[{"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-320":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},2340773,4575,"Chapter 320: Musk Deer","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-320",320,"\u003Cp>«BOOM—»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A metal hammer, like a falling meteor, slammed into the forest, sending foxes fleeing and mice scurrying; black smoke surged skyward, but as soon as it began to drift, it was scattered by the rotor winds of two armed helicopters hovering above, slowly drifting away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Perfect landing!»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light-as-swallow Master Fuli floated gently onto the treetop canopy, stepped on branches, leaped forward, rolled through several midair somersaults, and stood firmly on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Master Fuli landed steadily, the armed helicopters circled away, casting two sunlike beams directly onto the ground, using searchlights to help Master Fuli lock onto the musk deer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Wang—»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The musk deer, though startled by the searchlight’s lock, opened its mouth lined with tusks, its expression grim as it let out a threatening roar toward the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its voice was peculiar—its body small, roughly the size of an Alaskan malamute, with continuous barks echoing endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Humans! How dare you come here, intruding into my forest? My patience has limits!»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The musk deer’s tone trembled, yet for some reason, it still prepared to stand its ground against humans to the death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«BOOM—»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something towering within the forest seemed to swing its massive arm, stirring violent winds that snapped trees mid-trunk, toppling them across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the musk deer’s gaze, a white four-tailed fox, one arm gripping the handle of a giant hammer slung over its shoulder, stepped slowly out of the forest, facing the gray musk deer directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«A fox!?»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Master Fuli emerge, the musk deer’s nostrils, which had been constantly flaring as it sniffed the air, froze in shock—but when it saw the fox raising the metal hammer, it instantly understood what was happening, its face twisting into a ferocious snarl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the musk deer’s belly, at a position resembling a human navel, bulged a sac. As the musk deer’s emotions surged, the sac split open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The musk deer took a deep breath; its chest cavity rippled as if brewing something—then a five-colored stream of air, carrying an exotic fragrance, erupted from the sac, spraying evenly outward to permeate the surrounding air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Do you know»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«what this is on my face?»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fuli looked at the musk deer, no bigger than its own hammer, raised a hand, pointed to the gas mask on its cheek, and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Individual combat protective gear, effectively blocking toxic gases, dust, bacteria, and poisonous vapors from entering my nose. Still not getting it?»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shock-absorbing hammer Master Fuli held high was built entirely to resemble a large safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>1.8 meters tall, 1.2 meters wide, 0.9 meters deep, weighing over a ton and several hundred jin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Against fungal parasites or Jin Qianbao, An Sheng could swing it without hesitation—but this musk deer was far too small, barely larger than an adult husky, its bones clearly not built to withstand heavy blows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng worried that if he swung once, Wang Qiqi would have to sweep up the musk deer’s remains piece by piece with a broom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Fuck your protection!»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The musk deer cursed, turned, and bolted away, its abdominal sac still continuously spewing scent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Provoking the predator, using its agile speed to leap through the canopy—this was its strategy; when the predator became engulfed in the mind-altering musk, it would strike from ambush with a killing blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Huh!?»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fuli, who had only intended to extract the musk and go home, froze in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«What the hell? You’re a herbivore—how is your mouth this foul?»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng the fox was stunned—he never expected a vegetarian to speak such venomous words. Then, as he regained his composure, his face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fuli swung the giant hammer with both arms, adopting a golf swing stance, and brought it down hard on a tree trunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the power of a primordial beast behind it, the hammer’s edges seemed sheathed in blades. When it struck the trunk, it did not shatter the wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, the central section of the trunk, as if sliced by a divine blade, bent slightly under the hammer’s force and shot like a projectile into the forested hills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«BOOM—»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The musk deer had just leapt clear of the trunk when a section of the log, trailing a blur, slammed into the tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thunderous crash, the broken log, sharp as a blade, forcibly severed the massive tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The log itself disintegrated into wood fibers, scattering into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«???»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the musk deer was utterly stunned—it had never imagined such power could come from such short legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«BANG—»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another impact rang out; another broken log shot from the forest and slammed beside the musk deer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the log scraped across the ground, a shallow trench appeared clearly on the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grass and shrubs struck by the log shattered instantly under the terrifying force, their sap splattering across the musk deer’s face, as if screaming some cruel, merciless truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold, damp plant sap landing on the musk deer’s cheeks felt warm—like blood seeping from its own body—sending its legs trembling with terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«BOOM—»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«BOOM—»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One broken log, then another, followed by shattered rocks—each slammed around the musk deer and across the forested hills. The musk deer had succeeded in enraging Master Fuli—but it never imagined that its “short legs,” once enraged, had become a mortar battery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, objects capable of inflicting grievous injury—or worse, death—shot out from the dark forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The musk deer could dodge countless times—but it only needed to be grazed once by any of these high-speed projectiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would die right where it stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Wang wang wang—»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing its dire situation, the musk deer, though terrified, gritted its teeth and sprinted at full speed toward the coal mine, as if something there mattered more than its own life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the searchlight’s beam from the helicopters, Master Fuli didn’t need to aim at all—wherever the light pointed, the objects launched by the hammer struck exactly there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The musk deer fled at full speed; behind it, the forest floor collapsed as it passed, soil and rocks erupting upward, hammering its rear end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«BANG—»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rock shot from the forest and struck the massive boulders piled around the coal excavation site.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rock shattered, exploding into deadly shrapnel that scattered in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The musk deer, having leapt upward thinking it had escaped the danger by a fraction of a second, suddenly felt searing pain in its rump—its face contorted, its leap broken, and it tumbled to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fragment of shrapnel, upon impact, skidded and ricocheted, striking the musk deer’s bell with full force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The musk deer could no longer maintain its graceful posture; it tumbled helplessly down the open-pit coal mine and crashed onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it realized what had happened, the searchlight once again pinned it in its glare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fuli stood atop the coal mound, wearing its mask, its fox eyes glowing faintly, gripping the giant hammer as it stared down at the musk deer in the pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Now!»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«I advise you to be reasonable. Otherwise, this next swing from above will scatter your remains all across the mine.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Wang»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The musk deer, its dream of dominance shattered, collapsed onto the ground and feigned death, refusing to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Master Fuli, the musk deer’s escape route seems highly targeted.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With all dust settled, Wang Qiqi, descending via zip-line, looked toward Master Fuli and spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1228,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.948Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a39437e9b2b8644477176fba83aa90f36de11d504d0ceed1de7b39b4a1448610","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-321","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-319",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]