Fox Has No Malicious Intent-Chapter 688 - 686: Agricultural Research Institute’s Special Admissions, and the Most Formidable Cohort Since the School’s Founding

"What is the little fox saying?"

Ah Qing, in front of the dormitory door, looked confused and asked Ansheng who was hanging on the air conditioner top, "Did you just say something to Momo?"

"Ying ying..." Ansheng responded with a chirp.

"Oh, I get it!" Ah Qing, upon hearing this, suddenly showed a look of realization and turned to Momo, saying, "The little fox says he doesn't like stick-like objects and he's worried you might poke his throat while he's eating... Hey? Oh!"

As Ah Qing was speaking, the look of realization on her cheeks turned into a puzzled expression. She shifted her glance from Momo back to the little fox and asked, dumbfounded:

"...Are these things meant to be spoken out loud?"

"?"

A question mark appeared on Momo's forehead, and with a slightly suspicious look, she took a sugar-coated hawthorn from the skewer and handed it to the fox on the air conditioner.

The little fox opened his mouth and ate it.

"........" Momo was speechless for a while before glancing sideways at Ah Qing and saying, "Clear the browser cache, stop looking at stuff like Real Madrid, you're leading Fox Fox astray!"

"?"

Ah Qing looked puzzled, scratching her head, thinking that her phone didn't have such things.

"The little fox might have peeked at Lingren's phone, which has the most saucy stuff!"

Ah Qing pondered for a moment, nodding convincingly. Everyone in the dormitory knows that Lingren is the most into it.

"No, no, it's not about saucy stuff now, it's the School of Animal Science students fighting!"

Once Ah Qing sorted out the matter, she took three big steps and swiftly picked up the little fox and dragged the flip-flop-wearing Momo quickly toward the end of the hallway.

In a certain sense, the College of Agriculture resembles a very typical small farming society,

because in the courses, there is a lot of collective labor; it's usually you help me, I help you, mutual assistance, and friendships are cultivated through the "classroom labor reform" camaraderie among students.

So, when fighting breaks out, they are fierce.

Though the College of Agriculture often holds meetings criticizing students from both schools for fighting over trivial matters, if there's a conflict again later, they still tear into each other.

One person fights, then friends and family come to help, expanding the battlefield exponentially.

Then... the entire faculty and students write reflections, forming a kind of mutual supervision through collective punishment.

But according to Ah Qing's knowledge, some bold individuals would start new battles with the mindset that they have to write reflections anyway...

"Li Ming, you old geezer, your dog ate my sheep!" In the livestock barn of the School of Animal Science, an enraged girl supported her classmate's shoulder and kicked toward the boy opposite.

"Bite hard! Dogs and wolves are the same species; carnivory is their nature! At worst, I'll pay you—" The boy staggered from the kick and shouted loudly, cheering on the German Shepherd their class was raising.

The sorrows between people are different.

Besides observing habits, the School of Animal Science has subjects on treating diseases among livestock.

In the School of Animal Science, outsiders can't think of any animal they can't raise.

And the trigger of the class group fight, the German Shepherd squatted in the barn corner, looking bewildered, swallowed and leaned against the wall, squeezing beside a snow leopard chewing on a goose who meowed.

Brother! Hurry and eat your meal!

The dorm manager will come soon!

"Awooo..." The German Shepherd had a numb expression, looking at the snow leopard devouring the food.

You're eating exuberantly, but the person next door said they're preparing to sprinkle scallions and ginger over me, didn't you hear?

The snow leopard heard, but didn't care.

Because, since its birth, the entire zoo had celebrated its arrival, crowning it with the title of "National One."

Anyway, it won't hit me, let's eat first.

The livestock barn in the School of Animal Science was chaotic, students clashing with one another, carnivores chasing herbivores, and oxen sweeping across like no one else, sending carnivores flying.

"...Ah Qing, maybe let's not!" Ansheng, lying on Ah Qing's shoulders, eating hawthorn candy, gazed towards the barn of the School of Animal Science from the end of the girls' dormitory corridor.

Staring wide-eyed, as a pile of cow dung flew up, and landed directly on a snow leopard's head.

