[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent":3,"chapter-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-295":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Fox Has No Malicious Intent",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340748,4575,"Chapter 295: The Fox King","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-295",295,"\u003Cp>“Brother, come over! Over there’s no fun—humans are oppressing us foxes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gray-black fox, claiming to be a Arctic fox but looking exceptionally scruffy, turned its head toward An Sheng and gestured for him to follow into the Foxes’ Foot Bath City for some fun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, you look really scruffy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the hairless black fox, An Sheng’s lips twitched slightly as he muttered a comment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arctic fox across from him wasn’t just ugly—it was genuinely, profoundly scruffy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ninety-nine percent of its body had no fur, yet stubborn tufts of coarse hair clung stubbornly to the base of its neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft! It’s molting season—patches of fur are falling off everywhere, so I just had someone shave me clean so I don’t shed into my food bowl.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arctic fox, its black skin exposed, turned back to An Sheng and cooed: “Hurry up and come over!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng leapt up, jumping from the counter in front of the bathhouse to the floor, heading toward the [Fox Club].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey hey hey! You can’t go over there! Brother, please, don’t cause trouble!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bathhouse receptionist, seeing the customers’ pets running wild across the floor, panicked and scrambled out from behind the counter to catch the little fox.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pet storage service.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The worst thing to fear wasn’t Pet A riding on Pet B, or Pet B turning around and riding Pet A—it was pets escaping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riding was fine inside the cages, but if a pet ran away from storage, the bathhouse had to pay compensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother! Fox brother, please, come back to your cage! I’ll buy you cat treats!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The receptionist moved fast, but she still couldn’t catch the little fox—she could only watch helplessly as the customer’s fox followed the wild fox away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She arrived in front of the [Fox Club], staring at the dozens of adult red foxes lining up inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red foxes waiting in the lobby also noticed the unexpected visitor outside and immediately turned to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… sorry to interrupt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The receptionist, surrounded by the gaze of dozens of foxes, swallowed hard and quietly backed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng was affectionately called “little fox” by Yu Xueqing because, among foxes, he was barely in his adolescent stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether Arctic foxes or red foxes, adults measured 50 to 90 centimeters in body length, and with their 60-centimeter tails, they were a full 1.5 meters long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of plump, robust red foxes squatted in line in the Fox Club’s lobby. Even a lighter-weight predator would feel intimidated by them, let alone the bathhouse receptionist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.” The receptionist sat in front of the club’s entrance, glaring with silent resentment at the only exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be polite, little mouse, help yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the receptionist who couldn’t enter, An Sheng followed the Arctic fox through a side door into the club. The red foxes lining up at the entrance were waiting for claw-sharpening service, so their queue was especially long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Foxes living in the city walked on smooth ceramic tiles, marble floors, or soft grass—there simply weren’t many surfaces suitable for claw-sharpening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arctic fox led An Sheng through a side passage leading to the ear-cleaning room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emerging from the passage, they entered a bright corridor where shelves along the walls held piles of meat snacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arctic fox picked up a dried shrew from a wooden basin and offered it to An Sheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shrew.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng stared at the peacefully dead shrew, his expression freezing as he looked at the Arctic fox leading him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think it’s called a shrew? I’m not sure about these things—these little rodents used to be everywhere, but lately they’ve gotten rarer. If you want fresh ones, you have to wait and watch for them.” The Arctic fox said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “lately” the Arctic fox mentioned referred to the period before the Lin Forest Fox Farm transitioned into a research institute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fur foxes lived in cages and couldn’t hunt shrews from the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after the farm became a research institute, over four hundred thousand fur foxes were either discarded if sick, or half-sold, half-gifted to adopters—or directly released into red fox territories via Da Fei’s channels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The foxes remaining in the [Fox Kingdom] were the smartest and most obedient among the four hundred thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“. The Changancheng lumberjacks’ shrew-based bio-monitoring system is completely dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the Arctic fox complain, An Sheng’s first thought wasn’t whether shrews tasted good—it was that the lumberjacks had given up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrews, commonly called pointed-nosed little rodents, had poor eyesight but possessed echolocation abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plus, they were highly adaptable and didn’t hibernate, widely distributed across Northeast, Southwest, and Northwest regions. The lumberjacks of Changancheng built a “Spirit Beast Bio-Monitoring Defense Network” based on shrews, with other small animals as auxiliaries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any spirit beast in Changancheng couldn’t escape the lumberjacks’ biological surveillance and camera monitoring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A modern-day heavenly net and earthly trap, indeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But foxes’ diets included rodents—besides the especially tough bamboo rats, all other rodents were one of the foxes’ main protein sources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrew populations met their end when encountering foxes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only could they not monitor the [Fox Kingdom], but any shrew that moved two steps too slowly faced total extermination by the foxes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around the [Fox Kingdom] lay a forbidden zone that forced shrews to stop dead in their tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, listen to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arctic fox, sprawled on a padded table, was about to impart urban legends about human life when a beautiful female technician beside him picked up a fresh goose-feather brush and gently probed inside its ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arctic fox curled its legs up, eyes half-lidded, utterly blissed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng, lying on another table, received the same treatment—four female technicians surrounded the two foxes, expertly attacking every sensitive spot on their bodies; An Sheng’s entire body went numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even felt a sudden urge to urinate—all his muscles relaxed so completely he nearly lost control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s this about?” An Sheng, dazed and half-delirious, turned his head to ask the Arctic fox.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Humans are evil!” The Arctic fox, still euphoric, managed to muster enough energy to say:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, you might feel great now, but when we get sick, all those humans who treated us so kindly will unhesitatingly dump us into the forest to fend for ourselves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They even drive deep into the mountains to dump us, so we can’t find our way back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Humans are terrible—we’ve seen this happen too many times. Believe me, even your master doesn’t bring you along when she goes to have fun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When your master comes back, bite her right on the thigh—join us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Under the Fox King’s leadership, we foxes live a life of plenty—every morning, we only need to decide what to eat, which little fox to ride, and what kind of pleasure service to enjoy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We have food, drink, veterinarians, club technicians—all gifts from the Fox King. We thank the Fox King.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Fox King…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes! The Fox King is the greatest—he can do anything, even summon wind and rain!” said the Arctic fox.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1169,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.948Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0771195a7456ebbde9c14ae29407b78249ec9cf01f68b67ad3d8a57d6a28438c","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-296","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-294",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]