Upon witnessing Momo's transformation into a Fox Lady, Master Fuli's delight was undeniable, as if he wanted to set off fireworks.
anwhile, Wang Qiqi was exasperated. The change exhibited by Master Fuli's roommate was obviously stimulated by suppressive potions, activating a more powerful resistance mode.
Momo's transformation into a fox was not surprising to Wang Qiqi.
After all, with Lin Ying and Lin Bingyun having gone before, Master Fuli himself differs from ordinary Spirit Beasts, carrying an unusually large number of Spiritual Particles, so much so that even when he raises his hind leg to pee, it carries Spiritual Particles.
Momo, living and eating alongside him, had long been absorbing the Spiritual Particles exhaled by Master Fuli, which had a catalytic reaction inside her body.
Spiritual Particles bearing the characteristics of Master Fuli naturally catalyze the ergence of fox Beastn.
When ordinary foxes transform, their combat effectiveness may not be notably enhanced, except for their notable speed.
But when transford into Fuli, Wang Qiqi could only admit that so matters are hard to evaluate.
Which fox is it that spends all day wondering whether its head is harder than that of a Fuxing Bullet Train?
But Master Fuli enjoys pondering this, and he has a high chance of crashing into a hard Fuxing Train, with a significant risk of derailing the train in such a head-on collision.
Seeing Momo transford into Fuli, Wang Qiqi couldn't be bothered to say anything more.
She decided to let Master Fuli handle it himself.
She didn't want to test the power attributes of the other side, especially when she couldn't see the tail.
"There's no such thing as a second stage. She's my best friend; how could Momo have a second stage?"
While dodging, Master Fuli took the ti to retort Wang Qiqi's sarcasm, then pivoted, lifted a foot, and stomped heavily on the ground. The spot where the fox's paw touched the ground cracked inch by inch, suddenly creating a pit.
Master Fuli transford into a white phantom, instantly vanishing from where he was.
A cloud of dust rose gradually from where Master Fuli disappeared, slowly forming a cloud wall curving in the air like a rampart, stretching all the way to the Fox Lady's back.
"?!"
Seeing layers of dust clouds rising, the beastified Momo realized where Master Fuli had gone.
As she turned to unleash a punch, what she saw was a fox defying gravity, seemingly frozen in mid-air, staring at her.
In the fleeting exchange of glances.
Momo saw the fox smiling.
Then, white shadows rushed towards her. Her vision darkened, and her form was tossed sky-high, spinning rapidly before crashing slowly to the ground.
Master Fuli's kick sent him floating gracefully to the ground, glancing sideways at where Momo had landed.
"Ugh—"
Spun into the air by that Fuli leg-induced spiraling updraft, Momo still didn't know how many spins she'd completed in just those three short seconds.
Upon hitting the ground, acid from her stomach surged up and out of her throat.
The only thing she could do was weakly prop herself up with her arms, bending over and starting to vomit, as red and black marks appeared gradually on her cheeks, evident that Master Fuli's kick had been a sidekick to the face.
"Cough, cough, cough—"
Showing clear signs of a concussion, Momo couldn't stop vomiting, but the Aphrodite Gene's innate rapid healing feature effectively healed her concussion.
Before she could vomit up all the bile, a strong gasp escaped her throat, and with a powerful cough, she heaved up a chunk of wood roughly two circles thicker than a thumb from her stomach.
The mont the wood hit the ground, the wood fiber armor on Momo visibly withered.
"In the past, you deducted my double buttons; today, I took your battery to settle the score."
With a proud expression, Master Fuli smugly glanced at Momo, speaking untily words.
"Tsk tsk..."
Looking at the withering wooden armor and the unconscious beautiful figure confined in place, Wang Qiqi couldn't help but click her tongue in wonder, stepping forward to examine the thing Momo had vomited.
"As expected of Master Fuli, managing to kick his best friend into an on-the-spot 360 spin with precision and force."
As Wang Qiqi criticized the fox for not showing understanding and tenderness, she nudged the mucus-covered wood with her toe.
Though it was cylindrical wood, its cross-section had sprouted, extending so plant roots clearly intended to take root inside Momo's body.
"Not one kick, but two."
"A kick to the face turned her sideways, followed up by a kick to the abdon to increase the spin speed, coupled with a strong shockwave to dislodge the chunk of wood clinging inside Momo's body."
Master Fuli crossed his arms confidently, looking at Wang Qiqi: "As the saying goes, heroes don't ask for sources; a fox healing humans - no need to demand a dical license."
But as Master Fuli, having just won the battle, wanted to say so witty words to celebrate the event's conclusion.
A golden light flashed in his mind; for unknown reasons, Wish Power was calculated in the wish list.
Master Fuli was stunned.
[The chaos of the five plates started at the tomb, concluded with Master Fuli's foresight recognizing the lurking evil here, choosing to report it to the Security Bureau. Through the Security Bureau's professional investigation, the evil lair was dismantled, breaking the bloody and dark feudal superstitions.]
[Wish Power 3]
"???"
Master Fuli raised a ntal question mark, looking at the settlent details page, puzzled.
Wait, bro… what did I do this ti?
If you want to give free Wish Power, you can just say so directly. No need to beat around the bush. I, a tolerant fox, never mind good luck falling from the sky...
"Buzz buzz buzz—"
Wang Qiqi had just wanted to reply when her phone in her pocket suddenly began vibrating intensely, almost leaping out. Wang Qiqi's expression changed; she hurried to take out her phone and answer it.
Intense vibration mode was used for ergency communication; an urgent call ca for her.
"What? You say the gang of Hermits we just caught belongs to a sect practicing bloody sacrifices to the Blood God? No, where did this Blood God co from?"
"Huh? The Blood God isn't a thing; it's a box? A twenty by twenty centiter copper box in the sanatorium?"
Receiving the ergency communication from the logistics team, listening to the recount from the other end, Wang Qiqi looked astonished, glancing sideways at Master Fuli, eting his curious gaze.
"..."
They exchanged a silent gaze for a mont.
"Does this count as rit?" Master Fuli asked Wang Qiqi.
"It does. Any affair related to Spiritual Particles, as well as capture of traitors, spies, anti-terror tasks, all count as rits." Wang Qiqi replied, exasperated: "That… Master Fuli, could I rub your belly for so luck?"
"You can rub it, but rember, tonight's night snack is on you. Order two grouper fish to my dorm."
Master Fuli, looking resigned, clearly understood that the fainted but spiritually transford Momo had just been digging sothing out.
No...
It shouldn't be said that Momo was digging sothing out, but rather the will of the Treasure Tree had influenced her, prompting her to travel fifty kiloters to reach the evil lair at Five Plates Mountain.
"Let's get Momo to the hospital first!" Master Fuli looked at Momo, who had fainted, sneakingly and slightly mischievously extending a paw, to caress the pair of black mystical fox horns on her head, yet to fade away.
"Ying~"
"Ying…" The unconscious Momo, feeling a bit uncomfortable, shook her mystical horns and her head.
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