Chapter 352: The Boss Said I Can

“Huh!?”

“What did the python bite?”

“No way! Where would a python come from in Changancheng?!”

After hearing the dorm supervisor’s shout, An Sheng the fox first froze, then snapped back to awareness.

An Sheng had seen that python before—in his past life, he’d fought one in the village over two cakes of Lao Ban Zhang.

That thing thrived in warm, humid climates and typically only appeared in Yunnan and Guangxi. In his past life, when big-leaf Pu’er milk tea became trendy, his company sent a team there to negotiate procurement for flavoring tea to supply beverage companies.

An Sheng had plenty of PVP with pythons, because the most cost-effective Pu’er tea came from arboreal leaf drop—the kind known for intense flavor and strength, also called Golden Leaf.

While sweeping leaves in the tea zone, he’d often encounter erratic pythons—each with hooked fangs—and every time, he’d shiver, terrified the beast might one day sink its teeth into his crotch.

He never imagined the very thing he’d feared in his past life would happen again in this one.

“How hot and damp must his crotch be to lure a python into nesting? Doesn’t it fear mold?”

Though puzzled why a python would appear in Changancheng—where none should exist—An Sheng quickly hid his sheepskin flight jacket and saddle bag inside the dorm supervisor’s room.

The dorm supervisor stared, dumbfounded, her face darkening as she looked at the fox acting like he owned the place.

Meanwhile, as An Sheng hid his things, students in the dorm began pouring out, combing their hair as they headed toward the College of Animal Science, eager to see the spectacle across the way.

The newly established College of Agricultural Science originally enrolled students from freshman to senior year, including internships, all together.

But because Animal Science students often ate Agricultural Science students’ assignments—or Agricultural Science students’ assignments poisoned Animal Science students’ work—the two colleges frequently engaged in dorm-based PVP.

Though reforms had been implemented and the original upperclassmen had graduated,

the professors and deans had not.

When the top is corrupt, the bottom follows suit. Even today, with separate campuses, the two colleges still despised each other.

Today, Animal Science was in trouble.

Agricultural Science faculty and students had come to mock them.

“Mmmmm!”

Seeing Yu Xueqing stumble out in her one-piece pajamas, dazed and groggy, An Sheng quickly called out to her.

“Oh, it’s Xiao An! Good morning.”

Yu Xueqing, spotting the fox in front of the dorm office, paused, greeted the dorm supervisor, then picked up the fox and tucked him into her arms, nuzzling him affectionately.

Then, as if remembering something, she turned to the dorm supervisor and said: “Xiao An is a genuine stray pet. It’s a grave moral failing to feed foxes but never adopt them. I don’t keep pets.”

Her expression was serious, not joking—but Mo Yiqing and the others were casually petting the fox as if it were perfectly normal.

The dorm supervisor glanced at them, said nothing, but gave a strange look: “Whether you keep pets or not is your counselor’s business, not mine. Go check on Animal Science—they say it’s pretty bad.”

When Animal Science had emergencies, it wasn’t rare for them to send for Yu Xueqing to negotiate.

After all,

Yu Xueqing’s innate affinity with animals was so strong even the head dean of Animal Science wanted to take her as a disciple—not just as a graduate student, but as a true heir.

On the day Yu Xueqing graduated her fifth-year internship, the head dean and all branch deans would lead their graduate students in high-intensity PVP.

Everyone might not know about spirit beasts.

But could the deans not know?

With Yu Xueqing’s full cooperation, they no longer had to fear being beaten by spirit beasts in their research.

…………

“What happened now?”

Passing through the metal gate, Yu Xueqing faced a group of anxious Animal Science counselors. She frowned and asked them:

“The python in the lab escaped and bit a student in his dorm.”

“The bite’s in a too-sensitive spot—we dare not pull it off. Talk to the snake. Get it to release the hostage first, and we’ll agree to anything.”

The counselors knew Yu Xueqing well—no small talk, just straight to the point. They told her what happened and urged her to go negotiate with the damn snake and free the hostage.

Though the python wasn’t large, the bite location was far too critical—forcibly removing it would cause severe tissue tearing, making the situation dire.

When Yu Xueqing arrived at the dorm, the ambulance had just pulled up.

“Counselor!”

“My brother’s been with me for years—I’ve never given him a single moment of comfort. Amputate! Counselor, cut off my thigh, but don’t hurt my brother!”

The student bitten by the python felt no pain yet, only panic mixed with a strange logic as he pleaded with the counselor:

“He’s never had a moment of happiness—please don’t hurt him! He’s just a kid!”

“Calm down,” said the female counselor, only a few years older than the student.

“Modern medicine is advanced. We can clean it up and reattach it. The doctor’s right outside. Besides, we’ve already sent for Yu Xueqing. It’ll be fine.”

“We’ll do everything to save you. Hold still. Don’t move and agitate the python.”

“Yu Xueqing’s coming?”

The bitten student froze, instantly wiping away his tearful expression, forcing a stoic, resolute face, his voice low:

“Old Chen, don’t worry.”

“A mere python? How could it harm me? Even if Jin Qianbao rode on me, it’d be nothing.”

Knowing Yu Xueqing was coming, Mo Yiqing—her roommate—would almost certainly come to watch the show.

Four years of school, barely read two books, yet never missed a campus beauty poll.

Before Mo Yiqing the Rich Sister, even if bitten by Bai Su Zhen, he’d still pretend to be a tough guy.

“Here she comes! Yu Xueqing’s here! Make way!” came the counselor’s shout from the hallway, shooing onlookers.

Yu Xueqing entered the male dorm and saw a student in shorts, leaning against the wardrobe, frowning deeply as he stared at the python gripping him.

His three roommates were dressed neatly, as if preparing for a wedding.

“Classmate… are you alright?”

Seeing the bizarre scene, Yu Xueqing blinked, instinctively asking the bitten student.

“Can’t harm me a bit—it’s stuck on me.”

The student said, relaxed.

“.”

Though Yu Xueqing didn’t understand his meaning, she instinctively felt he was flirting—but she paid it no mind. Instead, she crouched and patted the python’s tail tip:

“Hey! You’re bad! No food for you.”

“Sssss—”

Suddenly, images flashed through the python’s mind. It paused, then emitted a series of muffled hisses.

“I’m a good snake.”

“But I can’t let go.”

“Lingniu’s boss said: the fat cat is unjust—don’t blame me for being heartless.”

“I can’t let go.”

The python replied vaguely to Yu Xueqing. An Sheng, perched on her shoulder, froze—Lingniu’s boss?

Who the hell is that?

Isn’t this Fat Cat’s territory? Where did another boss come from?

(End of Chapter)