The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 653 Martial Arts Alliance Leader
"Old Huang"

Students from various departments of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences gradually gathered in the fields to observe, while the sect elders performed their insect-killing magic.

An Sheng looked around and, when no one was paying attention, ran under the command table, patted Professor Huang's knee, and gestured for him to come closer.

"Ok?"

Professor Huang was taken aback. After glancing around warily, he crouched under the table and whispered, "What can I do for you, Master Fuli? Do you need to go to the tree next door?"

"The exploration has gone wrong, so stop the operation." An Sheng said with a serious expression, "I just inspected the ant nest. The queen ant inside is a genuine spirit beast, and there is also another old tree that is suspected to be a primary level one."

"Immediately stop the blasting operation, set up a cordon, and notify the security bureau's lumberjacks to come over."

"otherwise."

"Once the queen ant in the anthill gets angry, even the lanterns of students and professors at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences have to be hung up. You know, queen ants don't believe in Jesus, and they use their teeth!"

"Lantern?"

Professor Huang was taken aback, and followed Master Fuli's gaze to his crotch.

"Hiss," Professor Huang seemed to realize something, and he let out a gasp. His originally wide-open, outward-pointing squatting posture involuntarily became slightly inward-pointing.

Professor Huang immediately stood up, glanced at the professors present, and then, with a serious expression, said, "What you professors and teachers say makes sense, but according to the latest intelligence and the analysis of the Fuli expert..."

"The red imported fire ants have become a significant threat and are even attacking people's lanterns. For the sake of the students' lanterns, I suggest immediately halting the operation to destroy the red imported fire ant nests and notifying the security bureau to set up a cordon!"

"???"

The professors and teachers looked puzzled and didn't immediately understand what Professor Huang meant by "lantern."

But by the time they realized what was happening, they were all looking at Professor Huang with tense expressions.

"Old Huang"

"Some things don't need to be said so clearly; we just need to understand each other. We've already suffered enough."

Although the teaching plan has changed, it doesn't stop the professors from continuing to teach. Even if you can't destroy the fire ant nest, there are still plenty of field mouse burrows in the field.

The students found a rat hole, blocked it with mud, and the professor carried a propane gas canister forward to pour it in. Then he set up a detonation device, led the students to push it to a grove of trees 300 meters away, and invited Mr. Fuli to detonate it.

An Sheng looked at him strangely, raised his paw, and slapped the TV remote.

"boom--"

A low, muffled thud resounded, the soil in the field bulged slightly, and a scorching wave of air erupted from all the entrances and exits. Some field mice were instantly killed when the propane was detonated.

But some of the faster ones were tossed about by the heatwave and flew up, their faces visibly filled with terror, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Well"

Ah Qing's expression was strange as she subtly glanced at the field mice that had descended from the sky and were scrambling across the ground: "I have a feeling that they look familiar, like dried Ninghua rats."

In the Xia Dong Ding Prefecture area, due to the vast fields, there are a large number of plump field mice at the foot of the mountains. A local delicacy is to catch these hamsters, process them in a special way, and smoke them into dried vegetables, which are very high in protein.

but
They use straw to fumigate, while the New Agricultural Academy uses propane bombardment.
"Professor! Can the fallen mice be collected and sent to the Animal Science Institute as snacks to feed the small animals?" the students asked the professor.

The professor from the College of Animal Science pondered for a moment, then said, "Propane is not toxic after combustion, so it's fine as a snack. However, I don't recommend that you recycle field mice."

"Rabies vaccines are quite expensive. If they bite you later, you'll suffer, especially those of you who are overweight. You may not know that some vaccines are administered based on weight."

"Moreover, they insert needles around the wound, and they charge you 100 yuan for each bottle of medicine, and they give you more than ten bottles at a time."

As he said this, the professor from the College of Animal Science glanced at Master Fuli with a slightly arrogant expression. He knew perfectly well what the students were up to, so he used this opportunity to intimidate them.

Although Master Fuli is a fox, he always eats and drinks from a bowl and doesn't show any favoritism towards the mice.
"Ok?"

An Sheng, who was enjoying being stroked while lying on the table, felt someone looking at her. She glanced to the side and saw a middle-aged professor looking at her.

Although she didn't understand why, An Sheng still nodded slightly in greeting.

…………

As noon approached, the students tidied up the fields and returned to school one after another.

A long line of electric tricycles slowly made their way back along the rural roads.

An Sheng squatted on the hood of the car, his two paws resting on the hood that A Qing was holding, his face full of joy, enjoying the warm autumn breeze blowing in his face.

"Please don't rush, everyone. Take your time. I don't know what's going on with all of you rushing over at once. Besides, our school doesn't need so many cleaners."

"Don't do that. If the Party Secretary finds out, he'll think I, the principal, am abusing my power to arrange jobs for my relatives."

As soon as they returned to the school gate, the students witnessed a very strange scene. Principal Yang, who was not usually active, was pulling up his pants and running around the school's playground, shouting loudly as he ran.

Behind Principal Yang, dozens of elderly men and women with graying temples were frantically chasing after him.

Principal Yang ran until his suit pants were almost falling down, but he still couldn't shake off the old men behind him.

"Our school gave out eggs?" An Sheng asked A Qing with a surprised expression.

"What? You want tea eggs for lunch?" Ah Qing looked at the little fox with a puzzled expression: "It's too windy to hear you. Let's talk about tea eggs after we park the car!"

"It's Master Fuli back!" As Master Fuli looked at the old men and women, the old men and women also saw the students returning from their morning classes.

The expert, who was mixed in with the crowd, saw Master Fuli sitting on the front of the carriage and immediately pointed and called out to the other hermits from various sects.

Liu Lingyu's eyes lit up, and she was about to step forward to greet Master Fuli and Ah Qing.

But who could have imagined that Principal Yang, who had just been running ahead, would pull out his belt and whip Liu Lingyu on the shoulder?

Liu Lingyu's greeting turned into a cry of pain as she grimaced and scratched her slapped shoulder.

"Shut up, everyone!"

"The school playground is newly built! The students' knowledge has just been absorbed into their minds."

Principal Yang tightened his belt around the expert, pointed at the group of shameless people, and said:

"I know you want to become Master Fuli's disciples, but you all better stay put right now!"

"Otherwise, don't blame this old man for going on a killing spree—"

Although the principal, who had been living in close harmony with spirit beasts for many years, couldn't physically defeat them, he could easily suppress some relatively inexperienced hermits like Lao Deng.

"Behave yourselves, or I'll take him out!" The principal restrained the expert and ordered the students to return to the bike shed through the playground before he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The matter of spirit particles is classified. Students at the Emerging Agricultural College only know that certain substances exist; they don't actually come into contact with spirit particles until their fifth-year courses.
Besides
Master Fuli clearly prefers peace and quiet and doesn't want his affairs to become a public spectacle.

If these old men were allowed to ascend, Master Fuli would likely unleash a devastating attack, beating all the students and old men who knew his identity until they lost their memories.

The principal never doubted Master Fuli's strength.

(End of this chapter)