Chapter 228

"Old Man Zhiyu's wish has some real substance—he's glitching the system here!"

"After getting a husband, sacrifice all his romantic luck—this shows genuine willingness to give up and eliminates future problems."

"It's just damn too realistic."

Sitting in the car headed for the Forestry Bureau, the little fox saw Old Man Chen Zhiyu's wish and felt a headache coming on.

Even among old men, there are differences.

At least Qing's dad had sincerity, but Zhiyu's dad was a pure con artist.

Still, Zhiyu's dad's wish was relatively easy to fulfill.

A scenic spot is just scenery and features—turning the stretch of the Lele River behind the Animal Hospital into one just requires An Sheng to go out to sea at night, bring an electric device and the orca family, and have a chat with the weird fish brother to get him to take the job as manager of the Angler's Paradise.

Fishing activity.

It's somewhat like the cockroach principle: when you spot one angler nearby, there are already a dozen others lurking around you.

But the level of obsession varies—some anglers only play cyber-fishing online.

Fishing is a popular leisure activity.

It has even spawned the "black pit" industry, where pond owners stock large fish into ponds for anglers to enjoy.

The number of anglers is enormous, but a good fishing spot is extremely rare.

If a good fishing spot goes viral, it creates a suction effect, drawing anglers from all over the country.

With An Sheng's technical support and Chen Zhiyu's family providing the land, the two sides hit it off perfectly—they could easily create a dream fishing haven with unique character.

Don't even talk about hundred-jin fish—we can haul you a whole truckload of orcas. Go ahead and try to catch them.

Seriously, don't even say it.

Old Man Chen Zhiyu has real business sense—no wonder his daughter already has millions in assets at such a young age.

"The plan isn't problematic. Let's ask Chen Zhiyu when we find her? If she's interested, have the weird fish and the orcas come over, and we can all sit down and talk."

"They can control natural resources; Chen Zhiyu earns cash and can directly funnel it back to them. Whether anglers catch fish or not depends on their skill—worst case, just go into the river and fight the fish. Whoever loses gets it."

Lying in Mo Yiqing's arms, An Sheng couldn't help but nod slightly, silently giving himself a thumbs-up for his cleverness.

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The group arrived at the Forestry Bureau, where, under the guidance of staff, they entered a room, explained the whole situation, and were then given an educational briefing on environmental ecology protection.

Ecological environment isn't just about protecting the environment.

The ecological environment is a whole system—plants are a vital part, animals are another part; only when both exist together is it nature, and only then can the problems of human-environment degradation emerge.

The Forestry Bureau staff also led the group on a tour of the rescue station.

Inside were Xia Nan's red fox, a raccoon-like tanuki from the "one-evil-lot" group, and various other animals.

The recently caught Xia Guo sturgeon was there too.

But when the sturgeon saw Qing, it subtly edged toward the back of its tank, trying to distance itself from her.

"Old Laoxiang? Is that you? Old Laoxiang?"

Among the two red foxes, one noticeably plumper, upon seeing An Sheng outside the cage, showed clear delight and chirped out.

"Huh? You recognize me?" An Sheng, startled by the fox addressing him, asked.

The plump red fox turned to the slimmer one beside it and slapped its head.

"Bro?"

The slimmer fox replied with flawless North American accent.

The plump red fox looked at An Sheng, face filled with sorrow and helplessness.

How could it not tell who its old Laoxiang was?

Not just the accent—different language entirely. It couldn't understand a word that chatty red fox next door was babbling about all day. It was just… annoying as hell.

"Himan, check out your dick."

Seeing the plump fox ignore him, the slimmer fox lifted its head toward An Sheng and greeted him.

An Sheng's lip twitched slightly, then turned and patted Qing: "Qing… that fox's accent seems off. Can you ask the staff to give them separate cages? The plump fox says it wants to live with the tanuki next door."

"The skinny one says it wants to go to a bar, find a muscular fox to climb on its butt and lick avocado paste."

"Huh? A traitor among foxes?"

Qing stared at the fox enclosure, bewildered, astonished by what An Sheng had just said.

The plump one was old Laoxiang; the skinny one was a foreigner.

Qing thought for a moment.

"You mean the plump one is a North American red fox, and the skinny one is a Xia Guo red fox?"

An Sheng froze, then slowly raised a questioning eyebrow.

"Wrong way around! The plump one is a native Xia Guo Xia Nan subspecies red fox—its defining traits are gradient crimson fur and a stocky build. North American red foxes have uniform coloring and look like they're wearing black thigh-high stockings."

The Forestry Bureau staff leading the tour, overhearing Qing and An Sheng's conversation, chuckled.

For non-professional animal lovers, distinguishing subspecies within the same species can be very difficult.

Even for the Forestry Bureau, sometimes expert testing and genetic sequencing are required.

Both red foxes had been rescued and their subspecies confirmed through testing.

"Huh?"

Qing stared blankly at An Sheng, then at the two red foxes in the enclosure: "Huh???"

Qing lifted An Sheng onto her shoulder and began comparing him to the two foxes in the enclosure.

Holding An Sheng to the left, facing the plump Xia Nan subspecies fox, both had pointed ears and large, fluffy tails with a flowing, elegant look—except for slight color differences, they looked nearly identical.

Qing held An Sheng to the right, facing the North American red fox.

The contrast was obvious: An Sheng's frame was clearly larger, more robust. The North American red fox had a big tail too, but it was tight and sleek, like a French armor-piercing shell.

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Qing turned An Sheng left, then right, comparing the three foxes repeatedly.

But.

No matter how she compared, An Sheng's features matched the plump Xia Guo red fox perfectly.

Qing's eyes widened. Recalling how An Sheng had called the plump fox "old Laoxiang," a lightning bolt struck her mind: "An Sheng… you're not…?"

"Stop thinking! If you keep going, those old men at the Forestry Bureau will haul An Xian back to the deep forest in their pickup truck again." An Sheng grumbled.

Of course, with his current status, staff sending him back to the wild was unlikely.

But last time, An Sheng had been sent back.

"Uh… I have a question," Qing tightened her hold on the little fox and asked the staff.

"After rescuing small animals, how do you usually handle them? Specifically, those two foxes."

"Huh? For native species, after treatment, we release them into their respective population zones. For non-native species, it depends on the animal."

The staff paused, thinking: "Usually, to avoid negative impacts, we send them to zoos for retirement, or post information on our platform for original owners to reclaim them or qualified individuals/organizations to adopt them."

"By the way, if you actively rescue a nationally protected animal and notify us, there's a cash reward."

"Level one: two to five thousand; level two: five hundred to two thousand; level three: two hundred to one thousand."

"Ahem… this matter, could you kindly help spread the word?"

"If you see a protected animal, notify us—we'll never let you waste your time or come away empty-handed. Put it this way: our offer is always higher than the market price, right?"

Considering his position, the staff spoke very tactfully.

If you report a protected animal to us, our offer is always higher than the black-market price, right?

If you rescue a level-one protected animal and have a relevant organization, we can even come over and give you a formal commendation.

We don't do empty flattery—we go straight for the cash.

Qing's identity as a livestreamer and her content were perfect for promoting this.

But the staff feared she lacked experience, so they explained it very clearly.

(End of Chapter)