Gu Huaiwei started to make fun of herself: "Can the naked eye tell whether I'm healthy or not? Maybe I have some hidden genetic disease or mental illness?"

She thought that the next time she opened her business, she would put on makeup like a starving ghost and then go crazy for no reason.

"Want to test it?"

Zhou Chuan Ning took out a small white square machine from his pocket.

Gu Huaiwei looked at the machine and asked curiously, "What is this used for?"

Zhou Chuanning: "It can measure your physical and mental qualities."

"Sure, how do I test it?" Gu Huaiwei suddenly felt playful. She was always happy to try new things.

"Just put a drop of your blood on it."

"Okay, I'll ask the waiter for a needle and lighter."

Gu Huaiwei was about to raise her hand to call the waiter when Zhou Chuanning stopped her.

"No, I'll help you."

Zhou Chuan Ning's originally neatly trimmed nails suddenly poked out and became extremely sharp.

He cut Gu Huaiwei's finger, grabbed her hand and placed it on the machine, squeezed it slightly, and bright red blood dripped into the blood tank of the machine.

The sweet aroma of blood made Zhou Chuan Ning's throat move slightly.

Once upon a time, in an era when aliens could slaughter humans at will, they could let humans lay eggs while tasting human flesh and blood.

Unfortunately, that glorious era is gone.

As a law enforcer, Zhou Chuan Ning should not miss the past.

The machine's values ​​began to spin rapidly.

Gu Huaiwei looked at her physical fitness score of 120 and her mental state score of 101.

“Is this considered high or low?”

Zhou Chuan Ning looked at the value on the machine, then his dark eyes fell on Gu Huaiwei and he slowly replied, "The upper limit for humans is 100."

Gu Huaiwei patted the machine that seemed to be malfunctioning.

She frowned slightly. "Then what's going on with my two stats? How did they break through the upper limit?"