Chapter 2

An Sheng was still busy stuffing his face, paying no mind to the text that had appeared in his mind.

An Sheng was, in fact, already accustomed to the sudden appearance of text in his mind.

Back when he first transmigrated into the fox den, he had already sensed that he was slightly different from ordinary foxes.

Textual information would occasionally pop into his head, usually appearing in the standard format of 【Petitioner's Name and Request】 followed by 【Wish Fulfilled】.

If An Sheng could help someone fulfill their wish, he would harvest a strange kind of "Wish Power."

An Sheng wasn't sure what Wish Power was for, only that it could be applied to his body or his brain.

When applied to his body, it would strengthen his physique, though it would also make his backside feel itchy.

When applied to his brain, An Sheng would feel exceptionally clear-headed.

An Sheng could even recall his past life, specifically the look of utter disgust on his mother's face when he was born.

An Sheng used to have a habit of reading novels, and upon seeing "Wish" and "Wish Power," he immediately felt as though he might have become some sort of mountain god in the wilderness.

This so-called Wish Power was likely just another form of incense energy.

When he first thought of this, An Sheng was terrified; he could accept transmigration, but he certainly didn't want to go to some chaotic world where gods and demons ran rampant.

Being reborn as a fox was already unlucky enough; if he were to transmigrate into a chaotic world of demons, wouldn't that just add insult to injury for a life already walking on thin ice?

Fortunately, after wasting three months in the forest, he saw a helicopter with a red cross fly overhead.

An Sheng abandoned his plan to train hard, decisively fled the forest, and wanted to go into the human world to carve out a career for himself.

"Hic—"

After eating his fill, An Sheng hopped straight onto the sofa and unceremoniously clicked on the tablet computer left there for online classes.

He prepared to log into his new Penguin account and keep it running until he earned a sun icon or two.

When he first got the tablet, An Sheng had actually tried logging into all his social media accounts from his past life.

Unfortunately, none of them worked.

Even after registering a new Penguin account, An Sheng tried adding his old account from his past life.

However, the profile page was clearly a spam account, and the Penguin Space was filled with images that would get him permanently banned the moment they were posted.

He checked the cloud drive too; although the account existed, the content inside didn't match.

Recalling this, An Sheng was filled with sorrow.

If he could have logged into his past life's account, his fox life would have been complete.

Because An Sheng had three bank cards in his past life.

One was a business account, one was for daily use, and the other was a fixed-term card with online banking, hidden in a secret compartment of his desk.

With hundreds of thousands in savings, he had no idea which bastard would benefit after his death.

"If I'd known I'd become a fox, I wouldn't have bought a car, a house, or insurance, and I wouldn't have put money into fixed-term savings."

"Back then, I should have gone all-in on the 'buy 10,000 get 10,000 free' promotion at the foot massage parlor to easily realize my dream of doubling my wealth."

Scrolling through the short-video app, seeing a cyber-goddess dancing, An Sheng couldn't help but recall his unspent savings, his heart aching faintly.

"Ying—"

An Sheng lay on the chair, let out a whimper, and then painfully swiped away the livestream to browse the fox videos his pet-owner had been watching recently.

An Sheng prepared to study the poses well, to hoodwink Yu Xueqing and secure a permanent "golden rice bowl" experience card.

As for the act of being a "kept" fox, An Sheng felt no shame at all; he even thought it was quite nice.

It was a fresh feeling he had never experienced in his past life as a human.

Of course, if he were forced to eat dog food, An Sheng would politely refuse.

Just as a succubus wouldn't eat food meant for the infertile, a dignified male fox spirit naturally wouldn't eat sealed-bag dog food.

"Alright, that's enough video watching for today. Let's see if there's anyone to favor today!"

An Sheng deleted his browsing history, glanced at his Penguin account, and seeing no lewd images in the groups, felt greatly disappointed and cleared his login history.

The group members nowadays were getting worse by the day, talking about how to make money all the time; there was no future in that.

