"Right, Wang Qi said she's been trying to reach you, but your phone has been unreachable. She posted a message in the work group, asking anyone who sees Master Fuli to relay a message to him."

After placing an order for Master Fuli, and using her privileges to get a few fruit platters, the bar waitress turned to Master Fuli to mention her main reason for approaching him.

"What does Wang Qiqi want with me?" Ansheng asked, somewhat puzzled.

Wang Qiqi was at school at noon and only left around two in the afternoon.

It's just before nine in the evening now, what could have happened in such a short time?

"Based on Wang Qi's investigation, because you mentioned you were going to tell Ah Qing about your Spirit Beast status, all the Spirit Beasts in the Qinling Mountain Range are getting restless, saying they're planning to storm the College of Agriculture to freeload."

"Oh, and some of the Spirit Beasts who bought cars on loan plan to race at midnight tonight, seemingly connected to some rich kids in Chang'an, involving gambling."

The bar waitress squatted beside Master Fuli, pretended to take an order from a customer, and lowered her voice as she talked about the info Wang Qi posted in the work group.

The name of Master Fuli is a golden plaque watered by the blood and pleas of countless Spirit Beasts.

He said he wanted peace and didn't want anything related to Spiritual Particles to disrupt his life with Ah Qing. The Spirit Beasts in the Qinling Mountain Range conscientiously abide by the iron-clad rules set by Master Fuli.

The Spirit Beasts even supervise each other to prevent some dimwits from angering Master Fuli and causing bloodshed on themselves.

And now, for some unknown reason, Master Fuli openly exposed his Spirit Beast identity, chatting and laughing with his roommates both at the Security Bureau and on campus.

This sent a very clear signal to the poor fellows among the Qinling Spirit Beasts.

The confidentiality agreement for Spirit Beasts had been lifted.

Guys can now head to the city, take the civil service exams, enjoy institutional meals, tame a younger buddy who's easy on the eyes, and take care of food.

Because of the influence of the Security Bureau, the Qinling Spirit Beasts used to look down on humans, believing that humans only enslave them for hard labor, killing in the forests every day.

However.

The appearance of Master Fuli provided the poor fellows in Qinling with a new perspective.

So... is this how humans should be used?

The words from the Security Bureau, even from the Golden Leopard, were not believed by the Spirit Beasts, but Master Fuli gave a real-life review. Even someone as mighty as him, if he didn't want to run around for three meals a day, needed to have a little brother.

"What does Old Wang say?"

Ansheng, with a puzzled expression, looked at the bar waitress and inquired about the stance of the Security Bureau.

"They're gathering all the Spirit Beasts who came down from the mountains and sending them to a classroom to repeatedly watch 'Human City Speed Guide: Fox Edition'."

"The Security Bureau welcomes Spirit Beasts seeking asylum, but they must adhere to the three no's: don't harm people, don't break the law, and don't assault researchers or doctors..." the waitress explained.

"6....."

Ansheng silently typed a "6" because he couldn't think of anything to say anymore.

In just a few sentences, Ansheng could already see that his Spirit Beast pals were really eager to improve.

But these Spirit Beasts were wild and clearly couldn't be released into the city directly, and the research institute wasn't confident in housing this scale of Spirit Beasts at once.

The highlighted provision of "no assaulting researchers and medics" clearly indicated that the research institute must have had quite some stories unfold previously.

Wang Qiqi's meaning is quite clear, suggesting using Xinxing Agricultural Science College as a transfer station, allowing the Spirit Beasts from Qinling to take general knowledge courses at the college. Once they're less wild, arrangements for employment can be made.

It can only be said that students from the School of Animal Science might really face a tumultuous time soon.

The conversation between Master Fuli and the waitress attracted Lingren and Yuyu, both listening in bewilderment.

It just felt... incredibly absurd.

What kind of textbook is this Fox Edition, could there have been a 'Human Edition' textbook for Spirit Beasts before this?

The Spirit Beasts taught by the Human Edition can't really sit next to me during the college entrance exam, can they?

"Who!"

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Holiday Bar? Do you not know the law? All my bar furniture is imported from France—ouch! How dare you! I'm the owner here..."

During Master Fuli's conversation, a stern female voice rang out on the first floor of the bar, but before she could even finish her words, there was a sound of collisions and falls at the bar, and the woman started cursing clutching her eyes.

"Who are you calling, Mom? Can't you see the transformation happening? That old zombie hit your face, why tug on my pants, old man..."

An even more rapid and angry tirade demanded attention amidst the sound of items breaking, revealing the exasperation in the voice claiming to be an old man.

"Something happened?"

Upon hearing the swearing, Ansheng immediately leaped up from the booth, ran to the railing, and craned his neck out to glimpse the situation on the first floor.

The crowd gathered in the dance floor was being driven to the periphery for protection by members from either Dao Alliance or the Security Bureau.

Near the bar, several middle-aged men wielding weapons were seen besieging a black creature.

The leading male was just punched and sent flying into the bar by that thing. He was about to leap forward and engage with the creature when the bar owner, dressed in an orange cat beast costume, yanked his sweatpants.

The Daoist's sweatpants and underwear shredded into pieces from the owner's tugging.

The Daoist, now bare-bottomed, stood atop the bar, revealing his ripped muscles and thighs.

"The bar owner doesn't seem very human!" Ansheng quickly scanned the scene and wasn't too concerned with the suppressed fungal beast being hammered on the head and legs by Dao Alliance practitioners wielding a large wrench.

Instead, the bar owner standing akimbo, cursing in the bar caught Ansheng's attention.

Upon seeing the owner for the first time, a peculiar thought popped up in Ansheng's heart:

[Where did this shameless boor come from, daring to swagger and spout off on my turf!]

When dealing with humans, Ansheng rarely felt intense aversion. Such a premonition only arose when encountering Spirit Beasts baring their fangs and claws.

"Human society's specialized Spirit Beast, disguising with a beast outfit as a human, running a niche demand bar?"

Ansheng, with a strange expression, watched the ludicrous spectacle occurring in the venue.

"Close the doors! Drop the shutters! Ah Chai, attack for me!"

When words failed to stop the brawling, the owner within the bar took a deep breath and shouted angrily.

Upon her shout, a gray figure flew out from the hidden layer in the bar, clad in bell-bottom pants, wearing a silicone muscle covered jackal headgear, gliding almost thirty meters through the air, delivering a kick to the bar's old man.

He then grabbed a bottle of liquor from the bar and smashed it over the stunned practitioner's head.

With a "bang," the headshot and sanitation were instantly completed.

The jackal seized the large wrench, ignoring the venomous thing and the other practitioners.

He raised his head, quietly fixing his eyes on Master Fuli, lying prone on the third-floor railing.

"Ooh——"

The jackal briefly glanced at the owner, lifting the wrench, pointing directly at Master Fuli.

[Sister Ju, we've got a rodent at home!]

"Hmm? Another one dodging the Security Bureau search?" Sister Ju, slightly taken aback, followed Ah Chai's pointing direction, furrowing her brows:

"Ignore that beggar; first, toss these unreasonable old beasts into the trash cans inside!"