Chapter 341: Five-Tailed Fox

“By the way, did you see the Honorary Principal show up outside just now?”

Riding the return business vehicle, Lin Shu drove from the driver’s seat while Lin Ying sat in the second row, cradling a small fox covered in gray dust. Lin Ying paid no mind to the dirt smudging her clothes; instead, she enthusiastically used a wet wipe to clean its paws.

“Honorary Principal? Are you referring to the Honorary Principal of the newly established Nongke Academy?”

Lin Ying lifted her head, glanced at the fox, and shook her head. “I was there. I heard people mention the Honorary Principal, but I didn’t see him.”

The Honorary Principal did come to the ceramics factory to oversee operations—and he was inside the factory’s surveillance room—but aside from the explosion incident, all other actions proceeded smoothly. He did not interfere or give orders; instead, he entered the factory to retrieve all surveillance footage.

The Honorary Principal’s presence was essentially a safety measure.

Only if the situation escalated beyond the control of the Changancheng lumberjacks would he take full command of the scene.

“Really? What a shame,” An Sheng said, his tone tinged with regret.

The Honorary Principal ≈ dual-flower red stick of the Spirit Grain supply chain.

An Sheng had originally hoped to witness firsthand the legendary dual-flower red stick that Wang Qiqi held in such high regard.

…………

An Sheng returned to Phoenix City Community, took a shower, got straight into his car, and headed without delay toward the school dormitory.

“We’ll head back to prepare the ingredients. We’ll come pick up Honorary Principal Fu Li tonight.”

After dropping An Sheng off at the entrance of the Nongke Academy, Lin Ying smoothed the fox’s fur, opened the car door, smiled at him, and bid farewell—also making plans to celebrate that evening.

“Ying ying—”

An Sheng jumped down from the car, crouched on the ground, and, seeing returning students nearby, faced the vehicle, let out a soft whimper, and waved his paw in farewell.

“It’s already half past seven.”

“In a bit, Yu Xueqing’s gonna explode,” An Sheng trotted on his four little legs toward the girls’ dormitory.

But on the way home, An Sheng was startled to spot a van parked atop a large tree near the school gate.

“That car—”

“Isn’t that the same one Fatty Cat and the others drove off in? How did it end up perched over three meters up in the tree branches?” An Sheng stared, baffled, at the ruined vehicle stuck in the branches.

“Hey! Immortal Fox, could you tell me—after graduation, should I aim for a civil service position or a public institution post?”

The white fox standing still on the internal road easily drew attention. One returning student, dragging a suitcase, looked at him with devout reverence and asked the Third Fox Elder for a fortune reading.

An Sheng glanced sideways and saw an unfamiliar male college student addressing him.

Unbelievable!

Another human seeking a blessing.

“Ying ying!”

An Sheng glanced around—there were just too many returning students nearby; otherwise, he’d have scolded this male student soundly.

Civil service? Public institution? Look at you, drowning in feudal superstition—beware you get tricked into a 007 job right after graduation.

The male student, unable to understand fox speech, heard the fox’s whimper and instantly beamed. He clasped his hands together and bowed. “Thank you, Third Fox Elder, for guiding me!”

“I knew I was suited for civil service!”

“You’re suited for the factory—” A child’s tiny voice rang out along the internal road, startling the male student, who spun around searching for the brat who’d cursed him—but he saw no child anywhere.

“Eh!” The male student shuddered, grabbed his suitcase, and hurried toward the boys’ dormitory, as if something foul were chasing him.

…………

“Yu Xueqing! I’m back!”

An Sheng rode the freight elevator up, climbed through the dorm window, and grinned as he called out.

But.

When An Sheng returned to the dorm, it was completely empty—not even the air conditioner had been turned on; the air inside felt stale.

“Xiao An, when you get back, go to sleep. Mo Mo found a specialty restaurant—we’ll eat dinner and then head to Mo Mo’s rented apartment for an inspection. We’ll get you a private room there.”

The dorm was empty, but Tang You’s computer remained on, the screen stuck in a video player interface, endlessly looping a short video Tang You had recorded the night before when she left.

“Renting in Phoenix City Community?”

An Sheng froze, his expression odd. He muttered at the screen: “If you’ve got money to burn and nowhere to spend it, I’ll rent you a place! Lin Ying bought the top building in Phoenix City Community and still owns several others for servants and foreign teachers.”

“I’ll kick out the foreigners, clear out two apartments for you—no water or electricity bills, rent two hundred.”

After his rant, An Sheng beamed and dashed to the dorm’s small fridge, pulling out a chilled cola.

“Ssshh—”

The fox popped open the can, tilted his head back, and gulped down the ice-cold lime-flavored cola.

“Summon the wish list—spend it all on Physique! Pour every point of wish power into my body!”

From the Changxizhen tea duel, to He Ying’s mother and the superpower course, to Tang You’s bad luck, and the Wang Lei family’s affairs, plus the lumberjacks’ involvement.

Add the chemical plant and the surprise raid on the ruins.

An Sheng now had 27 points of wish power.

【94→121】

As An Sheng issued his spend-all command, the 27 points of wish power in the wish list turned to golden light, seeping into his limbs and bones. His total Physique points surged past 121.

“Ying ying ying—”

A tingling warmth flooded his body, making him feel as if he’d relived his past-life half-marathon—his legs buckled, and he collapsed flat on the floor, dazed from the euphoric boost.

“Crack crack.”

As An Sheng reveled in the sensation, his body began to emit sounds of bones twisting. His muzzle, once not particularly long, subtly retracted inward; his limbs rippled with muscle, gradually elongating.

His once slightly round belly stretched and thinned as his torso lengthened, the little paunch vanishing entirely.

His tiny fox paws gradually split apart, his round fingers slenderizing into something resembling human hands.

After his limbs and torso fully transformed, a bulge rose on his rump—and a fifth, brand-new, pure white, fluffy tail sprouted.

“Ying ying.”

Covered in snowy fur, with gray hair growing atop his head and pointed triangular ears, the male fox spirit lay dazed on the floor, instinctively hugging the nearest single sofa and rubbing against it.

The fox spirit wriggled and twisted on the ground like a cat that had just eaten catnip.

Only after the afterglow of the stat boost faded did An Sheng, who had felt no pain during the transformation, slowly realize what had happened to him.

“I—I have a human form?!”

An Sheng froze, then beamed with ecstatic joy, immediately looking down at his crotch.

“What?! Still pointing straight up! I can’t even hold it to pee?!”

“Disappointing.”

“But—I’ve got hands!” An Sheng stared at his palm, now resembling a human’s but covered in pink flesh pads. His original pads had been black; now, in human form, their color had slightly changed.

The fox shifted his gaze from his palm to Tang You’s computer.

“Play a couple rounds of League?”

“Nah, better play a couple rounds of CS. Then go brag on QQ group.”

“I’ve got hands now, old man.”

(End of Chapter)