The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 684 Stop demolishing it! Stop demolishing it! I'm going to lose my job!
"My tail color is wrong?"

Hearing Wang Qiqi's concerned inquiry, An Sheng glanced at the tail behind him. As Wang Qiqi had said, several of his nine snow-white, fluffy tails had turned pinkish.

An Sheng paused for a moment, then replied dismissively, "It's a newly grown tail, so some color variation is normal. I'll just sit down and rub it a little to get it a bit dirty."

"Huh?" Wang Qiqi was taken aback, several black lines appearing on her cheeks as she said, "Alright then! But, if Master Fuli feels unwell, please remember to let us know in advance."

Seeing Master Fuli's dismissive attitude, Wang Qiqi actually had something to say, but after thinking about it, she swallowed the words that were about to come out.

Before Master Fuli evolved into a nine-tailed fox, if he had any health problems, the Security Bureau could hire the top veterinarian in Xia Kingdom to examine him.

But as the nine tails grew out, it seems that Master Fuli has reached the primordial state and completed a leap in life transformation.

If he were to experience any physical discomfort or contract any illness, to put it bluntly, the name of Master Fuli would become a new naming convention for diseases.

Examples include: Mr. Fuli Syndrome, Mr. Fuli Flu, and the like.

Therefore, as soon as Wang Qiqi saw something unusual about Master Fuli, she immediately asked him about it with concern, but she didn't want to be too direct.
after all
Mr. Fuli had scheduled a physical examination two months ago, but he still hasn't gone for it, which shows just how much he dislikes hospitals.

Master Fuli actually knew the reason for the color difference in the tail, but he really didn't know how to explain it to Wang Qiqi.

After his physique advanced to the Nine-Tailed Fox level, Master Fuli was able to influence a portion of the [Life Blueprint].

The [Life Blueprint Database] originates from the concept of the first-era spirit particle life, a genetic technology that allows users to freely modify and optimize their own gene sequences to adapt to all environments and achieve immortality.

Simply put, the color difference in the tail is like a cell mutating into a cancer cell due to an error during normal cell division; it represents a systemic error.

The color difference in Mr. Fuli's tail is because when his tail was reborn, the latest code was not entered. The system could only copy the initial code itself. Therefore, the color difference is visible to the naked eye after the tail is reborn.

To explain the difference in fur color, Mr. Fuli might need to start from the beginning of time.
The ultimate physical strength corresponds to the "flawless perfection" of the highest genetic crystallization of the First Era.

Master Fuli's [wisdom] hasn't been activated yet, so it's currently difficult for him to give biology lessons to everyone in the Security Bureau.

Because he himself is still figuring it out.

……

"Change!"

After exchanging a few words with Master Fuli, Wang Qiqi directed the logistics support team to enter the cave and set up basic lighting facilities using drones. Master Fuli turned around, glared at his tail, and gave a low growl.

As Mr. Fuli concentrated intently, his originally pinkish-white tail quickly took on a uniform color.

"That's right!"

Master Fuli nodded in satisfaction and swayed his beautiful, fluffy tail behind him.

"Ahhh-"

"Master Fuli, Engineer Wang, save me—"

"There's a tentacle monster!"

Just as Master Fuli was about to pack up and return to the Bashan Tiankeng to wash away the dust and rest, a rough and terrified roar echoed through the cave.

A member of the security bureau's logistics team fell to the ground and staggered backward, pointing to the black substance on his leg.

The black mass resembled a sphere, but countless tentacles spread from its surface, wrapping around the thighs of the logistics team members, extending into their trouser legs. The logistics support team members had followed the lumberjacks through mountains of knives and seas of fire, suppressed ferocious beasts, and endured countless trials and tribulations. Their scars were not only a symbol of honor but also a testament to their service to the country and its people.

Death can be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.

But the soldier didn't want his tombstone to bear the inscription of a warrior who died at the hands of a tentacle monster. Furthermore, the thought of his death possibly appearing in textbooks as a classic case study for internal personnel terrified him even more.

"Goooooooooooo-"

Black slime crawled onto the soldier's legs, and dense bubbles rose around him, making a series of "gurgling" sounds.

elder brother.
Please, please stop tearing it down. Give me some face. I am, after all, the commander of the Royal Guard of the City of the Dead.

Protecting the City of the Dead is my duty. While the rest of you are away, I'll kneel down and kowtow to you all. Please leave us some coffins! We don't want to lose our jobs.
The gurgling sound of the black slime is the language of their slime species.

But the security personnel couldn't understand it; they only saw it clinging to people's thighs, which was extremely terrifying.

"........."

When Master Fuli arrived at the scene of the crime, he immediately saw the warrior retreating in terror, while the black slime was crying with tears and snot streaming down its face, the two intertwined.

"Glug glug." The black slime looked at Master Fuli again and made a glug sound.

Brother! Please have mercy! We're in a terrible situation.
The tree roots wrapped around the king's burial goods and chewed them up like food. We desperately tried to protect the relics, but that wicked tree, after wrapping around my brother, started licking them up with gusto.
If you take the coffins away too, we'll be out of a job and become lonely, resentful women.
The black slime didn't say exactly that, but the general meaning was something like crying out, begging the security bureau officers not to move it, saying they've had a really tough time.

There was a case of Baoshu treating the mausoleum like a buffet.

Later, the security bureau prepared to demolish the city.

"It is crying, begging you not to destroy the resting place of the dead of their kingdom and tribe."

Master Fuli's face darkened. He looked at the arriving Golden Leopard and Wang Qiqi and said, "You cried so pitifully, and now you're about to kowtow to me."

"This"

Wang Qiqi was stunned, her face full of question marks as she looked at the wailing, black, sticky mass, her lips twitching slightly.
"We're supposed to be protecting cultural relics, right? We've deliberately dimmed the lights to prevent light radiation from damaging the inscriptions and other artifacts in the city. How could we possibly be doing something bad?"

"Master Fuli, please tell it that since the tomb already belongs to someone, we won't touch it."

Although Wang Qiqi knew that everyone else in the Security Bureau also knew that they were protecting cultural relics.

But upon seeing an extremely terrifying, evil shadow that seemed to have emerged from the abyss, Tao Tao burst into tears and even began to kowtow to himself. For some reason, a subtle sense of guilt arose in their hearts.
How can someone do something so good and still feel guilty?

Why don't you restore your guard's dignity, pick up your swords and guns, and fight us?

Wang Qiqi covered her face, her expression darkening.

"We won't touch your things. At most, another group will come later to copy your writing." Master Fuli looked at the black slime and let out a soft moan.

"Gulp?"

The black slime loosened the logistics team members, and the humanoid body stood up, looking at Master Fuli with a face full of expectation.

Really? Bro.
You can't cut me down like you're cutting down a tree, can you?

(End of this chapter)