The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 510 Narrow-mindedness Explained
"Rumble--"

The roar of heavy trucks echoed through the forest surrounding the Bashan sinkhole. One after another, vehicles covered in camouflage emerged from the woods and arrived in front of the temporary command center, where they assembled and began to calculate the actual operating costs.

Before the operation began, the total cost of all equipment and ammunition carried, including the Starbreaker optical satellite and space platform in the sky, reached tens of billions.

The price of a single rocket launcher, excluding the launch vehicle and including the cost of the unmanned launcher, is around 800,000 yuan per launch.

A total of 120 shots were fired during the entire arrest operation.

The number of Firefly drones reached 4.

Crab-shaped sideways robots, 48 ​​units.

Laser emission count: 53 times.

Starbreaker satellite fuel cost
The costs include the actual costs of each action, the cost of manpower, the installation fees for the city, and the periodic maintenance fees.
When Master Fuli and Wang Qiqi returned, they saw Li Wenkang holding a handwritten statistics sheet, grinning.

When the mosquito comes back, open your palm and ask him for two liters of spirit pills. He should be breathing on them by then.

The old man, Fuli, who was perched on Wang Qiqi's shoulder, looked at the handwritten statistics sheet in Old Li's hand with a slightly curious expression, and couldn't help but stare in astonishment.

"You probably own a bar in Sichuan or Chongqing, don't you?!"

"Since we've run into the Zero Overflow incident, give me one-tenth of the price, and I'll train Bashan Wen to be a perfect maid and butler for you."

An Sheng felt that she had seen the gold mine before, after all, she had been hanging out with Sister Lin for so long.

But seeing a single arrest operation costing over 100 million yuan still feels unsettling.

What the hell? The fuel cost for an optical satellite is 20 million.

Give me two million, and even if just two Bashan mosquitoes escape, I can tie their mouths together.

"Did we go over budget?"

Wang Qiqi glanced at it casually and asked Li Wenkang.

"The speed of the Bashan mosquitoes is too fast, with a top speed of 432 kilometers per hour. The number of fireflies deployed is more than double, 40 million more than needed."

Li Wenkang put down the report in his hand, sighed deeply, and said, "However, it is still within a reasonable range."

Compared to the Longevity Club's acquisition of a [Overlord] level spirit beast in China for 500 million dollars, the current price of around 200 million dollars is already considered economical for holding down an ordinary [Guardian] level spirit beast.

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In terms of actual economic efficiency, it did not meet Li Wenkang's expectations before the operation.

"Will they stop your project funding?" Seeing that Lao Li's expression was a bit unpleasant, An Sheng asked with a hint of curiosity, "Although your system is a bit expensive to use, I feel it works quite well in the city."

"At least, a little fox like me would still get weak in the knees at the sight of rockets raining down on the ground."

After Master Fuli offered his words of comfort, both Li Wenkang and Wang Qiqi fell into an eerie silence.

Li Wenkang's chest heaved noticeably, as if he was holding his breath and couldn't exhale.

"Instead of your legs going weak, I'm more confident that you'll use the fox's dynamic vision and keen hearing to throw nearby metal objects and intercept the rocket launcher before it hits the ground."

Li Wenkang looked at Master Fuli, gave a self-deprecating laugh, and said:
"There's no need to worry about my funding. Or rather, since the discovery of the Dragon Ruins, there has been a slight change in the future development of the Spirit Particle discipline."

"Previously, a large amount of funds was invested heavily in pixel-perfect replicas of the creations of the former Spirit Particle Civilization, such as..."

At this point, Li Wenkang picked up the metal box in his hand and shook it: "In a sense, it comes from what we call the Second Era, which is the fungal symbiotic civilization established by the [Dragon People] that we have seen."

"The First Age and the Second Age were once intricately connected. They had both ventured into space. However, because their connection was too strong, the Age of the Dragonkin suffered a devastating blow from the First Age."

"The path we've walked is nothing but a repetition of the same mistakes."

The Dragon People once said that their civilization had developed very advanced, and that everyone was a mythical creature, but they were castrated and completely sterilized due to gene pool pollution.

The underlying logic of their civilization is based on the flesh-and-blood civilization of the First Era.

On Earth, the First Era clearly stated that they had ventured beyond Earth to investigate the origins of the [Primal Gene].

