Fox Has No Malicious Intent-Chapter 716 - 714: Master Fuli’s Statue
Sitting in the hot spring pool, Master Fuli glanced at Lin Ying and started chatting about some matters related to the Lin Clan.
The members of the Lin Clan in Xia Country, in a way, typify the personality of Xia East People, with the belief that "only by fighting can you win" deeply rooted in their hearts. Especially when they see their clan brothers getting rich while they themselves are poor enough to have holes in their underpants, they only want to fight even harder.
Therefore, within the Lin Clan, there are all sorts of incredibly talented individuals, including but not limited to those caught by creditors making films overseas, sadly trapped and reduced to being the plaything of a wealthy woman, failing to win back at the casino and ending up on the streets singing and dancing, selling both their art and their bodies.
Right next to this hot spring villa of Lin Ying's, there's a member of the Lin Clan, who is considered Lin Ying's cousin by blood, living off the support of a wealthy woman.
This young cousin failed in his business venture, signed a betting agreement, and was ready to go all in for a comeback. He thought he could dominate the investment banking sector with information he heard at home, but ended up losing even his underpants.
His total debt was 120 million, and the creditor attached tiger clamps directly to his basket, dragging him out of the company to be sent away.
Master Fuli listened with amazement, but the chatting did not last long. At ten o'clock in the evening, Ah Qing bid farewell to Lin Ying, planning to go home and sleep.
Tomorrow morning, she still had a live stream and work to do at home helping with the tea stall.
Lin Ying arranged a car to send Ah Qing back to the Tea Capital.
However.
As soon as they stepped out, there was a quarrel coming from the entrance of a villa on the opposite street.
"Qingqing, I was wrong, please let me in! I really didn't mean to be constipated..."
A handsome, muscular man, only wearing tight pants, stood at the front door, desperately banging on the door, calling out in an attempt to awaken the maternal love of the woman inside.
"Just leave! I don't love you anymore, you're no longer the idol in my heart. It's bad enough that you pooped, but to do it with such a menacing face is completely different from the gentleman in my memory..." The doorbell emitted the sound of a young woman crying, her words filled with sorrow and grief.
"Qingqing, I was wrong... please let me in, there are people watching me next to the villa."
"No... just go! You're free. I shouldn't have used debt to restrict your freedom, that remaining one billion..."
"Qingqing—"
The man looked distressed, banging on the door, glancing anxiously at the villa's surroundings in the night, as if there was a large red tiger clamp hidden in the darkness watching his body intently.
Lin Shu, who was driving, saw the situation unfolding in front of the villa and slowed the car, poking her head out and calling to the man: "Hey cousin, are you coming home for the second uncle's birthday banquet at the end of the month? Your mom said she can't reach you..."
"Lin Shu?"
Lin Weishen looked toward the sound, stunned, then replied with a hint of irritation: "Go home looking like this? The family would laugh me to death!"
"Let's talk about it during Chinese New Year. I'll go home then..." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
"Oh, alright! I'll tell your mom." Lin Shu nodded and rolled up the car window.
"Ah this...."
Master Fuli had an odd look on his face, while Ah Qing looked shocked, glancing between Lin Shu and the half-naked man outside.
"He's a relative of mine who's in debt up to his neck and is now using his ass to pay it off..." Lin Shu shrugged, glancing in the rearview mirror. "He's 120 million in debt; the fact that I can even ask him if he's coming home for the holidays is something."
Ah Qing: "......"
A hundred... a hundred million? Is that an amount a person can owe?
My bank card has never even had six figures, and this guy around my age can already wrack up billions in debt, that's some kind of impressive.
......
The business car took Ah Qing back to the hotel, but Lin Shu didn't drive off, instead booking a suite as well, saying it was too late to drive tonight, so she'd stay, too.
At night.
Ansheng crept out of his bed, quietly jumped up to open the room door, then gently closed it again and took the elevator upstairs, knocking on Lin Shu's suite door.
"Master Fuli..."
Lin Bingyun opened the door for Master Fuli. Sitting on the sofa inside, using a large foldable screen phone, seemingly typing something, but upon seeing Master Fuli return, she put the phone aside, no longer replying to emails.
"Master Fuli, here's the cola you wanted..." Lin Ying smiled, handing the cola to Master Fuli.
Every time Master Fuli grew a tail, he had the habit of wanting to take a sip of cola, and once the tail was fully grown, he'd drink up the entire cola.
Although this habit was a bit strange, Lin Ying understood it, knowing that cola is quite high in calories and Master Fuli just underwent growth and needed the energy replenished.
Lin Ying watched Master Fuli with curiosity, intrigued by his talk of [Willpower] evolution.
"Gulp, gulp, gulp..."
Master Fuli took a gulp of cola, looked seriously at Lin Ying, and said, "Well then... I will now attempt to unlock the 'brain domain'!"
As Master Fuli spoke, he mentally nudged, directing the Wish Power from the wish list straight to the [Wisdom] attribute.
[Physique: 210]
[Wisdom: 17]
[Wish Power: 31]
"Come on, cousin, fill me up!"
[Wisdom: 17→48]
With a mental pat from Master Fuli, a light blue glow emerged from beneath the fur, gathering along the spine before entering Ansheng's mind where it dissipated.
An unbearable, comfortable feeling, along with an indescribable sense of ease, flooded his heart instantly.
Master Fuli fell asleep immediately, mumbling in his sleep, almost using the cola bottle on the table as a pillow to hug tightly.
"Is he... asleep?"
Seeing Master Fuli's body topple over, Lin Ying felt a moment of panic, suddenly standing up, but hearing Huhu murmuring in its sleep and the sound of light snoring, she stood by the table with a resigned sigh.
Master Fuli, having fallen into sleep, also entered that dream realm.
However, unlike the past when he personally experienced things there.
This time, he was standing outside of the dream realm, overlooking everything inside it.
The dream realm was not just one but like bubbles tightly against each other, each holding an Ansheng experiencing a moment of time.
The bubble with Goldfish Ansheng was speeding up, the mirage world compressed and floated away from the dream realm's domain, spinning into a book before being filed into a bookshelf on the shadowy curtain.
Following that was the Taoist Ansheng, and another, probably best called "Street Fighter" Ansheng.
A recently built wall by a mason stood, with little Ansheng running over full of curiosity, poking it and astonishingly discovering he could pierce through the cement with his finger. He thought he had awoken some superpower, hurriedly calling friends to witness his "crowning as king" first step.
Little Ansheng punched through the wall, and the mason, who had just finished the wall and sat across, stared in shock as little Ansheng punched clean through it.
That day, Ansheng got a taste of soaring flights.
The mason grabbed him by the collar, took Ansheng to his parents, and reluctantly accepted five hundred yuan.
Memories encased in bubbles broke free, turning into books that were absorbed by the shadowy bookshelf, illuminating the entire space engulfed by the shadowy curtain.
The passage leading to the shadowy bookshelf abruptly closed into a massive door, tightly sealing everything within.
A translucent fox with a light blue appearance appeared before Ansheng.
"This is..."
"[Self]?"
Ansheng's consciousness stood within the dream space, or rather, the memory space, observing the fox statue that emerged from the shadows, absorbing his memories and locking them away safely.
The fox statue's eyes were closed, motionless, somewhat illusory in form, evidently not yet fully complete.
