Fox Has No Malicious Intent

"Hey?!"

"Is this something you can say during the day?" Ah Qing, who disembarked with Sister Wanlin, blushed hearing the little fox and Feng Wenyu talking about AK Media, exits, and entrances, and silently cursed.

But.....

Ah Qing had to admit, the little fox's words made perfect sense.

Originally an exit, now becoming an entrance, it's absurd if it doesn't hurt.

"Sister Wanlin, is your usual task just dealing with those spirit beasts extorting honest citizens?" Ah Qing asked.

"Not as advanced as that, most of the spirit beasts are actually quite sneaky," Jin Wanlin said with a smile:

"At most, they go to the city's edge to steal some food and drink, or drive people out of their territory. For those who can register accounts online, nine times out of ten there's a human secretly instructing them...."

Spirit beasts possess high intelligence; although they lack the common knowledge and experience of human society, they are not stupid and generally avoid direct confrontation with humans.

Even if they haven't seen planes and cannons, they've heard of village dogs getting beaten up, and with a cry, they can magically summon armed bipeds.

Bipeds are numerous, and spirit beasts don't want to end up covered in scars.

Thus, the crimes committed by spirit beasts in Xia Country are mostly petty theft and robbery.

Those who injure people or damage public property are all classified as fierce beasts, handled by the woodcutters.

Organizations like AK Media run by the crab-eating macaque group are easily identifiable as not the financial endeavors of spirit beasts.

Who can believe there's no guidance from someone behind the scenes?

"Is the item definitely in the forest?" Master Fuli clicked his tongue and asked.

"Definitely. We've had previous mountain climbing experiences where, after entering the Mare Mountain Range, we didn't rush to search the woods but circled the island to confirm the target before heading into the mountains," Feng Wenyu said confidently.

Having experienced being fooled by the treasure mushroom before, Old Feng and his group learned from their mistakes.

Now, whenever they see the treasure mushroom pointing to islands, they circle the island to further verify the location to avoid traversing the jungle like a rollercoaster.

The target that the treasure mushroom locks onto is within the crab-eating macaque tribe's territory.

"Lead the way! I'll help you take them down!"

Master Fuli nodded slightly, raised his hand, signaling for Old Feng to lead the way, charging with the monkey troops.

The rowdy monkeys were fully equipped, each carrying two firearms, with some carrying sniper rifles.

With 40mm caliber sniper rifles, a single shot can cover a range of fifteen meters.

Additionally, there are two spider-shaped robots for logistics and ammunition transport, over a hundred self-destructing time travel machines, and two large plant protection drones.

With such firepower, not to mention crab-eating macaques, even the local indigenous army would be pushed back by the monkey troops.

"Understood!"

While leading the way, Feng Wenyu also instructs his team to retrieve equipment from the fishing village and gather the remaining team to escort the treasure mushroom out of the house.

On the way to the forest, Feng Wenyu, deep in thought, looked at Master Fuli and said:

".....Regarding the crab-eating macaque group, there are things I don't know whether to say or not."

"Then just say it! What's with being so scholarly, are you preparing for grad school or government exams?" Master Fuli rolled his eyes and said.

In Ansheng's mind, Feng Wenyu has always been a top cold-faced thug disguised in a law enforcement uniform.

His usual words are direct, not beating around the bush, his current hesitant manner of speaking makes Ansheng uncomfortable.

"The crab-eating macaques are abnormal, they don't seem natural, instead they resemble artificial spirit beasts..."

"After all... I've never seen an organism with its muscle tissues mixed with plant fibers," Feng Wenyu shrugged and revealed a discovery from a previous battle.

The surface of crab-eating macaques is strange, when injured, their wound muscle tissues contain woody fibers.

Their recovery ability is extremely extraordinary, they burrow into the ground, and after an hour, they recover as new.

Feng Wenyu reported the situation to the Security Bureau, which directed him to refer it to Master Fuli.

It was said that Master Fuli is specialized in dealing with the sinister and the mysterious, and is quite adept with crab-eating macaques.

"I will know whether it's artificial when I see it," Master Fuli glanced back and issued an order to have the Triangular Hammer protect Ah Qing closely.

With the command issued, they continued heading southwest for about two kilometers.

In the forest, a rustling sound echoed as something fled between the trees.

"Bang bang bang——"

A burst of unabashed gunshots rang out, lingering over the forest.

Bullets shot down on the forest ground, stirring up layers of decayed leaves and black-brown soil.

"Squeak squeak——"

The fierce cries of the monkey troop resounded, Master Fuli, with an indifferent expression, glanced at the bullet landing points in front and looked towards the grey-white figures emerging from the forest.

"Press on the Dragon Banner, crush....."

Master Fuli was about to command, but upon seeing the figures' appearance, his expression shifted, changing from initial disdain to an expression of astonishment.

"Are these..... the crab-eating macaques? Are you sure they haven't endorsed the Nine Dragon Power?"

Master Fuli looked at Old Feng in amazement.

The crab-eating macaque stands about half a meter tall, with fur that appears grey-white with tinges of brown. Its most distinctive feature is the almost body-length, slender tail, and the Mohawk-like spike on its head.

This spike was not isolated to individuals, but all crab-eating macaques bore a Mohawk hairstyle.

Moreover.

Besides those tribal features, this group of crab-eating macaques had a layer of black-and-yellow mucus on their surface, emitting a scent akin to rotting wood and an oily stench.

Ansheng even noticed that among the monkey group, some older crab-eating macaques showed signs of hair loss, where the bare patches revealed not skin but a layer of bark wrinkles.

"With such warped physiques, not just the Nine Dragon Power, it's more fitting to call them technological warriors." Old Feng pulled up a corner of his coat to shield against the incoming ballistic direction.

"Press forward!"

Master Fuli withdrew his gaze, raised his paw, and the armed monkeys hidden behind trees immediately poked their heads out and fired a sniper shot.

The grenade sniper shell was launched with a "whoosh," at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and blasted into the group of crab-eating macaques.

"Boom——"

The black light exploded into a blazing fire curtain, covering a range of ten meters.

Forcefully piercing through the gradually forming encirclement of the crab-eating macaques.

After the first gunshot, in an instant, the forest's outer area sounded like celebrating New Year with continuous "crackling" noises.

Clusters of fire curtains launched by grenade snipers soared through the forest, with scorching airwaves spreading everywhere, tiny fire spots rapidly spreading through the woods.

"Squeak squeak——"

The armed monkeys knew no restraint, pouring bullets like water, causing the crab-eating macaques to scream miserably.

One by one, the crab-eating macaques fell to the ground. Once they landed, instinctively, they burrowed into the soil.

But as the perimeter advanced, the armed monkeys quickly restrained those odd fellows attempting to dig.

"Xiaolan... Your work definitely heats up," Ah Qing crouched behind a spider-shaped robot, striving to maintain an expression on his cheeks, and commented to the little fox beside him.

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