If they really wanted to make money, why not learn from him?

His fluffy fox tail stood up, and he rubbed against the legs of a woman in black silk, acting as a "flesh-and-blood arhat" for once.

An Sheng plugged the tablet into the charger, leaped up, squeezed out through the stainless steel security mesh on the windowsill, and arrived in the bare little courtyard in front of the self-built house.

An Sheng had worked hard enough in his past life; now that he was reborn as a fox, he was prepared to relax for a while.

Working hard was out of the question; he didn't even know who had benefited from the assets he'd struggled to build in his past life.

But An Sheng was very interested in "Wish Power."

Who knows, if he added enough points, maybe he could truly attain the Dao and become an immortal, and return to the concrete jungle to live a carefree life?

Although being a second-class protected fox wasn't bad, not having an ID card and the language barrier were still quite troublesome.

"Today, Aqing's wishes are to watch the house, block the dog hole, and fix the door lock..."

An Sheng held his breath and focused, sinking his consciousness into his mind, where a list of text appeared.

On the list were various 【Wishes】.

However, most of the wishes were completely absurd.

For example, a primary school student on the list wished for An Sheng to blow up the Youth Palace so they wouldn't have to go there every day for health and physical education classes.

Another one, a hand-dancing enthusiast in town, said they had asked Goddess Mazu today and could go out to sea on a speedboat, so they wished for An Sheng to help them grab territory and farm in the Eagle Kingdom.

What the hell is "farming"? Is that really farming? I can't even be bothered to expose you!

An Sheng didn't even look at those bizarre wishes; he was currently living well in Zhangxizhen.

He didn't want to accompany that guy across the ocean just for a small wish, carrying a "Chicago Typewriter" at night to bleed in the streets and fight the FBI.

I am a dignified second-class protected fox of the Xia Kingdom; isn't it going too far to ask me to participate in a shootout in the Eagle Kingdom?

Let alone a second-class protected animal, even a first-class protected panda couldn't stop a 7.62mm caliber bullet.

Xia Kingdom's animal protection laws don't work in the Eagle Kingdom!

Besides bizarre wishes, most people were actually asking "Lord Fuli" for marriage luck.

However, An Sheng was numb from looking at them.

Still asking for marriage luck? In my past life, I had a car and a house, and I was still a single dog; in this life, I don't even have an ID card!

Wishing for marriage luck from a two-life single dog—all I can say is you guys have quite the imagination.

"The door lock is broken; let me see what's going on!"

An Sheng arrived in front of the courtyard gate, stood on his hind legs, pulled open the slightly ajar iron gate, pushed out a rattan chair from the yard, and jumped onto it to study the lock.

"Hmm, it seems the lock cylinder won't spring back? Must be because it hasn't been used in too long, right?"

"Yu Xueqing seems to have returned to her hometown to live because she was researching tea tree planting during the summer vacation; her family usually lives in the city."

An Sheng fiddled with the mechanical lock for a while and roughly knew what the problem was; mechanical structures usually weren't easy to break.

If there was a problem, it usually just needed lubrication or rust removal, but if it was truly broken, there was no saving it.

"But where is a fox like me going to get a bottle of WD-40 to spray on it?"

An Sheng looked at the lock, grumbling to himself.

In such a large house, besides Yu Xueqing's clothes and an electric scooter, there was nothing else.

There wasn't even a refrigerator in the house.

If it weren't for Yu Xueqing having to prepare food for herself, there might not even be a gas cylinder.

Because for Yu Xueqing, two meals a day could basically be solved at the neighbor's fast-food restaurant.

Ten yuan for two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes—tasty and not expensive.

Just as An Sheng was thinking about going next door to borrow some repair tools,

A middle-aged man in a straw hat on the asphalt road outside the self-built house looked at An Sheng with a face full of dark lines.

An Sheng noticed the middle-aged man, immediately felt amused, and raised his chin to greet him.

"Ying—"

Zhangxizhen Village Chief, Chen Fengshui: "..."

(End of chapter)