[{"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-339":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},2340792,4575,"Chapter 339","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-339",339,"\u003Cp>\"Won't come out? Then I'll turn up the heat!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his gentle persuasion had no effect, Master Fuli slung the RPG onto his shoulder and fired a direct shot at the second-floor slab of the ruins, delivering his final warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Romanuo still didn’t emerge, he would burn the entire second floor of the ruins to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Wang Qiqi had already said it didn’t matter whether the ruins were intact—the most important thing was to absolutely prevent any documents from being taken overseas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boom—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fuli pulled the trigger; a rocket projectile trailing a fiery tail struck the second-floor slab at 125 meters per second, exploding into a brilliant burst of smoke and flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Master Fuli’s eyes pierced through deception—he instantly pinpointed the tomb raiders’ location and fired one RPG, shattering the leg of the thief stealing cultural relics.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Protecting Xia Nation’s vital cultural relics—devotion +3】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Master Fuli fired the RPG, An Sheng hadn’t even shaken off the lingering smell of gunpowder when suddenly a golden flash appeared in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That brilliant golden light, right then and there, appeared in An Sheng’s vision like the golden headshot marker from a domestic gunfight game he’d played before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Master Fuli’s RPG didn’t hit Romanuo directly, the blast wave at his feet swept over his entire body, lifting every camouflage scale covering his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Romanuo, in his lizard-man form, screamed as smoke and fire engulfed him, crashing to the ground and thrashing wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! Romanuo!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fuli had paused for a moment, distracted by the mental prompt—but hearing Romanuo’s scream, he kicked off the ground, gripped the rocket launcher tightly, and shouted at Romanuo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his name called, Romanuo—now restored to his natural emerald-green hue—glanced sideways instinctively while trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but his peripheral vision only caught a cylindrical object hurtling toward his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thing… was a rocket launcher? Romanuo’s mind flashed the thought, but before he could react, he was launched into the air, spinning helplessly as Master Fuli swung the launcher like a club, slamming him deep into the wall like a hanging painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wah—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fuli stared at the rocket launcher-turned-club; the entire tube had warped and twisted, the front section that collided with Romanuo now flattened and snapped clean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet pressed into the dented metal plate was the clear impression of a high-nosed, deeply featured face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng looked at the face imprinted on the steel, then at Romanuo, now pinned like a painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The imprinted face was deeply sculpted, faintly marked with lizard-scale textures—strange, yet clearly that of a handsome European man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Romanuo, now pinned like a painting, had a collapsed and crooked nasal bridge, his brow bones seemingly broken, making his once-deep eye sockets appear unnaturally bulging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fuli’s single blow had turned a European pretty boy into a Southeast Asian face—his very race altered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of stunned awe, An Sheng quickly tiptoed away from the pools of diesel fuel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Bena saw Romanuo exposed and brutally defeated by Master Fuli, her expression darkened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Romanuo had lost. The documents recently unearthed but still unsorted could no longer be taken out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This ruin was far too ancient; its written records were even more abstract than oracle bone script. Deciphering them required extensive research and deduction—and even consultation with Xia Nation’s linguists and archaeologists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For content absent even from the database, AI inference was useless—only human analysis could crack it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Romanuo’s defeat, Jin Qianbao released his grip on the spirit-metal door panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Qiqi, transformed into a leopard-woman, forced her way through the door crack into the second floor of the ruins; Jin Qianbao swiftly shut the door behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pleased to meet you, Ms. Bena.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Qiqi pulled out a syringe and jabbed it into Bena’s shoulder; the detector scanned and glowed green along the syringe’s side—Bena’s gene sequence remained entirely normal, with no signs of genetic modification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wu wu wu\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bena, gagged by Master Fuli, lay silent with a dull, lifeless expression, emitting two muffled whimpers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wang Qiqi paid her no mind; she proceeded to check everyone in the ruins, eliminating the possibility of beast-transformed warriors. Then the snake-woman entered, commanding the Caihua Original Pit Viper spirit beast to spray blood-nerve toxins, forcibly poisoning all the researchers present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The snake-woman’s toxin dose was minimal—only enough to paralyze muscles and render them immobile, not lethal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Leopard, help! The guy’s stuck to the wall!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Give him a debuff.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lumberjack entered, clearing the scene: everyone still breathing was injected with snake venom and dragged outside, laid out neatly on the concrete ground. The Monkey King, hidden in the earlier tunnel, kept watch with his sniper rifle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fox Elder! The lady outside says to deliver a message to you—and here’s your sugary cola!\" The macaque popped out of the tunnel and shouted into the ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng, busy tallying devotion gains, paused at the macaque’s \"huh-ha\" call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s the message?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The lady says Lin Xiao came—told me to notify Master Fuli!\" The macaque chattered, tossing the glass bottle of chilled cola toward An Sheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng caught the flying cola, tapped the cap with his fox-claw nails, and popped it open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it! Tell her I’ll come up after I finish here. And pass this on to Lin Ying: I’ve got a surprise waiting for her later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng told the macaque. After smashing three forest wolf-dog heads and burning the lizard, he’d unknowingly accumulated enough devotion to light up his fifth tail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng had originally planned to gather enough devotion to ascend to the fifth tail before Mid-Autumn Festival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, when he returned to Xia Dong, he’d fulfill his earlier promise to Lin Ying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was: when he grew a new tail, he’d notify her so they could celebrate together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he ascended to the fourth tail, he’d felt an all-over itchiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fifth tail should be a crucial milestone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But An Sheng didn’t know whether his gamble on boosting his physique would go smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d gathered over twenty devotion points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d never experienced this before—he worried he might get so overwhelmed he’d wet himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fuli, standing upright, walked over to Wang Qiqi holding a chilled cola, ready to ask how they planned to excavate the ruins—and whether the banners were ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t need the banner himself—but Lin Ying could easily claim it and the reward for him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, An Sheng planned to test something later: slap Romanuo twice and make him wish—see if he could uncover anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bena.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ya approached Bena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Bena, poisoned by snake venom and tightly bound by Wang Qiqi, lay on the ground, able only to flicker her eyes. Seeing Wang Ya standing before her, her face filled with sorrow, Bena mustered a sliver of strength, her lips trembling, voice weak and hoarse as a mosquito’s hum, and smiled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Been\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got zapped by a fox—totally awesome.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve never experienced it—you’re too shy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ya: \".\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this really the time to say such nonsense? You’re guilty of espionage—punishable by death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1190,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.948Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8c475bf807993b504353dbba6c325a2265d5ae45445128d801de190b9df211de","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-340","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-338",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]