The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 622 Fellow villager, do I look like a human or a god to you?
Riding on the Bashan Mosquito, which travels at 400 km/h, Master Fuli seemed to be surfing, riding the waves and arriving in the Tiechuan area, where the Dragon Man Ruins are located, from the southern part of the Qinling Mountains in the blink of an eye.

The Long Ruins are still under excavation, but the outer area has been fenced off with corrugated iron and a sign from the Xia Construction Bureau has been hung up. The ceramics factory is being renovated by engineering soldiers.

Although the Dragon Ruins can be seen with the naked eye when passing overhead, its coordinates and location have been erased from the map.
Even the top of the ruins was temporarily covered with a sheet metal cover.

"Put me down here!"

"You used to help the mosquitoes drive those criminals to me."

As they approached the fugitive, Master Fuli called out to the Bashan Mosquito.

Zhang Ruiwen, the main culprit who committed three murders, is a foregone conclusion that he will be sentenced to death.

However, there are three accomplices who did not actually participate in the murder but joined the gang later. They were just the main culprits who assisted in robbing the pharmaceutical factory. They will most likely be sentenced to a few years to more than ten years and then be released.

Although that's the verdict, An Sheng felt that even if they went to jail, they wouldn't be too well-behaved, and they might develop path dependence once they were released.

after all
Having witnessed those things, they deeply believed in the mysterious, almost divine, things.

The best way to break free from feudal superstition is to unveil the mystery and the unknown.

Having had experience dealing with Professor Wu, Mr. Fuli gradually learned some teaching methods.

But the cigarette lighter is too brutal.

Unlike new energy dual-pole lures, which have adjustable voltage and current, they are versatile and can be used in both simple and complex applications.

If Master Fuli wanted them to be cooked to a certain degree, their buttocks would emit a certain aroma of ripeness.

"Moo-"

Bashan Mosquito landed on the ground, placed the Fuli Master on its back onto the rocks in the mine, turned around and took a step forward, leaping into the air and transforming into a gray takin upon landing. It let out a cry and ran into the forest.

"Rumble--"

The takin, transformed from the Bashan mosquito, embodies the power of the bulldozer in its final form. Wherever the takin passes, vegetation and forests crumble, and dust billows everywhere.

The ferocious takin carved a straight path through the forest, its horns and powerful body sweeping away everything in its path, like a god or demon.

Master Fuli sat on the rock, indifferently glancing at the frenzied Bashan mosquitoes, shaking his head, and silently complaining to himself:
"In other words, if it were a different person who had knocked down so many trees in the ecological zone, the forestry bureau would have issued a fine that would be at least two meters long, if not three meters."

Currently, the Xia Kingdom's forestry development and protection have been elevated to a national policy level due to the presence of spirit grains and spirit beasts. The Forestry Bureau cannot tolerate such rampant logging.

"Ahhh-"

As Master Fuli was complaining, the dust and grime stirred up by the Bashan mosquitoes suddenly changed direction, creating a huge arc of wind and dust, and a piercing female scream echoed throughout the forest surrounding the mine.

Pursued by the Bashan mosquitoes, four men and two women fled from the forest along the road with terrified expressions.

Their steps were light and graceful; with each step, their toes barely touched the ground, yet they moved forward two or three meters. Their movements were elegant and light, which should have been a very beautiful scene.

But the image of a raging bull behind them, along with their terrified expressions and flailing arms, completely ruined the beautiful atmosphere.

They ran out of the forest and onto the gravel road in the mine. Unable to maintain their balance, they tumbled and fell down the slope dug out by the mine, kicking up a cloud of dust as they rolled to the bottom of the mine, looking utterly disheveled.

"Moo-"

The takin, transformed from the Bashan mosquito, stood on the slope, raised its front hooves, stomped heavily on the ground, and raised its head to let out a loud moo.

