Chapter 115: The Century Reconciliation Between Fox and Dog [Request Subscription]

“Mmm?”

The little fox, comfortably asleep, suddenly heard Tu Song Bai calling her; An Sheng opened his eyes, gazing at Tu Song Bai in surprise, and mumbled softly:

“Bai? How did you get here?”

Still half-asleep, An Sheng glanced around and realized he was no longer in the Ecological Park—he had somehow arrived at Changping Mountain Pet Paradise.

“Woof—”

Tu Song Bai looked at the little fox, barked once, and explained why he was here.

There was nothing special to it—Qiulingling had just driven a delivery truck here to drop off goods, and while she was at it, she took the dog for a walk and grabbed a meal.

Pet Paradise currently has discounted admission: for the price, you get dog-walking space, grooming, and a full meal.

Eighty yuan—it’s a steal, so Qiulingling had no high expectations.

If both the person and the dog are fed, can play, and pet other people’s pets, it’s worth every cent.

“Woof woof—” Tu Song Bai whined twice, signaling the little fox not to ask about irrelevant things: “Tonight, wanna go flying again? We didn’t get enough yesterday.”

He still needed a bit of practice on American-style stops and river skids—he needed the little fox’s guidance.

“Tonight? Probably not.”

An Sheng paused, shook his head, and said: “I have to roam the city tonight—there are things I need to handle.”

Today at the Tianhou Temple, An Sheng unexpectedly discovered a new source of wish energy.

He spent some time selecting a few relatively easy wishes and planned to visit them tonight.

When his wish energy reached thirty points, the little fox’s once-fluffy tail split into two, becoming a double ponytail.

Now his physical body has accumulated forty-four wish energy points, and An Sheng still carries four more—he’s just a few points shy of the sixty-point threshold.

An Sheng was curious: what changes would occur if his wish energy reached sixty?

“Mmm”

Tu Song Bai’s cheeks showed a hint of disappointment upon hearing the little fox had no time.

But when he realized the little fox wasn’t forbidden from leaving home by his owner—only busy with other plans—Tu Song Bai perked up.

“Woof woof—Woof!”

Brother, if you don’t have time to teach us how to fly the big rig, no big deal—I’ll just steal more oil and practice on my own.

Just tell me—when you go into the city, do you provide meals?

Our Woof Team has always wanted to dominate the city streets, but that damn porcupine is too prickly, forcing us to go to Jianghe River and fight that weird fish for scraps.

Give us some gas money, and we’ll help.

Tu Song Bai’s eyes lit up, wagging his curled tail as he asked the fox.

Tu Song Bai didn’t truly understand what a spirit beast was—or anything like that.

His thoughts were simple.

Territory = food.

Food = brothers don’t starve.

Brothers don’t starve = I’m strong ≈ territory grows.

In my territory, everyone I see is a brother; when my master sneaks out at night to hunt in the sea, he won’t face danger, and he’ll stay happy.

But sadly, Tu Song Bai’s quest for domination never even left the seafood wholesale market—he got stabbed in the mouth by some brutal porcupine.

If not for two Chihuahuas pulling the quills out of his jaws, Tu Song Bai didn’t know how he’d explain his condition to Qiulingling when he got home.

“So if you get meals, you want to help?”

It’s true that more hands make light work—there really were a few wishes on the list that needed help—but after a moment’s hesitation, An Sheng asked:

“Won’t that draw the attention of the dog-catchers? Too many dogs out at once will trigger them.”

“Woof woof!”

Tu Song Bai grinned confidently and told An Sheng something astonishing.

Dog-catchers? I know them well!

I took off their bumper, then deflated their tires a few times—they stopped coming. When they ran off, they muttered: “Holy shit, there’s a wolf! Are you kidding? I’m getting paid a few grand to chase a white wolf?”

The dog-catcher squad and the Public Security Bureau came a few times but never found the so-called white wolf.

