[{"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-312":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},2340765,4575,"Chapter 312: I","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-312",312,"\u003Cp>“Aqing, buy me two bags of chips—I’ve got a date with the principal’s sofa tonight!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On his way to pick up his package, An Sheng tapped Aqing as they passed the campus convenience store, asking her to scan and buy him chips; he planned to eat them on the principal’s sofa that night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better yet, food crumbs would attract ants to aggressively bite the principal’s crotch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chips won’t do! That stuff’s too heating—we don’t have cooling tea in Changancheng.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Xiao’an wanted chips, Aqing frowned, thought for a moment, then refused: “But as compensation, you can have a 500-milliliter cola today!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao’an had been exceptionally well-behaved these past few days—no begging or whining for cola, eating his low-fat meals obediently—so Aqing decided he deserved a treat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But chips? Too oily, too salty—everything except sugar content was off the charts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not even going to eat them,” An Sheng muttered, but since Aqing was treating him to cola, he let it slide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the package station, Aqing and Moyi Qing rummaged through the delivery points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To An Sheng’s stunned gaze, Moyi Qing pulled out a concrete mixer from the package station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A real, genuine concrete mixer—not large, modified from a tricycle, with a tricycle front and a mixing drum mounted at the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crane, cutter, pickaxe, hammer—all the tools of construction—Moyi Qing dumped them all into the concrete mixer, finally climbing aboard with a basin of newly sprouted pear-tree cactus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aqing also walked out from the station counter, carrying a basin of multicolored chrysanthemums.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aqing… you’re sure you and Moyi are both students from Nongxue Academy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng stared, dumbfounded, at Aqing and asked her something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of agriculture student needs a concrete mixer during studies?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Look at those laser levels, chalk lines, and high-precision surveying tools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn’t know Moyi Qing, An Sheng would’ve sworn she was heading to a construction site to pour concrete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Xiao’an’s shocked expression, Aqing grinned: “Moyi’s major is Agricultural Resources and Environment—each year, students from that program build the experimental fields.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At the start of term, we go up the mountain to collect soil and environmental samples, analyze them, then Moyi and her group tear down last year’s experimental fields and build new ones that meet environmental standards.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We grow crops, and once harvest’s done, we get vacation and go home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Qiqi took An Sheng on a campus tour—really, it was a tour of the previous year’s students’ leftovers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The campus has two kinds of experimental fields: one for students, one for professors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students in Agricultural Resources and Environment must dismantle the irrigation ditches left by seniors, eliminate contamination, then rebuild new experimental fields and adjust the soil in the student fields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crop seeds planted in the experimental fields are issued by agricultural professors, then grown and managed by students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aqing handles plant care, breeding, and studies genetic traits, plus her elective soil science.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moyi and her group manage the experimental fields and research fertilizers and soil science.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Experimental field standards are extremely strict; the real farmland where agriculture students can truly let loose lies outside campus, about five kilometers away by tricycle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Electric tricycles and tractors are provided by the school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why the school rules ban students from speeding on tricycles and tractors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The school really has tricycles and tractors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they’re all agriculture students, their specialized tracks differ—they take the same core courses, but specialized classes are separate. During studies, research and labor are done in small teams that cooperate; after graduation, they can step straight onto production lines without any training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moyi! The hammer’s with me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cables and impact drills are with me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pipe heat fusion machine and hardware are with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Moyi drove the mixer back, students from the Resources and Environment program brought out tools only seen in civil engineering—from their dorms—and tossed them into Moyi’s small mixer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These tools were just a small portion—they also had mini excavators and bulldozers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was still early; most students and the rich kids hadn’t returned yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Students in Resources and Environment are rich,” An Sheng said after seeing their jointly purchased tools:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After graduation, you’ll all be able to register your own construction companies—who else can beat you at pouring concrete?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve got bulldozers? Unreal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biochemistry, Environmental Science, Materials—these four disciplines are famously “pit majors”; without family wealth, how could anyone choose Resources and Environment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bunch of rich kids and rich girls naturally didn’t want to do manual labor pouring concrete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new era had brought mechanization and automation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moyi Qing and Tang You both studied environmental science—one’s family runs a factory, the other’s raises livestock; perfect alignment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you guys go so hard—aren’t you worried the school’ll get shut down by archaeologists?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling his experience in the Fox Kingdom and the region’s peculiar nature, An Sheng gave a wry look and teased the students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t let one digger plunge down and summon archaeologists racing over to set up crime scene tape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>1:30 a.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After eating two jin of yak beef jerky, An Sheng quietly slipped out the balcony, clutching his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello? Lin Bingyun? Come pick me up—we’re heading to the Fox Kingdom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng landed on the dorm floor, stood upright, completely ignoring the surrounding cameras, and walked out of campus, calling Lin Bingyun to send a car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scattered pandas around campus paused, startled to see Fu Li Lao Ye walking through the grounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t even pretend anymore?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng hopped onto Moyi Qing’s two-wheeled electric bike and headed straight for the campus lab building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Saying you’re going to raid your weapons room means you’re going to raid your weapons room—Fu Li Lao Ye keeps his word.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng parked the bike in front of the lab building, used his superhuman physique to crawl vertically up the wall at a ninety-degree angle, effortlessly reaching the thirteenth floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fu Li Lao Ye’s sudden appearance nearly scared the students on the thirteenth floor out of their wits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhi zhi zhi!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two golden snub-nosed monkeys, sitting in the hallway munching fruit peels, shrieked in terror, staring in panic at the fox climbing the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fu Li Lao Ye! H-how did you get here?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After their initial shock, the monkeys recognized the climber and hurriedly asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Golden snub-nosed monkey”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng blinked at the two little monkeys, then remembered something: “Oh! I know you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re that guy’s lackeys, right? I forgot the logger’s name.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Qiqi and Jin Qianbao; Wang Qiqi’s logging partner’s companion was the golden snub-nosed monkey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng forgot the man’s name, only remembered his partner was the golden snub-nosed monkey king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two golden snub-nosed monkeys here clearly were placed by that logger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eat your banana peels—I’m just here to take a stroll. Don’t worry, I won’t go inside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng assured them with complete confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1146,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.948Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","aa3d397d9e923048c8de5ab26839090dc2b6044d89c483c60e7abb2c87839ca4","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-313","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-311",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]