigger a stress response in wild animals or arouse their ferocity.

If you're far away, then you'd better run away quickly.

"Pah! It doesn't taste salt at all, and it reeks of fish and mutton. Where's the food? You promised to provide meals!"

After hearing the girl's warning, the students in the valley all climbed up the ropes and hung on the rock face, looking at the big white bull with trembling faces.

The white ox raised its head, let out a "moo," and questioned the person hanging on the wall in front of it.

It overheard its friends in the forest saying that there was a group of humans doing charity work, feeding the forest folk.

It has traveled over a hundred miles to get here, and now it doesn't even have a bite of salt, let alone a meal.

The white bull feels cheated and is now very angry.

"Climb quickly."

Upon seeing the creature that resembled a spirit beast, the agricultural class counselor steeled himself, approached the stream, helped up the girl who had just been knocked over by the white bull, and retreated.

"Advisor."

The girl, who was being helped to her feet, looked weakly at her counselor and said, "I might not make it. Could you play me a song called 'Young and Naïve'?"

"speak English."

"It hurts, it hurts, it's just a lie," the girl said weakly. "Before I die, I want to go home and see how my mother's second pregnancy went."

"Your mom gave birth three days before National Day last year. It was premature, and it's too late now. Find another reason to take leave." The counselor muttered as he slowly backed away with the girl on his back.

"Then I'll tell you my dad cheated on me, and I'll go back and catch him in the act," the girl said with absolute certainty.

"Your dad divorced your mom before New Year's Day the year before last." The counselor put the girl on the suspension cable on the rock face, and walked towards the valley without looking back, preparing to pull the other students ashore.

Three or four days before a holiday.

The students had all sorts of reasons for asking for leave, and some even started talking about philosophy, with the guide recounting how each generation has its own hardships, and how he himself was suffering.

In short, I forgot the beginning, misremembered the middle, and no matter what I say later, the ultimate goal of the Yan Kingdom map can be summarized as: guidance, hard work, and pretense, and the dormitory takes off.

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"A buffalo? Where's a big water buffalo?"

Aqing, who was picking sweet fruits for Xiao'an, poked her head out of the grass and ran towards the valley.

(End of this chapter)