After repeated humiliations and no actual incidents caused by the white wolf, the urban management team just quietly gave up and never came back.

From surveillance footage at the seafood wholesale market, there really is a white wolf—shoulder height around 1.1 meters, body length over two meters.

Weight estimated between seventy-five and one hundred kilograms.

They even checked the sewers, brought in animal experts, and questioned every cat and dog nearby—but got no answers.

Tu Song Bai grew up among humans and sometimes helped watch surveillance footage.

Every time he went out, he avoided cameras—even satellite surveillance could only confirm a wolf was inside the market, but when they searched, they found no trace whatsoever.

Tu Song Bai didn’t know about satellites, but the seafood market was full of shade canopies, and the processing plants were covered in metal roofs—no one would ever imagine that the cuddly-looking Tu Song Bai could transform.

“You’re impressive—you really are a boss,” An Sheng said, genuinely stunned.

You dismantled the urban management team’s vehicle tires and chased them off for two miles.

Does Qiulingling even know you’re this badass?

If she found out, she’d probably cook you alive in a pressure cooker.

Fine! Since you’re this capable, I, An, am no rigid traditionalist—come on! Tonight, I’ll feed you all.

Even if you get caught, I can take hostages to get you released.

If we can’t get you out, we’ll swap hostages!

Tu Song Bai raised his paw; the little fox raised his—agreed: midnight tonight, they’d hit the streets and dominate the city.

“What are a fox and a hound talking about?”

Yu Xueqing, live-streaming her appeal against Moyi Qing, looked at Yu Xueqing and Qiulingling with a strange expression.

“They said they’ll go for walks together from now on,” Yu Xueqing said, eyes sparkling, retrieving her phone to snap a photo of the dog and fox.

Once mortal enemies, the hound and fox had, under the care of their owners, turned swords into plowshares—even pawing each other in greeting. It was heartwarmingly sweet.

Yu Xueqing, who understood animal speech, clearly heard Bai and An Sheng plotting.

But precisely because she understood, she showed astonishment and relief.

The little fox living in the city had found a true friend—so even if she ever became too busy to walk him, he wouldn’t be lonely.

The century-scale reconciliation between fox and dog! Yu Xueqing beamed as she posted to her Moments, sharing the video of the two little creatures shaking paws.

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In Zhangxizhen

“Holy shit! The live stream got instantly banned!” Su Qiyuan exclaimed in shock: “What? Yu Xueqing’s stream got banned—how am I supposed to send out dog food money now?”

Bai Tao, preparing a lavish meal in the kitchen, said calmly: “It’ll be unbanned. The platform strictly controls streamers who don’t meet profit standards or sign contracts. Only those who bring real value get privileges and protection.”

“I’ve already prepared the dishes. Use my work phone to check WeChat—ask Yu Xueqing if she’s coming for dinner. I’ll use the chance to talk some sense into the boss-level fox.”

Su Qiyuan sighed, picked up Bai Tao’s work phone, opened WeChat, and saw Yu Xueqing had posted new content—he immediately knew she wouldn’t be back for dinner.

“No chance! I saw her Moments—she said she’s having fun at the pet hospital.”

“Oh. Hand me a plastic bag.”

“Huh? The food isn’t even cooked—why do you need a plastic bag?”

“What are you thinking? This is public funds—for convincing the fox! Of course, if you want to pay out of pocket, I’m happy to tear up the receipts and applications.”

“Order me a takeaway under thirty yuan—national trend style, reimbursable. Thanks.”

Su Qiyuan grumbled, opened the short video Yu Xueqing had just posted, used Bai Tao’s account to like it, and left a complimentary comment.

But.

The video’s audio leaked outside the house.

Some sharp-eared dogs, hearing the fox’s mewls and the dog’s barks, looked startled.

Holy shit! How did word get out that Boss White and Lord Fox are plotting to dominate the city?

(End of Chapter)