Chapter 354: The Blood Feud Between the Fat Cat and the Takin

"Alright, go to sleep!"

After trying out the new live streaming equipment, Aqing put down the little fox on her shoulder, unfastened the elastic bands, and patted his butt to signal him to go play elsewhere.

After all the tossing and turning, it was five in the morning; going back to sleep was impossible.

Everyone in the dormitory was washing up. Ling Ren walked out of the bathroom full of resentment and slumped onto Tang You's single sofa, muttering: "Other school dormitories support double-occupancy bathrooms, why did our crappy school build the dorms so new! We can't even have double-occupancy, it's very inhumane."

An Sheng, who was lying on the windowsill waiting for the Fat Cat to arrive, turned his head to look at Ling Ren upon hearing this.

Aqing and Tang You had gone to the bathroom, and Mo Yiqing was standing in front of the vanity mirror grooming herself.

Because the air conditioning was on, the dormitory area and the balcony area were separated by double-layered hollow glass sliding doors.

Ling Ren's statement, which sounded like it came from a lesbian, did not attract the attention of those on the balcony.

"You really don't treat An as a person at all! Making such heaven-defying remarks in front of me, be careful or I'll go to Aqing and snitch on you."

The little fox chirped twice at Ling Ren, indicating that there were still people in the room and she should mind her image.

Ling Ren noticed the little fox, who hadn't gone to sleep and had almost blended into the curtains, and her expression froze.

Then.

Ling Ren secretly glanced at the bathroom, sneaked over to the little fox, reached out, pinched the fur on the fox's tail, and tugged hard.

"Ying?"

An Sheng tilted his head to look at Ling Ren, a bit confused by her current performance art.

Ling Ren finished tugging the fox's fluffy tail fur, and after confirming that no fox fur had been pulled out, she immediately switched to the fox's butt, using both hands to start tugging at the fur.

"I thought Aqing was just bluffing, I didn't expect the little fox to really be a genetically mutated individual. I was even saying I wanted to pull some of the little fox's white fur to weave felt..."

Seeing that the little fox was so stingy that not even a single hair could be pulled, a look of disappointment appeared in Ling Ren's eyes.

Her family ran a teahouse, from their ancestors setting up a tea stall at the pier to the large-scale commercial teahouse they had today.

In the mouths of storytellers and the writings of ancient scholars, foxes were auspicious or mysterious creatures, or perhaps contained a sense of taboo that seemed incompatible with the world.

The country-toppling, people-harming demon concubine in scholars' writings, and the fox repaying kindness in the Sichuan opera adapted from *Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio*, were all childhood memories for Ling Ren.

She grew up listening to those stories and had a hazy yearning for mysterious creatures like foxes.

But those dumb Arctic foxes in Harbin made Ling Ren very disappointed; they didn't have any of the legendary spirituality at all.

Not to mention hoping for them to repay kindness, one should thank heaven and earth if they didn't take a dump in one's own pants.

"Tugging my fur... to weave felt?"

An Sheng was stunned upon hearing this. He tilted his head to the left, unable to figure out the logic, then tilted it to the right, and his right brain crashed.

But after understanding the meaning of Ling Ren's words, An Sheng was furious.

"Heaven-defying!"

"Tugging my fur to weave felt? You come here, I'll tug your fur to weave wool pants!"

The little fox's snout struck out rapidly, beginning a fast-paced attack on Ling Ren's chest and abdomen.

But after bumping a few times, the little fox retracted his snout and used his hands to rub his nose, which had been bumped and hurt.

Ling Ren was stunned, looking at the little fox who was covering his nose with both hands as if he had bumped it and hurt it, and she threw out a question mark.

"No! Are you being polite?"

"How come when you poke Mo-Mo, Aqing, or Tang You, you don't have the action of covering your nose and rubbing it, but when it's me, you rub it? Is it polite? Little fox, are you being polite? Huh!?"

"What's wrong?" Mo Yiqing, seeing Ling Ren step back and fall to the ground as if she were performing in a grand opera, couldn't help but curiously poke her head out and ask.