The snow leopard clutched its face in a wailing expression, full of agony.

"They're... all playing with poop! This fight, we truly shouldn't intervene." Ansheng said in disgust.

Outside the barn, Ansheng even saw a fat cat leading a group of pandas preparing to step forward to stop the fight.

But upon seeing the grim scene inside the barn, the fat cat hesitated not to proceed, resting its two hands on the railing, apparently lacking the courage to enter the barn.

"...Ah Qing, maybe let's just report to the professors and write a reflection obediently." Momo took a bite of sugar-coated hawthorn and spoke to Ah Qing.

"Well.....alright! They're playing too hard." Ah Qing showed a timid expression.

She had initially intended to come and pull people apart with brute force upon hearing about the fight in the class group.

But the chickens, ducks, and geese emerged, transformed into bombers, and the pigeons in the cage were straightforward.

"Ah Qing——"

"Quick, come help transition, the old geezer is chasing!"

With everyone looking speechless and watching the School of Animal Science clash with strange expressions, Professor Huang's roar echoed across the campus. Inside the New Agriculture University's gates, the previously kind-looking elderly teachers were now dressed in shabby clothes.

Professor Huang's clothes bulged, the fitting suit was now missing the pant legs and a shoe, and furiously he carried a bamboo basket, sprinting wildly across the campus.

"......"

Ba Mountain Mosquito looked bewildered, sitting in the bamboo basket, with the Treasure Tree in its embrace, also wearing a confused expression.

But Professor Huang disregarded everything, striving to run fast toward the dormitory like a hundred-meter dash.

Other professors from the College of Agriculture blocked the door, preventing the professors from the School of Animal Science at the entrance.

Under Ansheng's bewildered gaze, Professor Huang ran to Ah Qing's dormitory door and set down the bamboo basket he had been carrying on his back.

"Damn!"

Professor Huang gasped for breath, sitting at Ah Qing's dormitory door: "Damn it, running up the mountain after me!"

"Now, let's see who dares to rob me!"

Inside the bamboo basket, Ba Mountain Mosquito and Treasure Tree, upon seeing Master Fuli, naturally raised their hands and greeted.

"Professor..."

"Are you here to kidnap them?" Ah Qing and Momo looked dumbfounded, hurriedly stepped forward to support the professor.

"Not in essence, but in fact..." Professor Huang leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, pointed to Ba Mountain Mosquito and Treasure Tree sitting in the bamboo basket, his face tired, yet couldn't hide the proud expression:

"These two are special recruits of the College of Agriculture! I forcefully grabbed them from the opposite side, for which I crushed two benches and kicked Minlan, that old lady, into the ditch....."

The person Professor Huang referred to as Minlan is Professor Xiang Minlan, specializing in zoology and microbiology. She is one of the academicians of the Academy of Life and Medical Sciences, and owns a top hundred research institute domestically as well as several research institutes she occasionally guides in microbiological engineering.

In the field of microbiology, Professor Xiang Minlan is a sought-after authority by private enterprises.

Her words are the industry's authority.

But Professor Huang, he kicked her into the ditch.

"....Special recruits from the College of Agriculture?"

In a silent atmosphere, Ah Qing turned her gaze towards Ba Mountain Mosquito and Treasure Tree, the one big and one small duo.

"Yes! You don't know, the neighboring School of Animal Science took in a student named Yaoquan, and in the conference room, they were yelling, boasting how clever he is!"

"My ears developed calluses from listening; now we're also doing special recruitment." Professor Huang, once he caught his breath, looked at the two in the bamboo basket, saying smugly:

"These two... are genuine geniuses!"

Ansheng felt exasperated, looking at Ba Mountain Mosquito and Treasure Tree, letting out a long sigh of Fox Fox.

Whether they're geniuses, hard to say.....

But in the future, this batch from our College of Agriculture will surely be recorded in school history as [Since establishment, and till now for being the most capable of fighting, without exception].

"Wow?"

Treasure Tree looked at Master Fuli, tilting its head, as if asking Master Fuli why the long sigh.

And the professors' chase.

Upon encountering Master Fuli, it seemed both parties reached a certain tacit understanding and stopped pursuing each other.