The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 673 Master Fuli, you are truly an auspicious creature!
The entire kindergarten was on high alert because of the arrival of Xiao Xiao An Sheng.

Master Fuli looked helpless as he watched the memory space around him gradually shatter and the light screen of the wish list reappear before his eyes. He couldn't help but scratch his head.

"In a sense, I may have a natural affinity with the fox clan."

"Thankfully, only I can see these things."

Fuli complained inwardly, opened his eyes, shakily raised his paw, picked up the iced cola, stretched out his mouth, and took a big sip.

"But it should be soon. I still remember most of what happened in elementary school, so even if I watch my childhood memories again, I won't feel like I'm having a heart attack."

By adding points to the "Wisdom" skill, one can eventually develop telekinesis like Unos.

At higher levels, they can even forcefully intervene in the life blueprint like the King of the Universe, using their own will to distort the life blueprint and modify the species' genes.

But the foundation of everything is that "I" am still "I," which is what Unos refers to as the need to awaken an abstract concept called "self."

What is the self?

Based on his own experience and interpretation, An Sheng explains the concept of "self" as follows: "self" is simply like an "anchor point" of a gene.

Genes carry hereditary information. Once one's own genes are contaminated or invaded, or if one's own genes degenerate to a certain extent, genes can affect one's rationality.

The foundation of the blueprint of life is genetic information.

That is, mental disorders and schizophrenia in the first era.

The self is composed of consciousness as its vessel and various past memories; the two mixed together form the self.

With a "self," one can isolate things like interference and pollution carried in genes.

An Sheng understands the principles.

But the things she did in her childhood really make An Sheng's hair stand on end just thinking about them.

What kind of unruly kindergarten kid would think of using sanitary napkins to ward off evil spirits?

Zombies suck blood, they don't vomit blood.

What are you planning to do with those sanitary napkins? Help them become sentient vampires?!

"Tons, tons, tons..."

Recalling Heng Gu's memories, Master Fuli's blood pressure immediately spiked. He quickly grabbed an iced cola and gulped it down to suppress his anger.

The data on the wish list has also been updated.

【Physique: 210】

[Wisdom: 17]

【Wish Power: 0】

Based on past experience, An Sheng felt that if he earned another 13 points of willpower, he should be able to awaken the "self" transformation that Unos spoke of.

"Master Fuli"

As Master Fuli was pondering, he heard Wang Qiqi's voice appear beside him. Master Fuli, who was sitting on the sofa in the hall, turned his head to look at her.

"Hmm? Is there something wrong? Unless it's something urgent, I'm too lazy to move."

Master Fuli said to Wang Qiqi.

Two days passed in the vast ocean of memories, but in reality, Master Fuli merely sat on the sofa, closed his eyes, and rested for a dozen minutes.

In a little while, he'll have to go back to the ward and then back to the dormitory to sleep with Ah Qing and the others. "What else could there be? Our Xia Country isn't some hellish hell; there aren't that many cases."

Wang Qiqi sat down on the sofa, rolled her eyes, and said, "The interrogation is over, but I feel that I need to inform Master Fuli about what I just extracted from the evil cultivator."

"Oh?" Master Fuli asked with interest, uttering a puzzled sound.

“The blood sacrifice to the Blood God is true.” Wang Qiqi looked at Master Fuli and said, “That group of evil cultivators were not proper hermits at first. Their main job was actually a group of tomb raiders, active in the four northwestern provinces.”

"And the turning point was obtaining the pottery box. The tomb raiders read a message from the pottery box, a message that told them to perform a blood sacrifice. As long as they performed the blood sacrifice, the pottery box would give them power in return."

"In subsequent blood test reports, we detected mold in the blood of the evil cultivators, including black mold in the bodies of the two spirit beast black pigs."

“The mold has made them spiritual.” Wang Qiqi said with a helpless look, “We’ve dug up some ancient artifacts. We just contacted the provincial branch next door and asked them to go to the excavation site immediately for protective excavation. But the logistics department on the other side said after the survey that there was no need for protection and that we should just dig it up directly.”

"That tomb, which is more than 13,000 years old, has been robbed countless times."

According to Professor Wang Ya's interpretation, pottery boxes were used for sacrificial purposes in the early Stone Age. The final method of use involved blood sacrifice, followed by holding the pottery box high and placing it heavily over one's head.

"By using the divine gifts within the box, one can communicate with the gods, borrow their power, and conquer other tribes."

Wang Qiqi shrugged at this point and didn't say anything more.

If we want to discuss this in more detail, we may need to move to a special conference room to talk about the "Second Age".

The pottery box is clearly from the Stone Age, but it contains remnants from the Second Age.

Although Sao Long had said that the gene pool of life in the Second Era had been irreversibly polluted, and that after sterilization, the Dragonman civilization had withered away under the erosion of time.

but!
The Dragon People civilization included not only the Dragon People but also fungi, and the two existed in a mutually beneficial symbiotic relationship.

Fungi are notoriously difficult to eradicate, as evidenced by the mold on damp walls.

The dragon people clearly did not completely destroy the fungus; some remnants remained, even affecting the ancient people during the tribal period in history. It wasn't until all the spiritual particles on Earth entered a dormant state that those things went into hibernation.

Earthenware boxes are one example.

The origin of the dragon people is the three northeastern provinces, and they spread to the world as their productivity developed.

"you mean"

"You want me to mobilize the hermit community?" Master Fuli pondered for a moment, then looked at Wang Qiqi with a strange expression.

The true identities of that group have been confirmed; they are a tomb raiding gang. However, Wang Qiqi still refers to them as evil cultivators.

Moreover, the conversation also revealed that the heretical practitioners arrived relatively late and only found a ceramic box prop.

"In the past, I really didn't believe what the hermits said about blood sacrifices to evil cultivators."

"You're a human being, and so am I. We're fundamentally the same. The idea that people can prey on each other won't fundamentally change anything. Besides, we basically don't handle cases where people know each other."

“But sometimes, things are really weird.” Wang Qiqi said with a helpless smile, “Although the Security Bureau can control surveillance cameras in public places, how could those things possibly happen on the street?”

"Regarding the recovery of antiques, we may really need the help of some hermits who are familiar with the area."

"As you know, cultivators treat us like executioners, never telling the truth. Their 'yes, yes, yes's are just polite formalities. We really can only trouble Master Fuli to speak up for us."

"After all, you are an auspicious omen for the Xia Kingdom!"

"Now you think I'm some kind of lucky charm? Have you paid my seven insurances and two housing funds?"

(End of this chapter)