Chapter 1212 - 1209

"Is there such a sign at the laboratory entrance?"

Ansheng looked suspiciously at Ah Qing, pondering slightly in his mind, but found no memory of such a thing.

"It's always been hanging there, but the nails weren't stable, it keeps falling so it never hung properly," Ah Qing said confidently.

The sign "No Beating Allowed" has always existed, but it never hung securely.

However, simply strike out "Principal," and the sign can hang steadily at the door, rather like a campus myth.

The sign wasn't always there, but the school rules clearly state...

It's similar to the prohibition of drag racing with classmates on any road, a safety regulation.

"Oh... so it involves the principal, now I understand what's happening."

Ansheng showed a look of realization, Principal Yang of the Xiqi Campus had Spirit Beast enemies everywhere, a beast underwent Spiritualization, and after probing into Chang'an City's situation, its first vow was to overthrow the tyrannical reign of the Agricultural College dog principal.

Having the principal's name on the sign makes it impossible to stand, which seems quite reasonable.

"Phew... I've finally managed to pacify the mentor."

While Ansheng and Ah Qing were bantering and envisioning a future of graduate studies, Chen Qinglan, exhausted after finishing a phone call, sat beside Ah Qing but still mustered enthusiasm, quietly admiring the fox's chest.

"Hmm... I knew it would be fluffy," Chen Qinglan said emotionally:

"Previously, when watching the streaming, I always thought of touching the fox's chest fur. Now my wish is fulfilled, as soft as I imagined, like petting a cat."

Chen Qinglan squatted by the chair, took the little fox's paws and rubbed them against her cheeks, feeling delighted.

"Sis... what about your mentor?" Ah Qing asked curiously about her cousin's mentor while discussing tips for handling foxes.

"No mentor refrains from scolding students. Applied Mathematics fundamentally utilizes math to solve real-world issues, from national statistics to a simple app algorithm, requiring mathematical applications."

Chen Qinglan said resolutely: "Compared to scholars proficient in this field, every student appearing before her seems incompetent..."

"Mathematics is polarized, you're either a genius or a fool, just adjust your attitude, and you'll be fine."

Crossing disciplines is challenging, and before qualifying, Chen Qinglan believed she was adept.

But upon witnessing a mentor's registered disciple graduate within half a month, then team up with the mentor to refine the [Data Algorithm],

Chen Qinglan understood what true genius means and accepted becoming a mere algorithm coder.

"Graduated in half a month?" Ah Qing looked shocked, asking her cousin.

"Well, we haven't even seen her, only know her last name is Yao, and she's a girl," Chen Qinglan said, puzzled: "Since she arrived, all of the mentor's crow's feet have smoothed."

"Showing a satisfied look of this life having no regrets, walking as if breezing through, akin to having appointed a Crown Prince."

"But whenever the mentor sees us mere amateurs, her expression turns bitter like taking bitter melon, exhaling deeply in despair..."

"A girl surnamed Yao..."

Ah Qing looked oddly at Ansheng, her expression gradually turning comical.

Could this girl surnamed Yao be Medicine Spring Mountain Lord?

"Besides the formidable Huzi, no other student has such dominance," Ansheng muttered darkly.

The only one who could join a postgraduate mentor group during non-admission periods, is Medicine Spring Mountain Lord.

Top officials from the emerging institutes treasured Medicine Spring Mountain Lord immensely, granting all conveniences, hoping she quickly finishes studies and starts Spiritual Particle research.

"However..."

Ansheng, after his bants, curiously glanced at an unfamiliar young man in the room, asking Ah Qing: "Do you know the brat accompanying family to pay respects to grandpa?"

Ah Qing's grandfather held status akin to a living ancestor, similar to the Taigong of the clan temple.

During holidays, village committee members or villagers turned tycoons come to offer sympathy or visit.

Among those visiting, a youth tops attention as he follows family to pay New Year's respects.

He exudes a Spiritual Particle Mist that humans couldn't achieve.

The curly-haired young man is a Spirit Beast; he follows behind elders courteously, respectfully greeting household seniors like a gentleman.

His parents too, proudly shared with villagers gathered in grandpa's house about their son's achievements.

Despite poor studies, he flawlessly inherited the village's enduring "Where there's a will, there's a way" spirit in business.

In his sophomore year, he made his first fortune, and within two years, when funds loosen up, he planned on building a large villa.

"That one with the permed curls? I recall he seems to be Uncle Nanmen's son, named Chen Si..." Ah Qing followed the little fox's direction, startled for a moment said:

"Is there something wrong? I don't really know him, only heard of his diligence during school."

Ah Qing looked confused at the little fox.

Being dubbed "Uncle Nanmen," didn't imply his name was Chen Nanmen, simply that his family lived at the southernmost house, earning a nickname.

"That guy seems not entirely human or possibly possessed by a spirit beast, after dinner, let's see," Ansheng pondered before speaking to Ah Qing.

In Ansheng's eyes, Chen Si remained dubious, possessing human traits yet displaying Spirit Beast traits.

He's stumped, discerning what kind of being Chen Si is.

"Hmm?"

Ah Qing widened her eyes but quickly regained composure, moving her eyes away, whispering beside the little fox:

"Could he be like Sister Shark, a resurrected ancient spiritual being?"

"No clue, but hitting him, or performing a ritual..." Ansheng shrugged.

During New Year's Eve, with guests present, Ansheng wouldn't unleash Power of Will at grandpa's house.

Else, things would turn chaotic.

"No problem, target locked!" Ah Qing seriously reported to Chief Fuli, but secretly whispered in Huhu's ears:

"When we tail him later, can you do me a favor?"

"Hmm? Between us, it's not about helping or not, just say what's on your mind." Ansheng curiously responded.

"It's grandpa's motorbike..." Ah Qing began to Ansheng: "From grandpa's physique, he might have injected Spirit Particle Potion-related stuff."

"But knowing Ahjie, I've always felt motorbikes are too dangerous; I want you to discreetly use [Fox Magic Carpet System] to modify the motorcycle."

"Enhancing safety, ensuring grandpa's protection even during a fall."

Ah Qing contemplated telling the little fox what she's been worried about but hesitant to express.

Having heard a few things from Sun Xingyao about Huhu's ability to enhance vehicles, she's knowingly hesitant to ask directly.