"Wuwuwu— Mo-Mo, the fox is bullying me!"

Ling Ren was aggrieved, snuggling into Mo Yiqing's arms and telling the whole story.

Mo Yiqing, upon hearing this, suddenly thought of a joke.

He scolded me?

How did he scold you?

He said everything I did.

Mo Yiqing placed one hand on her own chest, measured it slightly, and then moved it to Ling Ren's chest; there was clearly a difference of three orders of magnitude.

Ling Ren suppressed her joy and said aggrievedly:

"Wuwuwu Mo-Mo, even you are scolding me."

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The cause initiated by the little fox, without anyone noticing, turned into the result of Ling Ren going everywhere seeking comfort.

"Brother! What's the matter with looking for me?"

"If you're asking about the car, it was the principal; he flew it up the slope after getting drunk."

Amidst the playful banter in the dormitory, time passed quickly. The brown and white Fat Cat waddled into the dormitory and asked An Sheng what he wanted.

"Let's talk somewhere else, it's not convenient to talk here."

An Sheng jumped off the windowsill and landed on the Fat Cat's broad back.

"Alrighty!"

The Fat Cat waddled downstairs and, in front of all the students, rode a new electric scooter toward the administration building.

The students who witnessed the panda driving were dumbfounded.

Even An Sheng was startled.

"You're being so flashy, aren't you afraid Wang Qiqi will twist off your panda head?" An Sheng asked.

"Psh, what era is this? There have been black bears showing off on unicycles and balance bars; as a fellow member of the cat family, what's wrong with driving an electric scooter to get around conveniently?"

"Even the dogs of those foreign devils have driver's licenses."

"You're of the bear family."

"No, no, no, I'm of the cat family."

Although Lord Fuli was powerful, when it came to the issue of his livelihood, the Fat Cat had to argue.

The cat family can live in cat nests.

The bear family has to live in tree holes!

Even if it meant offending Lord Fuli, the Fat Cat had to quibble.

Riding the electric scooter bought with the commission from the chemical plant, the Fat Cat carried it straight upstairs, and while it was still dark, sped through the corridor and crashed into the principal's office.

"Bang—"

After smashing the lock on the principal's office door, the Fat Cat skillfully turned on the air conditioning in the room and took two bottles of room-temperature mineral water from the small refrigerator and threw them to Lord Fuli.

"Brother, don't be polite, just treat it like your own home. We'll finish pooping before 7:30 and then run away."

"You really aren't being polite."

An Sheng complained, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said: "Something happened, do you know?"

"Hmm? What happened?" The Fat Cat was puzzled.

"A Takin secretly gave orders for the animals in the Animal Science Academy to ambush students. Such a big thing, and you don't know anything about it?" An Sheng said:

"It even said something about how if the Fat Cat is unrighteous, don't blame the Takin for being unrighteous."

"What? The Takin has actually returned?"

Upon hearing the Takin's name, the entire panda visibly tensed up, its expression changed, as if it had encountered some natural enemy, its face full of gloom:

"I didn't expect..."

"The Takin would actually dare to come back. Hasn't it learned enough of a lesson from the events of previous years? To actually dare to cause trouble in the school while I was in the back mountains."

"You... have a grudge?" An Sheng frowned and said: "If you have a grudge, why not seek revenge on each other instead of harming those innocent students?"

"Between it and me, there is a blood feud..." The Fat Cat said in a deep voice:

"The year before last, to fight for a permanent position at the protection base, it and I fought in the woods for two days..."

An Sheng: "???"

What the hell kind of fighting for a permanent position!

Here, An Sheng actually didn't understand.

Both pandas and takins are Grade I protected species, and they are endangered Grade I species with marked population numbers.

They can't be like foxes, who can just lean on humans and act cute to get free food and drink.

For the two of them who understand the value of a permanent position, they would do anything to get on the shore.

The Takin is back.

It wants to pull the Fat Cat off its pedestal.

It also wants to kill the principal of the newly established Agricultural Science Academy.

(End of chapter)