The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 686 What, the Treasure Tree? Quick, grab your weapons!
“Wow—”

Listening to the conversation between Wang Qiqi and Master Fuli, Baoshu shrank closer to Bashanwen and let out a "wah" sound filled with deep vigilance, revealing a thought.

Although I can't beat you and I lost my territory to you, I am an old tree with no medicinal value.

You can use me to make soup; I have no medicinal value.

"When did I say I was going to use you to make soup?" Master Fuli turned around, looking at the precious tree that was crying out, with a strange expression. He said, "I was just planning to temporarily transplant you to the back mountain of the school so that you could obediently attend my classes there!"

"However, I have some tea leaf experiments that might require your cooperation."

"Wow?"

"Tea Green" is an unfamiliar term. Although the Treasure Tree knows about humans and human society, most of the time it only observes briefly by protruding its roots above the ground before starting to search for spirit particles in various parts of the Qinling Mountains.

Although it knew some things about humans, Baoshu couldn't fully understand the technical terms used by Master Fuli. It could only tell that Fuli had no ill intentions towards it after taking over its territory.

"Wow"

As long as there is soil to take root, Baoshu immediately agreed to help.

"Wow wow-"

Baoshu threw off the small blanket and jumped straight from Bashan Mosquito's embrace back onto the ground.

Under everyone's curious gaze, the precious tree emitted a "whooshing" sound towards the lower cavern.

The plant roots and vines, which had fallen to the ground after losing the control of the treasure tree, began to move and converge on the treasure tree like snakes crawling back to their nests.

The roots and vines climbed up the tree's legs, all converging behind it to gradually form a stump.

Baoshu, who was only 1.2 or 1.3 meters tall and looked exactly like a little girl, carried a tree stump with a diameter of 3 meters and an overall height of more than 10 meters on her back. She turned around, nodded to Master Fuli, and made a series of "wa wa" sounds.

Alright, I've packed up my belongings. Now, the entire Qinling Mountains are yours.

"Fuck."

Wang Qiqi stared wide-eyed at the precious tree, dumbfounded, as she carried the twenty or thirty cubic meter tree stump on her back like a schoolbag.

Before becoming a full-time lumberjack, she also attended a forest ranger training course.

She has a good grasp of the weight of timber. Some undried timber, estimated by hardwood species, can easily weigh more than a ton per cubic meter of wet hardwood.

In other words.

Bao Shu, who looked like a primary school student, carried nearly thirty tons of weight on his back without any effort.

Everyone in the cave, including Master Fuli, stared in disbelief.

At this moment.

They all, without prior agreement, figured out the answer to a previously unsolved mystery.

It's about how Grandpa Tree of the Bashan Mountains got from the sinkhole to the underground river cave.

A: Baoshu moved house while carrying his home away.

"Wow?"

A hint of doubt appeared on Baoshu's face as he cast a strange look at everyone.

Is there anything strange about me?
The tree is big and its hands are long. The longer the hands, the more food it can eat. And the more food it eats, the bigger the tree becomes. Then, it can eat even more.

"You might need to call a separate 4x8 logistics vehicle for it, the helicopter might be too heavy," Master Fuli said, glancing sideways at Wang Qiqi.

"The bag is overweight." Wang Qiqi came to her senses and echoed with a twitching smile.

The helicopter she called for Master Fuli was just an emergency rescue helicopter, with a maximum lifting capacity of only two or three tons.

The current weight of the precious tree is estimated to be twenty tons, or even thirty tons or more.

"Hello? Logistics? Contact a literal 100-ton truck to come over, and ask the security guards to arrange the passage time and special transport escort." Wang Qiqi picked up the communication device and connected to the outside world with a speechless expression.

…………

With the strong assistance of Master Fuli, Baoshu and Xiaoshubao were transferred from the underground river to the surface.

"Butler, give me a bottle of iced cola." An Sheng said breathlessly, collapsing into Lin Bingyun's arms and reaching out shakily: "I've been ripped off."

"We were almost used as a fox fur train." Forty tons, eight kilometers, on foot, and we also had to help Baoshu clear obstacles from the underground river along the way.

It was truly a struggle, involving both pulling and tugging, to finally kick the precious tree and its sapling out of the cave.

"Okay, I'll go right away." When Lin Bingyun saw Baoshu, she was stunned and stared at the little girl carrying a big tree on her back with disbelief.

"ton ton ton"

An Sheng tilted her head back, took a swig of cola, and a comfortable expression appeared on her face.

"From now on, if anyone in the girls' dormitory mentions wanting to lose weight..."

“I suggested they come with me to see the weight of the precious tree on the weighbridge, and see how incredible it is.”

An Sheng complained inwardly, while Lin Bingyun took out a dry shampoo and, following Master Fuli's usual habit, helped him clean the dirt off his fur.

"Wow"

Baoshu glanced at himself, then at the large tree trunk behind him, and raised his hand to scratch his head.

I feel like I've really grown up a lot! Going in and out of the underground river used to be so easy.

Now it gets stuck in all the bends and corners.

"Stop yelling, come home with me." An Sheng glanced at Bao Shu, who was still standing there, rolled her eyes, took off its little tree bag, and dragged it onto the helicopter that had been waiting on the rock wall.

"Someone will deliver it to your house tonight. Now, let me show you the new house."

"Oh—" Baoshu nodded with a hint of reluctance, but still very sensibly followed Master Fuli.

Board the helicopter.

With his two little feet propped up on the leg rest, Mr. Fuli opened his phone and comfortably started watching videos.

only.

They haven't even been scrolling for very long.

A WeChat message immediately caught my eye.

Professor Huang: [Mr. Fuli, be careful at the school gate when you come back. Those shameless old bastards from the Animal Science Department are coming to beat you up!]

Professor Huang: [Damn it, what a bunch of troublemakers! They already have the Medicine Spring Mountain Lord in charge, yet they still come here wanting to invite the Ancestor... oh wait, I mean, to invite Tree Master and the others to sit in the Animal Science Institute.]

Professor Huang: [We are currently gathering manpower and are determined to defend the right to relocate the precious trees of the Qinling Mountains to the death.]

"???"

Professor Huang's voice messages, filled with anxiety, anger, and barely concealed elation, kept refreshing Master Fuli's prestige like a machine gun.

An Sheng stared at his phone screen, his face full of questions, and the fox's mouth twitched slightly.

Obviously.

Regarding the placement of the precious tree, the security bureau has already informed the universities, asking the school leaders to pay attention to the management of the students and prevent them from going to or doing anything disrespectful to the precious tree.

Upon receiving the notification, the principal convened a meeting to instruct all professors and teachers to cooperate with the security bureau's operation.

The meeting adjourned.

The professors' arguments about Baoshu's home escalated from verbal debates to physical altercations within the university.

If teachers from other schools were to fight, the intensity of the fight would likely not be too great.
But the old professors at the emerging agricultural college, all of them, looked thin when dressed, but when they took off their clothes, they were all muscle-bound, with a gap in the middle of their pectoral muscles that could crush a young hermit.

The professors are in good health.

The fire element is naturally exceptionally strong.

Driven by research funding and academic papers on Lingli, they are all young people who dare to fight and strive.

"What a sinful demon child," Master Fuli muttered, turning off his WeChat account and looking at Baoshu.

"Wow?" Bao Shu looked at him with a puzzled expression, but when he didn't see Master Fu Li respond, he turned back to Ba Shan Wen, took his hand, and pointed to the air vent on the side.

"Wow."

The warm breeze made my face so dry; I don't really like the airflow from the hairdryer.
(End of this chapter)