Chapter 1072: 1069: When in Rome

"Am I talking about... the temperature issue?"Ah Qing shrank her neck, trying to compress her body to avoid stray bullets, and rolled her eyes.

Ah Qing saw the scenes of the little fox at work, heading to military areas for meetings, negotiating with Spirit Beasts, quelling troublesome Spirit Beasts in the city, and attending classes.

But!

Now it was a whole new experience, as the crab-eating macaque opposite picked up old firearms for a sweep, while the monkeys on Qingao Island each found cover for sniping, blasting a fifteen-meter range in one go.

The Security Bureau's logistics support team each released exploding time travel machines to launch air raids on the crab-eating macaques.

If the scene didn't feel right, Ah Qing would have stuffed Xiaolan into her hoodie and sneaked away, fearing an unknown stray bullet might come and blow the little fox's head away.

"No choice, we have to blend in." Ansheng glanced sideways at Ah Qing, smiling:

"In the Spirit Beast worldview, there is a rule all Spirit Beasts follow."

"If we don't beat them up, they might have countless conditions and demands, but as long as we hit them, they only have one core request!"

Master Fuli's confident words echoed amidst the cannon shots in the forest:

"That's... begging us not to hit them!"

"Ah this..."

Ah Qing's expression froze upon hearing this, feeling a tingling on her scalp, as if she was growing a brain.

The little fox's logic was a bit rogue, but it made a lot of sense.

"No need to worry, our firepower is more intense, and the others are just some old fools."

Ansheng withdrew his gaze, simultaneously removing the Power of Will used to block incoming bullets.

In moments of artillery exchange, the monkeys had already used powerful firepower, driving the crab-eating macaques into disarray.

Even with strong Healing Power, in this middle-door sniping scenario, the crab-eating macaques let out a horrified shriek, threw down their burning sticks, and scattered.

"Advance, advance, don't let the monkeys escape!" Old Feng shouted, calling the team forward and releasing large drones to track and lock onto the crab-eating macaques' lair.

Monkey groups would have a leader; capturing the leader might explain why crab-eating macaques carry plant genes.

Feng Wenyu took the lead, with monkeys armed with various heavy firepower weapons following closely behind.

"Master Fuli, please come quickly...."

After defeating the crab-eating macaque group, Jin Wanlin was prepared to capture the remaining defeated soldiers when something caught her eye, shocking her. She hurriedly called Master Fuli over.

"I have new findings here. The crab-eating macaque seems to have high research value..."

"What did you discover?"

Perched on Ah Qing's shoulder, Ansheng showed a strange expression, looking towards where Jin Wanlin pointed.

It was a crab-eating macaque behind a tree, half-buried in the soil, paying no attention to anything, with a tense and serious expression, carefully lifting the severed part of its body to the fractured end.

As the two wound edges approached, grayish-white transparent mucus began to leak out.

The transparent mucus, like glue, forcibly adhered the severed monkey tail together.

Although torn wounds were still visible above, it had clearly changed from a severely injured severed limb to a minor tear.

"Amazing!"

Witnessing the self-healing process of the crab-eating macaque, Ansheng couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

If the Security Bureau could decipher the chemical formula of the "glue" secreted by the crab-eating macaques, it might directly apply in clinical medicine.

Much like the "Chemical Three-piece Set," it was developed based on Spirit Beast secretions as special weapons.

"Squeak!"

The crab-eating macaque, focused on healing, suddenly transformed its face into a fiercely menacing expression upon the healing's completion, emitting a threatening scream, and lunged towards the nearest Master Fuli.

"Three thousand!"

Ansheng glanced sideways at the crab-eating macaque, as his fluffy white fox tail raised, readying for a lash, yet Ah Qing shouted loudly, taking action first.

The crab-eating macaque extended its arm towards Jin Wanlin's chest, but Ah Qing raised her hand to press down the wrist, firmly gripping the arm in a lock, her left fist struck heavily into the crab-eating macaque's chest and abdomen, causing a burst of monkey fur.

