Chapter 188: Master Fuli Wields the Iron Hammer

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Lin Hao stared wide-eyed, clearly shocked by the appearance of Master Fuli.

Lin Ying also showed a hint of surprise, seemingly puzzled that Master Fuli knew Lin Hao.

How could Master Fuli possibly be connected to the Entertainment City owner?

【Where's my cargo?】

An Sheng wore a peculiar expression, glancing at Lin Hao—who clearly waited here to greet Lin Ying—then at Lin Ying, before typing a message on his phone and holding it up for Lin Hao to see.

Clearly, Lin Fujie had misunderstood something, thinking An Sheng wanted a foot massage and had booked a private room at Lin Hao's club through personal connections, and that Lin Hao was deliberately waiting here to welcome Lin Fujie.

「In the truck.

Seeing Master Fuli write, Lin Hao, still looking slightly aggrieved, snapped back to attention, glanced at Lin Dong, then pointed toward the parking lot. He wasn't surprised Master Fuli could read and write—his hedgehog grandmother had communicated with people in Hao Village by writing long before the speaker was developed.

His hedgehog grandmother not only knew both simplified and traditional characters but also had solid Russian skills and understood old Soviet jokes.

So even if Master Fuli liked telling American hell jokes, Lin Hao found nothing strange about it.

After Master Fuli raised his phone, the atmosphere remained silent and still.

Lin Hao led the image guards to a cargo truck in the corner of the parking lot; one of the guards swiftly ran to the truck's tool box, retrieved a hydraulic cutter, and handed it to Lin Hao.

After the cargo box was locked, no key was provided, to prevent any complications.

His hedgehog grandmother was cautious, for she didn't know what Master Fuli intended to do with this item.

But due to Master Fuli's intimidation, she chose to have custom weapons made on Baodao and shipped them to Xia Dong via tax-free channels—so even if Master Fuli went on a rampage with a hammer on the streets, no trace would lead back to her.

「Rattling」

Lin Hao put on gloves, picked up the hydraulic cutter, instinctively wiped it down completely, then snipped the chain securing the truck's cargo door and opened the sealed container.

As the nearly seven-meter-long cargo box opened, a strong pine scent surged out; inside, dim and empty, sat a forklift pallet, with a rectangular object bound tightly by canvas ropes, secured in place by cargo hooks.

「.

Seeing the hammer inside the truck, Lin Hao's eyes flickered with a subtle expression. He slowly turned and addressed Master Fuli, who was being held like a child by Lin Dong:

「We couldn't guarantee the steel pipe used as a handle for the safe-welded hammer, so Grandma ordered a shock-absorbing hammer specially made for Master Fuli.

「Its total weight is 1. tons—equal to the weight of the safe you originally used.

「1. tons?

Lin Ying showed no surprise—she had personally witnessed Master Fuli wrestling a prehistoric crocodile like a gecko on a dam—but Lin Shu and Lin Bingyun, upon realizing the details of this transaction, clearly looked stunned.

Especially Lin Bingyun, the elegant, intellectual old steward, nearly dropped her jaw.

「Ying ying.

An Sheng leapt from Lin Ying's arms onto the truck, stood upright on his hind legs, gripped the canvas ropes with his tiny fox paws, and tore away the ropes that had restrained the hammer during transport.

An Sheng walked to the back of the hammer and gently grasped the extended handle, clearly adjusted to his body size.

「Creak—」

An Sheng gripped the hammer's handle and pulled; the truck's suspension emitted a sharp crack, slowly bouncing up and down.

「Rattling—」

As the hammer swayed, a metallic clinking sound gradually emerged from within.

The shock-absorbing hammer's design features an internal cavity filled with steel balls; when swung, the balls move by inertia to cancel out recoil, preventing bounce-back.

No one had ever experienced being struck by this 1. -ton shock hammer, but from a mechanical standpoint, the design was perfectly reasonable.

「Ying ying ying—」

An Sheng lifted the hammer to test its feel, then waved to the people outside the truck, signaling them to move back, lest he accidentally hit them when he swung.

After all,

a 1. -ton object hitting you hurts—and might leave bruises.

An Sheng picked up his big hammer, manifested his three-tailed form, raised the massive iron hammer diagonally overhead, and stepped lightly from the truck onto the ground.

Under the moonlight, the small fox standing upright—barely eighty centimeters tall—wielded a hammer 1. meters long and 0. meters wide, its three tails swaying, creating a scene of striking visual power.

「Whoosh whoosh whoosh—」

An Sheng stepped back slightly and tested the handle's strength by swinging the shock hammer.

Of course, since he wasn't here for revenge, An Sheng carefully controlled his power, avoiding damage to the parking lot, which had clearly just been repaired.

After testing the handle's strength, the little fox couldn't help but chuckle.

Large blunt weapons are great!

Master Fuli specializes in dealing with tough-skinned spirit beasts.

Don't talk. Let me hit you with one swing.

After a 「thud, now we know who's the king and who's the territory lord—you may speak freely now, and reason with Master Fuli.

Yet.

Just as Master Fuli imagined his future, swinging the hammer to gain 「+3 Faith Power」 and treating the giant iron hammer like a scythe, his wish list suddenly flickered.

【Aaoaoao? Aowu? Bai, galloping across the sea, spotted a strange large vessel. As he approached to inspect and rob it, someone on the ship suddenly raised a long-barreled weapon resembling an RPG. Bai's mouth, rear, and fur were all stuck. Bai, terrified, cried out for help from Master Fuli.】

【Wish fulfilled: Fox Brother, save me!】

An Sheng saw the wish list flashing, opened the message, and at a single glance, nearly bulged his eyes:

「Stuck… chemical adhesive weapon? Holy shit! Did Bai just rob a regular military unit?

「No! Who the hell has a regular military unit sailing a big boat? The coast guard just re-paints their big boats and calls them official!

「What the hell did Bai run into?

An Sheng, reading the details of the wish, realized something was wrong—these people aboard the big boat weren't regular military.

But they clearly understood spirit beasts well and carried specialized tech weapons against them.

「Ying ying ying!

An Sheng tossed the giant iron hammer back into the truck's cargo box, took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and let out a sharp, clear yelp toward the sea:

「Come on, pups! Relay Fox Brother's order: send the Golden Lion to notify the Orca clan!

「They've gone too far! Gluing our Bai!

「Once you find them, have the dolphins notify me!

The little fox leapt onto the truck roof, tilted his head toward the moon, and let out a loud, resonant yelp.

「Hmm?

The hedgehog grandmother, who had been soaking and grooming her fur in the pavilion above, heard the fox's cry and the content of Master Fuli's words—suddenly her forehead throbbed.

「These kids today are so annoying—always full of blood and fire, always fighting and killing.

「Zhi zhi zhi!

The hedgehog grandmother stood up from the bath, spread her arms, and signaled her three maids to come and dry her off—she was done soaking.

Compared to her favorite bath and grooming,

the hedgehog grandmother cared far more about what that stinking fox would stir up next.

(End of Chapter)