Four men and two women tumbled to the ground. Although they were extremely disheveled, they were not seriously injured. Hearing the bull demon's roar, they quickly got up and started running away.

"嘤~"

And at this time.

A clear, melodious whimpering sound rang out, followed by the clear, sweet voice of a young boy, echoing through the mine.

"Hey, my dear fellow countrymen." Master Fuli pulled a matte dark green rocket launcher straight from the weapon case, slung it over his shoulder, tilted his head slightly, and looked through the guidance scope as he spoke:

"Do you think I look like a human or a god now? Or perhaps like a fox spirit who saves all living beings?"

"The fox spoke!?"

The four men and two women were of different ages, but the moment Master Fuli spoke, they all stopped running and froze on the spot, staring at the fox carrying the rocket launcher.

Upon witnessing this scene, the six people's minds completely went blank.

"Squat down and answer my question."

Master Fuli slowly spoke, not answering their question about why foxes could talk, but instead repeating the previous question to them:
"I'll ask you one more time: whether I'm like a human or a god, you'd better think carefully before you answer, otherwise, the Type 99 120mm large-caliber rocket launcher in my hand is no joke."

"When the forensic doctor arrives, they have to piece together the remains, and sometimes they even have to call on their colleagues to help gather the fragments."

Although the number of suspects who escaped from the forest did not quite match up, the information that the main culprit, Zhang Ruiwen, appeared to be about forty years old and that he was accompanied by three young men in their twenties all matched up.

Moreover, they also demonstrated a 100-meter sprint speed significantly faster than Bolt's, clearly indicating they are exceptionally fast.

As for the two extra people...
Maybe they picked up a wild man from somewhere?
"Like."

The six people threatened by Master Fuli all swallowed hard, no longer caring about why the fox could speak. Instead, they stared in fear at the rocket launcher the fox was carrying.

They looked at each other anxiously, trying to figure out the fox's intentions, and dared not answer casually.

They were terrified that if they gave the wrong answer, they would be bombarded with criticism.

Just then, the girl, who was almost in tears, took out her phone. Her mind went blank. Ignoring everything else, she opened DS on her phone and typed in the chat box: 【Urgent! If I encounter something strange while gathering herbs in the mountains, and it turns out to be a White Fairy asking for a title, how should I respond?】

After a brief moment of thought, DS gave his answer. The girl looked at the most plausible answer and said loudly:
“I see you as a righteous god of fortune, destined to accumulate merit through good deeds and protect benevolent deities in the future.”

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The girl's sudden words startled her companions, but upon reflection, her answer was perfectly correct; whether it was like a human or a god was merely a description.

And piling up adjectives is not difficult. Just pile them up in a good and benevolent direction, saying that the other person is like a good god or person, and you've settled the matter.
Whether you're like a human or a god, it's all a trap. Once you answer, you'll fall into their rhythm!
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Master Fuli chuckled upon hearing this and noticed the girl opening and operating her phone, but he didn't stop her; he simply put down the rocket launcher he was holding.

Upon seeing this, the six people opposite breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, the fox spirit took out a book called "University Ideological and Moral Education" from the weapon box.

Six people were stunned.

"You look like nails to me! What era are we living in?! Still indulging in feudal superstitions!" Master Fuli leaped up and slapped a man's cheek with his book, sending the spirit flying and crashing to the ground.

"You'll answer my questions?"

"Robbery!"

"Take out your phones and show me your SMS verification codes. Let me see what bank cards you usually use as your salary cards!"

"Listen to me and tell me the names of all the online lending apps, then transfer all the loans to me!"

With a cold smile, Master Fuli picked up a book on college students' moral character and knocked all six of them to the ground.

Like a human, like a god?

It doesn't matter what it is; what matters is that I only spoke up to cause trouble.

Feudal superstition?

I'll max out your credit card. Anyway, you'll all get scammed by health product sellers when you're old, so why not give it to me? I'll donate it to the National Security Bureau as funding later!
(End of this chapter)