The crab-eating macaque's form instantly halted, startled expression on its face as it flew backward, crashing into a tree.

"Bang—"

The figure of the crab-eating macaque crashing into the tree slid slowly to the forest's decomposed soil.

Ah Qing's expression froze, staring dully at her left hand that had hit the crab-eating macaque, showing a strange look.

It felt so... comfortable, as if it had been practiced countless times, all instinctive.

"... Hiss, it is back! It's back!" Uncle Jinlong, upon seeing Ah Qing hitting another Spirit Beast, gasped, turning around to run beside Jin Wanlin, hugged her leg, and muttered.

After injecting the Spirit Particle Potion, how strong Ah Qing's fist was, other Spirit Beasts might not know, but Uncle Jinlong definitely did.

"... Three thousand?" Ansheng looked at Ah Qing, with a strange expression on the fox's small face as he asked, "Is your technique name also aimed at intimidating enemies with a loud shout, like mine?"

"Uh... No, the previous waist-concealing punch, if it strikes a person, at least compensates three thousand bucks."

"If pursued further, followed by a hand turn, with a Dragon Seeking Hand from Bagua Zhang, adds another five thousand."

Ah Qing explained while dissecting the earlier waist-concealing punch for the little fox.

The right hand had blocked, causing a forward body angle, so her left side could easily contract with the waist, forming a bow-like stance, channeling all the body's energy into her left hand.

"However, it felt so strange at the time, I don't remember ever learning Bajiquan and Bagua Zhang..." Ah Qing scratched her itchy head, complaining to the little fox.

The crab-eating macaque rose to attack, and Ah Qing realized the situation, but she had a brief daze, sudden scenes flashing through her mind.

The scenes included hearing the coach's chat and demonstration during high school physical training classes, and her mom presenting an acupuncture copper model, pointing out compensation rates for hitting different parts.

The two scenes blurred and mixed, so Ah Qing shouted "Three thousand" and executed Bajiquan's waist-concealing punch.

"... Your mom's so straightforward." Ansheng stayed silent for a good while, yet couldn't help but make the joke.

Others describe fighting techniques as effective in actual combat, able to suppress enemies.

For Chen Peipei, it was good to describe martial arts technique power with medical compensation rates.

Waist-concealing punch three grand, Dragon Seeking Hand five grand, a soccer kick after that might as well eat peanuts.

"However, what's up with your Dragon Seeking Hand, why does it cost five thousand?" Ansheng's lips twitched, staring at Ah Qing as he asked.

"Snuzzle." Ah Qing looked at the little fox and said, "It's a technique to strike precisely when the opponent's middle gate opens, using the back of the fist to fiercely hit the exposed philtrum..."

As Ah Qing spoke, a subtle flush momentarily crossed her cheek.

Dragon Seeking Hand has a nice name, but it's really just a powerful hit aimed at the opponent's bridge.

Lightly could shock the enemy unconscious, heavily trigger reverse effects defying nature.

Compensation starting at five thousand bucks is, in fact, entirely reasonable and legitimate.

"..." Ansheng had a black line look as he gazed at Ah Qing. Ah Qing slightly turned her head away, her eyes a bit adrift, unwilling to meet the little fox's strange gaze.

Ah Qing even noticed the little fox's tail shrunk back instinctively, wrapping around her backside, subtly covering her bell.

"Master Fuli! Quickly retreat, the hardcore is coming!"

Just as Master Fuli gazed at Ah Qing's cheek, seemingly wanting to discover what "Martial Arts Mastery" she might still hide.

Feng Wenyu, who had been pursuing the remaining enemy, suddenly returned, retreating and calling Master Fuli, Ah Qing, and Jin Wanlin with him.

"A poop-playing gorilla just came from behind, able to spew stinking green gas bombs from its mouth..."