Super Zoo

Chapter 251 Midnight Spring Outing (Third Watch Asking for Stability)

Why should monkeys trouble monkeys? Suming turned around and rolled his eyes at a group of macaques inside Monkey Mountain, thinking these guys were also too idle, why bother to provoke these gibbons.

"The problem is, what are you going out for? You can't help with wine brewing," Suming said to the gibbons' cage, gesturing a drinking motion and communicated with spiritual power.

Even though the gibbons couldn't brew wine, since they had made the request, Suming thought that taking them out for fun occasionally was okay. Since gibbons are rare protected animals, it would be like letting them go wild; if they could get used to life in the wild, it wouldn't hurt to let them live in the hills behind the zoo.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Suming mention 'mother's wine,' an old gibbon with face hair turning white from age immediately jumped down from the tree, hopped to a corner of the cage, picked up some rotten apples and the like, and presented them in front of Suming. It arranged the rotten apples together and then, swinging its fists, started pounding furiously at the apples.

In no time, the rotten apples turned into a mushy pulp, with juice oozing out.

Suming couldn't help but laugh silently; brewing wine was a matter of skill, not just mixing a few fruits together and smashing them to a pulp to make wine.

"Alright, alright, stop smashing. I'll take you out, okay? Tonight, when the moon reaches the middle of the sky, I'll come to pick you up. Be ready."

Upon hearing Suming's agreement, the gibbons, which had been in a rage just a moment ago, immediately became playful and began swinging joyfully from branch to branch, their sounds of 'ook ook' also filled with joy.

Only the one who had lost a tooth sat sullenly on the tree, holding its cheek with a palm, gritting its teeth as if in great pain.

No wonder it hurt; having a perfectly good tooth snapped off would undoubtedly bring an intensely sour pain!

"Serves you right, now you know what pain is..." Suming used his spiritual power to give it some treatment. The broken tooth was bleeding profusely; without spiritual power, the creature would have fainted from blood loss by now.

Soon, a vet arrived carrying a large box from the sightseeing car, followed by Little Hou. The zoo's veterinary clinic consisted of one vet and three nurses, mainly treating animals and occasionally humans. Sometimes the medicines used for animals and humans were the same, with Isatis root granules being the most common.

According to the vet, Isatis root wouldn't kill a person or an animal if consumed...

After the simple treatment, the vet indeed pulled out his trump card, a big packet of Isatis root granules.

Upon receiving the order, the Monkey King sniffed the fruits in the baskets. Whenever he found the ones he needed, he would 'squeak squeak squeak' at the basket a few times, and Su Meng would pack the specified fruit into a backpack one of the monkeys was carrying. Once full, they'd zip up the backpack, and the monkey, with its bulging pack, would squat to the side, ready to go, while another macaque or gibbon stepped up like on an assembly line to continue with fruit packing.

Soon, all fifteen primates were wearing heavy backpacks. Suming carried one as well, with Su Meng's being the largest, likely holding over a hundred pounds of fruit.

"Let's go!"

The primates filed out in succession, like a band of triumphant thieves with their backpacks, forming a line as they followed Suming toward the rear mountains. The books bags were so full that the macaques and gibbons, now laden with them, had no choice but to follow Suming on foot, unable to leap through the trees as they usually might, looking for all the world like a group of elementary students on a spring outing.

Huiya had brought a pack of dogs to the back mountain to assist, all large breeds specifically chosen by Suming, including German Shepherds, Golden Retrievers, Huskies, and the like. When they saw Suming approaching, Huiya took the lead and ran over.

"Mount up!" Suming chuckled.

The large dogs lay down, allowing the macaques and gibbons to climb onto their backs, then stood up and cheerfully ran deeper into the back mountain.

Whether gibbons or macaques, it was their first time 'riding dogs'. Clinging tightly around the dogs' necks with their forelimbs, they bared their teeth and looked around nervously, their tails all pointed sky-high with anxiety.

While the monkeys had dogs to ride, Suming and Su Meng had a tougher time, having to walk on foot. Suming was a lazy fellow; not long into their journey, he casually hung his own bag on Su Meng. Enjoy new tales from empire

"Ah, if only Second Senior Brother were here," Suming longingly recalled the days just past when he rode wild boars like a knight. This back mountain was simply too vast, and the paths too rough. Su Meng was accustomed to tumbling through the mountains without issue, but Suming could hardly bear it.

In time, he planned to have Second Senior Brother pass his leadership to the second pig and then come to serve as his mount, to save him from having to walk to the back mountain on his own two feet every time.

After more than an hour trekking through the mountain, they finally reached the wine-making location chosen by the Monkey King.

"You sure know how to pick a spot!" Seeing the site before him, Suming laughed with approval.

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PS: There will be two more chapters at 8 pm tonight, totaling five chapters and ten thousand words.