However, they will most likely perish on the way, because the dragon people were contaminated by homologous translocation genes when they went to the stars, which triggered a chain reaction.

The current humans of Earth are the self-salvation and continuation of the Dragon People in the face of despair.

Although their civilization was destroyed, the dragon people still survived at the genetic level.

However, having lost their former methods, everything had to start from the primitive tribes of the past. "The road ahead is overgrown with thorns; people must forge their own path, a smooth and wide new road."

"One step at a time." Li Wenkang smiled as he concluded the operation to capture the Bashan mosquitoes.

"Then what about the past?" An Sheng asked, her face full of astonishment.

"It definitely needs to be studied, but it's enough to just get it working in theory and in the lab, for deterrence purposes. After all, Earth is different from the environment the Dragon People live in; they only have their own kind, while there are other races outside of our Xia Kingdom."

"Therefore, I have always been advocating for it."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Wang Qiqi saw Principal Li coming again and quickly reached out to grab Li Wenkang, saying, "Principal Li."

"Let's play it safe in public and avoid spreading any Xia-style philosophy."

Li Wenkang said it was nothing.

But the spirit beasts are all listening!

Let's not let the baby spirit beasts suddenly spread their arms and ask us for a monthly salary of two million.

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At night, the long convoy was evacuating in an orderly manner.

Security Bureau field staff clean up the battlefield.

The Star-Catcher provides covert protection throughout the entire process; if any satellite dares to approach, the robotic arm will pull out its giant scissors.

Back on the roof of the Geological and Mineral Group building, Li Wenkang had no intention of spreading philosophy. He immediately escorted the metal box in his arms to a hidden facility for the exchange.

Wang Qiqi led the mosquito back to the rest room and took out her own clothes to change it into.

Behind the Bashan mosquitoes, swarms of mosquitoes buzzed and landed in the security bureau's office.

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Lin Bingyun looked suffocated, staring at the swarm of mosquitoes, then at Master Fuli and asked, "Master?"

"Don't ask, insecticide is definitely not an option." An Sheng swung her big tail and jumped onto the table, squatted down, picked up an ice-cold Coke and gulped it down: "Anyway, these steroid-treated mosquitoes won't come back to our house, so we don't need to worry about them."

The Bashan mosquito outbreak has ended.

However, it was merely an accomplice in the Qinling Spirit Particle Plant Outbreak Incident, at most an accessory.

The real mastermind is still nowhere to be found!

A big tree that can run and jump.

Who knows where it went? It ran away from a sinkhole near the Bashan Mountains on the southern slope of the Qinling Mountains about six months ago.

Six months have passed, and who knows, he might already be able to sit in an internet cafe playing games and feel his mother's love.

The only clues that Bashan mosquitoes could provide were what the big tree in the primeval forest looked like, what level of strength it could reach, and what its personality was like.

"Alright, Mr. Fuli, the statement has been taken. Since Bashan Mosquito did not commit any criminal offenses, you can take it home directly. However, it needs regular check-ups, and there is a Bashan Mosquito delivery service here."

After recording her statement, Wang Qiqi handed a stack of documents to Lin Bingyun, said a few words to Master Fuli, and stormed out with the Golden Leopard without looking back.

"You just bit her?"

Master Fuli looked puzzled. He glanced at Wang Qiqi's back as she stormed out of the office with a red, swollen mark on her face. Then, he turned to Bashan Wen, who was coming out of the office, and asked her a question.

Bashan Mosquito was wearing a white shirt with the fourth button undone, and black trousers.

"I changed into a strapless top, felt stuffy, took a deep breath," Bashanwen stammered. "The top was torn, and a big button hit Wang Qi's face as she was fastening it. She covered her cheek and then became extremely angry."

Master Fuli scrutinized the Bashan mosquitoes, a subtle expression on his face.

The clothes clearly belong to Wang Qiqi.
Meanwhile, the mosquitoes in Bashan ripped open the front of her bra, causing the buttons on her shirt to burst out and hit Wang Qiqi in the face.

The shirt, worn by the mosquitoes, looked like a crop top, yet the hem at the back still managed to cover the waistline.
"I always feel like I've figured out the modern interpretation of narrow-mindedness without any instruction."

An Sheng's face darkened, and she muttered a complaint.

"If you lose to someone, you can say the other person is a cheat. But now you've lost to a mosquito, there's no room for you to fall further."

(End of this chapter)