Chapter 155: Monkey

The system is saying this now, obviously because these people are starting to suspect the system is malfunctioning! It has nothing to do with Cheng Shuili!

She actually just came up with that thought...

Cheng Shuili immediately opened the panel and glanced at her health value—90. No problem, she's very healthy!

After Cheng Shuili finished the preventive medicine the Beast‑man chief gave her, her health rose to that number; the portion below 80 is locked, but the 80‑to‑90 range is not.

So Cheng Shuili recently got a taste of what it's like to be a normal person, and the feeling is not good at all!

If she doesn't sleep before ten o'clock, her health drops a bit; waking up in the morning after a restless dream also deducts a bit! Even getting on a vehicle and suddenly moving from an air‑conditioned room to a scorching outside environment will cut health!

According to that deduction method, Cheng Shuili's health should soon fall back to 80, but...

Cheng Shuili's meals are good.

Even if it deducts quickly, it can't beat the hearty food Qi Wan Yi cooks!

After a night, her health had dropped to 80, but after breakfast it crept back up again.

The system probably didn't anticipate anyone could eat this well within a month of the server opening!

As for why it doesn't reach 100, Cheng Shuili guesses it may be due to her own body.

After all, she once suffered sudden death; her foundation is more than a notch weaker, and without special items, 90 is the ceiling for her body, no amount of food can raise it.

After that brief delay, the system finally began announcing the rewards for this Instance.

Cheng Shuili instantly perked up, perking her ears to listen attentively, but soon she lowered her head again.

This crappy system started announcing from the Normal tier; getting to Hell tier will probably take a long time.

She stood up and turned around; Su Rui was still in the cockpit, driving with all her effort. Cheng Shuili began to admire her—being tired is one thing, feeling bored is another.

Driving nearly twelve hours a day; without some willpower, you really can't keep it up.

Cheng Shuili sighed, bored and about to tease Su Rui, when she suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the rear of the vehicle.

It was the sour‑tinged sound of nails scraping the car's hard shell.

It felt as if something outside was scratching their car!

But the vehicle was still moving; at this speed, whatever could hit their car couldn't be a person!

Cheng Shuili's nerves snapped taut; she immediately frowned, and in the blink of an eye a long blade was already in her hand.

She tiptoed toward the rear, peering out through the window.

A hairy hand clung to the metal shell at the back, its sharp nails deeply embedded in the steel, producing a chilling scraping sound.

Cheng Shuili held her breath, gripped the hilt, and slowly edged closer to the window.

The furry hand suddenly retracted, and a snarling face lunged out from the rear, meeting her gaze—

It was a primate creature, its blood‑red eyes bulging, murky slime dripping from its fangs—a clear sign of serious illness!

It grinned, emitting a weird "gurgle" laugh; another claw reached out to attack Cheng Shuili, but as if restrained, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't make contact.

Cheng Shuili exhaled, not attacking rashly.

The car is still moving at high speed; opening the door would be dangerous, let alone fighting this sick monkey at such speed!

She stood still, checked that the irate monkey couldn't move, then calmly knocked on the cockpit door.

Cheng Shuili said briefly, "Something's wrong, stop the car first."

Su Rui immediately slowed, and once the vehicle came to a steady stop, she rose from the cockpit.

In terms of safety awareness, Su Rui definitely puts Cheng Shuili at ease.

The car just halted, and Cheng Shuili yanked the door open and leapt out, the long blade glinting coldly in the sun. She circled to the rear, where the ape had already released its claws, baring its teeth and staring at her.

"What the heck is this?" Su Rui asked as she got out from the other side, holding the dagger Cheng Shuili had given her.

Cheng Shuili frowned and replied, "A monkey, but clearly sick. Not sure if it's contagious… be careful, don't let it touch you."

The two didn't dare approach for a while, standing still to observe.

The monkey's limbs stretched toward both of them, yet despite not touching the vehicle, why was it still at the rear?

The monkey thrashed, finally revealing the answer to Cheng Shuili: it had been caught by her premium automatic hunting device!

The device's several spider‑like legs clung tightly to the monkey's body; the fur simply concealed them, making them less visible.

Those spider legs were bound especially firmly—no wonder it couldn't even get off the vehicle; the monkey could only wiggle its limbs and head slightly.

Cheng Shuili had previously applied a filter to this hunting device, after all it was the first blueprint she successfully refined.

She used to think upgrading from a simple lasso trap to this level was incredibly powerful! Now Cheng Shuili only feels frustrated—like iron that won't become steel!

Hunting also needs eyes, okay? Just because you're a machine, you can skip having eyes? On what grounds?

Premium automatic hunting device: "…"

The requirements shouldn't be too high.

The more Cheng Shuili thought about it, the angrier she got—catching a monkey is one thing, but a sick one is another!

She suddenly regretted—how could she have taken the simple hunting trap blueprint, improved it once, and already manufactured it?

She should have refined it several more times.

Continuing this nesting process would eventually yield an intelligent machine that can distinguish prey, decide whether to kill it, and give voice alerts on capture success!

But that's an ideal; the refined blueprints won't succeed every time, and just thinking about it makes Cheng Shuili realize how huge the demand for energy stones is!

Although she can't see a clear success‑rate figure, she has her own guesses.

The simpler the prefix, the higher the chance of successful refinement. Conversely, the better the prefix—like this blueprint's "Premium"—the lower the probability of success.

Even with boundless ambition to keep refining, she still has to check whether her pocket holds enough energy stones!

Thinking about this now is obviously untimely; the urgent matter is how to deal with this sick monkey.

Cheng Shuili gripped the long blade, staring at the constantly struggling sick ape as her mind raced.

"Don't get close yet," she whispered to Su Rui, "It looks seriously ill; if it's contagious, that'll be trouble."

Su Rui nodded, but still held the dagger steadily: "Can the hunting device eliminate it directly?"

Of course not.

It hasn't reached that level of intelligence yet.

Cheng Shuili took a deep breath, the hand gripping the long sword subtly adjusted its angle: "Su Rui, you circle to its side to attract its attention; I will deal with it from the front."