Chapter 309: Fur Gathering Place Group, Rave Reviews
“You wait a moment first; let me think this through.”
Seeing the ear fox leap up and cry out in protest, even revealing some secrets, An Sheng froze, then quickly raised his hand to clamp the fox’s snout shut.
As the Fox Lord gripped its mouth, the Fox King floated midair, its tiny legs kicking desperately against nothing, unable to touch the ground.
After struggling for a while, the Fox King slumped, utterly defeated, abandoning its futile efforts.
“You’re saying none of those jars and bottles in that room belong to you—all of them were freshly cut by Wang Ya and soaked in formaldehyde.”
The sight of the formaldehyde-soaked animal penises deeply shocked An Sheng, leaving him momentarily stunned; after a long pause, he released the ear fox and pointed toward the hidden room behind the invisible door, his face filled with awe.
“.”
After a moment of silence, the ear fox spoke: “Now that it’s come to this, I have nothing left to hide—but I must reiterate: I am a normal fox, and Wang Ya’s affairs have nothing to do with me!”
Human society-specialized spirit beasts are a subtype of spirit beasts that evolve in response to their environment; their bodies and minds align with human thought and logic, and even their instinctive absorption of spirit particles triggers stranger forms of evolution.
The ear fox is a human society-specialized spirit beast.
Its thinking is extremely human-like—even after losing a dominance struggle, it still insists on throwing in a few defiant remarks; had the Fox Lord not pulled out the butterfly knife, it would’ve definitely spat out some threats: “The river shifts east and west every thirty years.”
The ear fox knows about Wang Ya’s affairs, but it will never speak of them—it finds the whole thing embarrassing.
But if the blame is pinned on its own head, the ear fox figures there’s nothing left it can’t say.
“The truth might be even more twisted than you imagine.”
The ear fox took a deep breath and said gravely: “The penises in the collection room weren’t freshly cut—they were all medicinal penises bought by Wang Ya, then soaked and swollen in formaldehyde solution.”
“I reiterate: this has nothing to do with me! I offered no guidance or incitement—I was merely an observer!”
“Perhaps because Wang Lei committed too many sins, Wang Ya never liked men or women during middle and high school, and felt nothing for beastfolk either—she was drawn to furry beastmen.”
“She’s a therianthrope fetishist, but since no true beastmen exist in human society, her circle developed furry cosplay and fabricated beastman personas for themselves after donning the suits.”
The ear fox’s voice grew rough, as if recalling something horrifying, trembling slightly as it spoke:
“Wang Ya’s beast persona is a two-tailed fox.”
“Don’t ask why two tails—because two tails can mimic reins.”
“She never dared speak of it—once, she put on her beast suit in front of me and went mad, begging me to f*** her.”
“She’s the pervert!”
“It’s all Wang Ya’s fault! Even I, a fox, think she’s a pervert—how can a human be this perverted? Everything here—the collection, the beast suits in the bedroom—all sewn by her.”
As it recalled those past events, the ear fox’s face was filled with panic and terror.
It was a female fox, and even during mating season, foxes carefully select partners, build nests together, and only then reproduce and raise offspring.
But the beast-suited Wang Ya didn’t care about any of that—she simply grabbed the ear fox and rubbed her face against it.
Lost in her fantasy, she imagined a handsome, fur-covered beastman, strong and powerful, wrapping his arms around her waist, pinning her against the wall, his gaze filled with aggression and dominance as he kissed her.
“Sss…”
An Sheng sucked in a sharp breath, staring at the ear fox, now clutching its head in visible agony.
“I think I finally understand why the ear fox tormented Wang Lei’s family. Modern humans’ sexual kinks are just too far ahead.”
For some reason, after hearing the ear fox’s account of its experiences with Wang Ya,
An Sheng suddenly felt he didn’t dislike the WeChat group [Fur Gathering Place] quite so much anymore.
Over there, they’re genuine—fluffy, soft, adorable, hugging their moms, kissing and cuddling.
The ear fox sat on the floor, back against the door, clutching its head in pain; An Sheng sighed, gazing at the invisible door and said:
“So everything inside the room—”
“Is just material for Wang Ya’s daydreams.”
An Sheng patted the ear fox’s shoulder and sighed: “Don’t worry—I’m fair. When Wang Ya returns to normal, I’ll help you get revenge.”
“No!” The ear fox cried out in alarm.
“Huh?” An Sheng frowned.
“She’ll get her fix!” The ear fox’s eyes held profound gravity. “The scorpion-king form Wang Ya is now is her most normal state.”
"Now, Wang Ya in her Scorpion King form is her most normal state."
Now that you mention it, I suddenly remember last night when I hammered her into the ground and she wiggled her ass out.
Was she genuinely surrendering—or was she so turned on she came out just to beg for more?
Was she genuinely surrendering last night, or did she just get off and came out to scam something?
An Sheng had never met Wang Ya, but he could imagine just how intense she was.
Yet on the other hand, Wang Ya’s current fate could be seen as either accidental or inevitable.
This girl has too many elements.
Archaeology student, hidden fur fetishist, rich and idle.
Any one of those traits alone would send someone hurtling straight into spirit beast and spirit particle research.
“Tomorrow Wang Ya’s having surgery—please, send me to jail! I can’t bear to see her again.”
Though the ear fox was no good fox, An Sheng wasn’t heartless—he stayed to help clean up Wang Ya’s collection after learning their story.
The ear fox looked at An Sheng and suddenly spoke:
The fennec fox turned to An Sheng and suddenly spoke.
An Sheng shook his head: “You still have to help me gather intelligence. The lumbermen handle what they can, and what they can’t, I must handle even more.”
“When Wang Ya returns to normal, I’ll arrange for her to live on campus—you won’t see her. But if you don’t work hard gathering intel, I’ll lock you two in the same room.”
"When Wang Ya returns to normal, I'll arrange for her to stay on campus—you won't see her. If you don't work hard to gather intelligence, I'll lock you two in the same room."
Wang Ya = ear fox < Wang Ya.
The Wang family’s web of relationships is like this—mutual restraints, where losing one member breaks the balance, like a missing corner in the Five Elements or Eight Trigrams, unable to generate or counteract.
An Sheng once thought Wang Ya wasn’t important.
Now he saw: Wang Ya was crucial—she had the ear fox completely under her thumb.
Holding Wang Ya meant gripping both Wang Lei and the ear fox by the throat.
An Sheng wasn’t boasting.
After combined evaluations from Yu Xueqing, Mo Yiqing, Ling Ren, and Tang You, he, as a fox, ranked top-tier in both appearance and tactile appeal.
Touch him once, and you’d never forget.
Wang Ya? A mere trifle—one hand could crush her.
“Fox Lord Dad… can you send me to jail?”
Two foxes stood before the villa, watching the garbage truck drive away.
“Find the ferocious beast first. Until then, Wang Ya won’t be allowed to live on campus.”
"Wait until you find the ferocious beast. If you don't, Wang Ya won't be allowed to stay on campus."
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