Fox Has No Malicious Intent

"Splash——"

The crisp sound of hot oil meeting water crackled in the house.

Ah Qing, who had just returned home, leaned suspiciously from the kitchen doorway, peeking into the kitchen. Ansheng hopped onto Ah Qing's back, curiously peering over with an odd expression at the white mushroom standing on the stove.

The three of them, Black-chested Cockroach, Little Tea Tree, and Shu Xiaobai, lay on the windowsill, all looking blankly at the kitchen.

"...It really seems like it can cook!" Ah Qing saw the white mushroom's initial movements and was slightly stunned, with a look of disbelief on her face.

With intense heat and hot oil, before adding the vegetables, a splash of cool hot water was poured in, raising the temperature of the pan a second time and then tossing the vegetables in, covering the lid. The countless bursts of water and oil particles coated the leaves, making the greens look even more vibrant.

Meanwhile, in another earthen pot, steam was swirling out, and a rich fish aroma wafted from within.

The white mushroom stepped onto an oil pot, lifted a lid to cover the pan, and began tossing, ensuring the vegetables cooked evenly while reducing the pan temperature to prevent the dish from burning.

"Wow~"

The white mushroom cooked with the finesse of a professional chef, using culinary techniques Ah Qing couldn't comprehend.

"Xiaolan... can you cook?" Ah Qing was dumbfounded as she watched the kitchen, and she asked the little fox.

"If I could cook, would I still need to gnaw on the boiled five-spice pork you make?" Ansheng raised her snout, pecking at Ah Qing's head like a woodpecker, making Ah Qing yelp.

A pot of fish head bone soup, seared greens, boiled fish slices, and steamed water eggs were served on the table.

The white mushroom completed everything single-handedly, and even served two bowls of rice on the table.

The white mushroom pushed Ah Qing's calf, signaling her to sit at the dining table, then picked up and tossed Master Fuli over.

The white mushroom ran back to the kitchen and brought a metal ginger grater back to the table.

It uncovered the earthen pot fish soup, carefully raising the grater in its hands, rubbing its cap slightly to make some mushroom bits fall into the soup, then sprinkled a pinch of salt.

"It's got the authentic matsutake freshness..." Ansheng gazed at the white mushroom in amazement.

Oh wow, it even uses itself as an ingredient, what a bold character indeed.

"Wow..."

The white mushroom ran to Ah Qing, and although it had no facial features, it was clear that it solemnly saluted Ah Qing, as if reporting on completing a long and arduous mission to a superior.

"You this..."

Ah Qing was too shocked to speak, staring blankly at the dishes on the table, then at the swan-shaped hot towel at hand meant for wiping hands, she could only give a thumbs up.

The white mushroom brought Ah Qing a five-star hotel experience at home with just one trip to the kitchen.

"Let me have a taste..."

Ah Qing glanced at her right arm and willed it to liquefy quickly, transforming from a solid state to a fluid, gathering in the palm of her right hand, reverting to the original [Treasure Mushroom].

"Huh?"

As she released the armor form, Ah Qing hadn't even picked up the hot towel on the table to wipe her hands, when a weak and sore feeling spread throughout her body.

Ah Qing slumped down, not sitting steadily, her whole body softly sliding under the table.

"Ah Qing, are you okay?"

Ansheng was startled and quickly got up to check on Ah Qing, who had fallen to the floor.

"No... nothing left, not a drop." Ah Qing looked weakly at the little fox, extending her trembling hand:

"Quick... bring me a can of ice coke, I feel like I'm on a diet gone bad, resulting in hypoglycemia..."

Upon detaching the Treasure Mushroom Armor, Ah Qing could no longer draw on the ambient Spiritual Particles from outside, as if an appliance had suddenly been unplugged, falling into a shutdown state.

The Spirit Particle Potion that Ah Qing injected was far from enough to drive the Treasure Mushroom Armor to perform any skills.

But the Treasure Mushroom Armor was beneficial in that it could collect ambient Spiritual Particles from the ground, splitting them into two energy lines.

One energy line connected directly to Ah Qing, replenishing her for the Spiritual Particles and Power of Will spent for toggling the armor at super speed.

The other energy line fed into the energy pool, sustaining the host's enhancements and enabling armor skills.

Ah Qing suddenly disconnected from the armor link, and besides her excessive mental and physical exhaustion.

The greater part of the weakness stemmed from her being accustomed to the armor's power boost. Now, returning to mere flesh, it naturally felt deceptively weak.

"Glug glug glug..."

Ah Qing gulped down a large mouthful of ice coke, making a "ha" sound from her mouth, lying back on the floor, her pale face gaining a tinge of color.

"...Sorry, Ansheng, I misjudged you. I always thought you craved snacks, but I never realized this armor Spiritualization... could even trigger hypoglycemia."

After quite a while, Ah Qing regained her strength, patting the squatting fox's head beside her.

"Next time you're on a trip, I promise to make sure you have enough ice coke prepped."

"Ugh..." Ansheng raised her hand to check Ah Qing's forehead for fever symptoms, relieved there's none, showing a peculiar expression by saying, "Well... thanks!"

Even though Ansheng had no idea what conclusions or insights Ah Qing reached during her recovery...

Ansheng just wanted to say that her fondness for coke was purely out of habit.

On a hot day, the ultimate joy was downing a guzzle of ice-cold coke, the chill reaching deep into the heart, bringing ease all over.

"But... where did the little white mushroom go?"

Ah Qing climbed up from under the table, searching the tabletop for the white mushroom with some bewilderment.

"It disappeared with a 'pop'."

Ansheng jumped onto the table, describing to Ah Qing the bizarre incident that happened when she slipped under the table.

That white mushroom dissipated into particles, leaving no trace of its existence on the table when Ah Qing dismissed the Treasure Mushroom Armor.

"Really?"

Ah Qing felt puzzled, then turned to the little fox on the table and said:

"So... you don't want boiled meat in hot water, right? We can eat fast food from Monday to Friday, and on weekends, we can enjoy a meal prepared by the white mushroom. That's not asking too much, is it?"

Ah Qing looked ingratiatingly, nudging the little fox's shoulder with her elbow.

The appearance of the white mushroom resulted from a black stick tapping Master Fuli's head.

The stick, through some unknown means, absorbed some of Master Fuli's traits, using fungi as a medium to form the [White Mushroom] with dual-tail power.

"Sure! But remember to buy some good ingredients." Ansheng grinned, agreeing fully to Ah Qing's request.

"Mua～" Ah Qing kissed the little fox and picked up her chopsticks to serve Xiaolan. There's nothing more important than filling one's stomach.

However.

Just as they began eating, Ah Qing's phone rang, showing "Momo calling" on the screen.

"Huh? Momo, how come..." Ah Qing answered the call with curiosity.

In terms of eagerness to eat, Momo was even more proactive than herself, so why would she call during mealtime?

"Is the little fox there?"

"I've got an authorization form here, the Security Bureau said it needs a guardian's signature for the little fox."

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