The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 512 The Hideout of the Emerging Agricultural Academy

"What kind of classes are you taking?!"

"It's one thing to make noise, but to start an explosion? Is this how agricultural students behave?"

An Sheng, who had just fallen asleep but was woken up by the noise, lay on her side on the bed with a black line on her face, muttering complaints. However, the noise from outside did not stop at all and only got louder and louder.

"If you didn't know better, you'd all look like modern-day planters (logistics soldiers) conducting training!"

The noise was so loud that the floorboards were shaking. An Sheng no longer cared about the noise; instead, she was worried that the building would collapse.

The current noise level is much higher than the rocket artillery barrage last night.

An Sheng jumped off the bed and ran to the balcony with a hint of curiosity. Together with Xiao Cha Shu and the Black-breasted Cockroach, they stuck their heads out of the balcony railing and looked out over the campus.

To the left, in the direction of the teaching building, is the lake where students from the College of Animal Science raise fish. It's now surrounded by aquaculture students from the College of Animal Science. Led by their teachers, more than a dozen water pumps are working loudly to empty the pond.

One by one, water trucks filled up and left.

The "booming" sound that An Sheng had heard earlier was the Air Force Kings from the Animal Science Institute pumping water.

"Outrageous."

The little fox smacked its lips and looked to the experimental field of the agricultural science students on the right.

Several large bulldozers pushed the soil from the experimental field to a corner of the field, and a large excavator equipped with a bucket that can dig a cubic meter at a time was digging up the soil and loading it onto a dump truck.

The excavator digs up the soil, and the bucket presses it down to ensure that it can carry a truck weighing tens of tons, or even more than a hundred tons.

The dump truck's tires were sinking, and the bouncing that An Sheng had just experienced on the bed was most likely the sound of the dump truck passing by the dormitory building.

Meanwhile, the teachers and professors from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences took out round metal tubes, each about half a meter long, from a truck labeled "Mining" and said something to the students.

An Sheng spotted Mo Mo and You You in the crowd.

Their teacher was very large; if he clenched his chest muscles, he could probably kill a mosquito.

"That thing looks familiar?"

"Looks like... a carbon dioxide gas explosion tube?" As more and more metal tubes and cables were taken out, An Sheng immediately recognized what the metal tubes were and couldn't help but click his tongue and mutter to himself, "Are you guys really having class?"

A carbon dioxide gas blasting tube is an engineering device used in mountain quarrying or rock cutting. It works similarly to a detonator. A hole is drilled in the mountain or rock and a carbon dioxide gas blasting tube is inserted to crack the rock.

This thing isn't as powerful as explosives, but its advantage is that it doesn't require approval to use; just put it in and it'll explode.

Upon seeing this thing, An Sheng still had a look of confusion on his face, not quite understanding why a student majoring in Agricultural Resources and Environment would use a stick from a student majoring in Geology and Mineral Resources during class.

Until.

The bulldozer pushed aside the soil in the experimental field, revealing the reinforced concrete framework for irrigation. Only then did An Sheng's face show a look of sudden realization.

The entire experimental field should cover more than ten acres and has a complete irrigation canal and a flood control channel to prevent rainstorms.

There are also irrigation pipe supports on it, all of which were built by the previous students.

The new students are actually polluting the land during the dismantling process.

Under the guidance of teachers and professors, senior students need to complete one last practical lesson on cheating, led by teachers and professors, and build an irrigation canal.

All I can say is that the Academy of Agricultural Sciences is indeed rich.

Every year, millions are thrown away to simulate the pollution common in modern cities for students to practice.

"Things have come to this."

"Let's go check if they still have breakfast available in the cafeteria!"

Seeing that the explosive devices had been brought out, An Sheng gave up all hope of sleeping. He went back to his dormitory, picked up his bowl, and headed to the cafeteria.

Although the cafeteria provides bowls and chopsticks, An Sheng is worried that sharing them might lead to some strange things happening.

The little fox left the dormitory and walked down the stairs, a meowing sound coming from beside it.

An Sheng glanced to the side and saw that the tabby cat named A-Qiang was still hanging on the dormitory door.

only.

