Chapter 36: Who Lives in the Big Dormitory? (Please Keep Reading)

"Huff—huff—"

The giant wild boar's shrill cries echoed through the mountain forest. It stumbled to the foot of the hill at the end of the slope, its eyes rolling back in its head as it collapsed, looking for all the world like a dead pig.

[Wild Boar Infestation wish fulfilled. The Overlord-level fox, with its rippling muscles, has used sheer brute force to prove to the masses that the ranking on the endangered species list is by no means based on the degree of endangerment.]

[You single-handedly ended the Wild Boar Overlord's dream, invisibly saving the people and hunters of Changxi Town.]

[Willpower +3]

As the mammoth-like wild boar lay on the ground, lines of text gradually surfaced in An Sheng's mind.

Upon seeing the message, the expression on the little fox's face froze completely. He even involuntarily lowered the hand he was using to cover his little bell and scratched his head.

For the first time since the dawn of time, An Sheng saw a "+3" on his Willpower value.

In the past, Willpower always increased by +1. This was his first time seeing such a generous +3.

However, judging by the fragments of information appearing on the "MVP summary screen," if An Sheng hadn't intervened, that giant, mammoth-like wild boar could have brought a significant disaster upon the residents and the hunter squad of Changxi Town.

Just because An Sheng could easily handle the giant boar didn't mean others could.

If the hunters had failed to kill it on the mountain and instead provoked it into charging into the residential area of Changxi Town, the consequences would have been unimaginably tragic. The red brick walls of ordinary self-built houses would never have withstood the ravages of that hormone-fed beast.

"So... am I really that great?" After figuring out the anomaly in his Willpower points, An Sheng beamed. He never expected that going up the mountain to settle a grudge would lead to him becoming a hero in Changxi Town.

"Old Chen, oh Old Chen! You really need to watch the dosage of plant growth hormones in the tea garden from now on. Don't go so heavy on the chemicals..."

"Look at this, the wild boar even mutated after eating it." An Sheng trotted over to the boar, curiously plucked a tuft of blue hair from its head, and examined it.

"No sharp horns on its head; does that mean it wasn't given steroids or growth hormones?"

After studying it for a while, An Sheng couldn't discern anything specific about the mutated boar. However, he did harbor a shred of respect for its combat prowess. Even he, a dignified two-tailed fox, had been pushed back more than half a meter by its charge.

"Old Chen, stop playing with your phone! Why aren't you calling the villagers to tell them to come divide the pork at the ancestral hall?"

An Sheng found some crop-binding rope at the foot of the hill and tied the boar's limbs together to ensure it couldn't charge or hurt anyone again before speaking to Old Chen.

Wild boar meat isn't actually very delicious. Because it hasn't been castrated, most of the meat has a very heavy, gamey odor. Only the smaller ones taste fresh, sweet, and have a good, springy texture.

The reason An Sheng suggested that Old Chen divide the meat was simple. Whether it tasted good or not was one thing, but dozens of tea trees in Shougoujian had died, and several irrigation pipes had been damaged by the boar's charge. Although the repairs weren't difficult, it wouldn't be right not to offer the tea farmers some form of compensation.

"Huh? What are you trying to say, Master Fox?" Old Chen, who had just finished calling the Forestry Bureau, looked at the fox making whimpering sounds and looked confused.

An Sheng felt a headache coming on, thinking more and more that Yu Xueqing was a treasure gifted to him by the heavens. He took Old Chen's phone and typed two lines:

[What are you standing there for? Hurry up and call the villagers of Changxi Town to come help carry the boar to the ancestral hall to divide the meat!]

[And while you're at it, offer some condolences to the tea farmers who suffered property damage. I'm not carrying that boar for you.]

An Sheng handed the phone back.

After reading it, Old Chen looked troubled. "Master Fox, times are different now. You haven't been in the world for a long time, so you aren't familiar with our modern laws."

"You can't eat wild boars nowadays. When crops are destroyed by animal infestations, you have to report it to the Forestry Bureau. They handle the overpopulated animals and then recover them to be disposed of harmlessly at a landfill."

"Afterward, the affected villagers tally their losses, and after verification by the Bureau, it's reported to the Finance Bureau, which then issues subsidies to the victims."

"Forget about eating it... we have to use it to get money."

If it were a normal boar, he might have gotten away with eating it on the sly. But this one clearly had physical deformities. Old Chen didn't dare let the villagers eat this thing; he didn't want to cause an outbreak of sickness in the village. It was better to follow the proper procedure and report the situation. Whether they sent it to the zoo or the landfill for harmless disposal was of no concern to him.

"Ying ying—"

An Sheng listened to Old Chen and felt his reasoning was sound, agreeing with the plan.

"Alright then! I'm going home to take a bath." An Sheng nodded at Old Chen, retracted his tails, and happily trotted back home.

"My head hurts..."

"Where on earth did that wild boar come from?" Old Chen watched An Sheng walk away, then looked at the unconscious boar bound with ropes and steel wire, feeling helpless.

An Sheng could go home to sleep, but Old Chen couldn't leave yet—he had to wait for the Forestry Bureau to come and haul the monster away.

"A cigarette keeps the soul in place..."

The night was deep, but it wasn't very cold in the mountains. Old Chen sat on the steps guarding the boar, preparing to light a cigarette to calm his nerves. However, when he reached for his lighter, he couldn't find it. He searched his pockets thoroughly but found no lighter—only a Mauser C96 pistol fully loaded with ammunition.

Old Chen stiffened. He scrambled to his feet and chased after An Sheng in a panic.

"Master Fox, don't do this! There's such a thing as criminal law! I'm only a few years away from my pension!"

"If I go to jail, my pension turns into a subsistence allowance!"

Old Chen caught up to An Sheng, holding the Mauser as if it were a lump of burning coal, and returned it to him. An Sheng told him to keep it for self-defense in case the boar came back to poke him in the backside, but Old Chen refused point-blank.

...

"Ying ying ying—"

In a great mood, An Sheng returned to Changxi Town; it was already past 11:00 PM. He brought Laifu and the sheepdog home and hurried inside, hoping to get Ah Qing to help him with a bath before she went to sleep. After that, he would call Lin Ying for dinner and then lie on the sofa and scroll through his phone.

However, just as he reached home, a new wish suddenly refreshed on his list.

[Little An, where are you! I'm so scared... Why isn't that little brat An back yet? —Yu Xueqing, who was lying in bed watching videos of a fox acting coy, accidentally saw four wriggling tentacles on her nightstand as she turned over.]

[Wish fulfilled: A cockroach is concerned about you.]

Seeing the wish, An Sheng's face changed dramatically.

Cock... cockroach!

Damn it, Ah Qing, don't do this to me! I'm afraid of those dark, creepy crawlies too!