The text in the self-criticism letter has been updated. [I already had canned food and dried fish this morning, and did some exercise for an hour.]

[I went to Gadan after class at noon; I've already made an appointment with a group of teachers and students from the College of Animal Science.]

[The prize pool has been expanded by one item: a water bottle. The cat sat directly on the rim of the water bottle with its butt. It went inside!]

"Meow—" The tabby cat looked at Master Fuli and cried out for help.

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After reading the self-criticism, An Sheng remained silent for a moment, then picked up her bowl and left, not wanting to offer any opinion.

"In a sense, it's truly a miracle that the tabby cat can still wear its little bell."

An Sheng's face darkened, and she silently grumbled to herself.

On a road teeming with dump trucks and water trucks, a fox carrying a bowl crossed the zebra crossing, went to the other side, and strolled into the cafeteria opposite the teaching building.

"Master Fuli, is dinner ready?"

Upon entering the first floor of the cafeteria, a strong blast of cold air hit them. The fat cat looked pleased and raised its large paw to greet Master Fuli.

"Why is everyone here in the cafeteria?"

The old man with the bowl in his mouth looked at the first floor hall of the cafeteria with a hint of surprise.

The lobby was littered with pandas of all sizes, as well as the black bears from the demolition team we'd seen before.

There were also two Tibetan Mastiffs that looked like brown bears, but with noticeably whiter fur. The canteen has now become a bear den.

When asked, An Sheng stood up, put the bowl on the table, walked to the large refrigerator, stood on tiptoe to take out a bottle of iced cola, and said to the cafeteria manager, "Put it on Principal Yang's or Principal Li's bill."

"There's free air conditioning here!"

"Damn panda conservation base! Only the offices and enclosures have air conditioning. On a sweltering midday, they tell us to go to the stream to cool off with the water."

"I just called on my friends and family, loaded a truck with them, and brought them all to the Agricultural Research Institute to enjoy the air conditioning," Fat Cat said matter-of-factly.

In the past, due to the long distances, some ordinary panda cubs could not walk such a long distance and had to be carried by their mothers. However, not all pandas like to walk. A bunch of lazy pandas would rather stay in the heat than walk a few kilometers of mountain road.

But ever since Master Fuli taught Fat Cat how to drive, Fat Cat has become someone who doesn't need anyone's help.

They took the whole family, young and old, out of that damned panda conservation base and drove them to the agricultural college to enjoy themselves.

of course!

Theoretically speaking, since the Animal Science Institute is relatively close, Fat Cat should bring his whole family there.

But the Animal Science Institute has tranquilizer guns and bear spray, as well as a warehouse full of Happy Brand razor blades.

Although he knew they wouldn't dare to kill him, the constant screams of those being killed made Fat Cat feel uneasy; he disliked the terrifying atmosphere there.

The Animal Science Institute provides free animal medical care.

Farmers in the village can send their livestock to the Animal Science Institute if they get sick or have other problems. There are experts and professors there to treat them, and even clumsy students can help.

The number of eggs produced by the College of Animal Science in a year is enough to circle the entire Xinxing Agricultural College twice, with each person producing several hundred eggs.
"By the way, Master Fuli, there's something I'd like to ask for your opinion on."

The fat cat shifted its position, its face full of cunning, and said to Master Fuli:
"Over the years, we've helped the Security Bureau cause trouble, and our cat community has accumulated some savings. Plus, yesterday that old butler bribed me, saying he'd give me 500,000 in cash if I went to inform Master Fuli to come over."

"So..." An Sheng looked completely bewildered and took a sip of her iced cola.

“I want to get an apartment and a car!” Fat Cat said with a serious expression. “Although the apartments allocated to employees with government jobs are big, the environment is still a bit lacking. I’ve been saying that I want to get an improved apartment for my whole family.”

"Cough cough cough, I also want a refrigerator, to hide some red things in it."

When the refrigerator was mentioned, the fat cat seemed a little guilty.

"Do you want to buy a car, a house, or a hideout?" Master Fuli asked, glancing sideways at the fat cat.

"Hey! I don't mean any harm, I just want a better place to live," said the fat cat.

"So I'd like to ask Master Fuli if there are any channels for buying houses at low prices."

(End of this chapter)