Forest Ranger, starting from Picking Up a Lynx Girl

Chen Ying was stunned for a moment but couldn't help laughing.

He shared the incident of the leopard clinging to him to find its mother with Group Leader Qi, "So I was thinking, why not give it some direction? More interaction could also lead to more little leopards being born in the wild."

In fact, regarding this issue, not only for leopards and tigers but for many wild species that are increasingly scarce, related research teams have been considering the possibility of reintroduction into the wild.

As of now, nationwide, only the reintroduction of giant pandas into the wild has been successful.

After all, each animal's personality and living habits are different; what works for giant pandas might not necessarily suit tigers and leopards.

However, paths are made by walking, and researchers continuously explore various methods with only one goal, to let the wild populations thrive and reproduce healthily.

Directly releasing a female leopard into the wild was certainly not feasible, but it was possible to let a wild male leopard meet her in a small area.

Before Chen Ying, they dared not even contemplate such a possibility, but now, perhaps it was time to give it a try?

After discussing the follow-up actions with Group Leader Qi, Chen Ying planned to return to Jiamu Gully, arrange the upcoming tasks, and then return to the Tiger and Leopard Breeding Center to jointly kickstart the new plan.

After all, this plan couldn't just be decided by the two of them; it required multiple levels of reporting and approval from the leaders before it could enter the implementation phase.

Another reason Chen Ying had to return to Jiamu Gully was that he needed to visit his orthopedic mentor to ask him to help design a complete set of treatment and rehabilitation tools based on the data provided here.

These items would need frequent updating and replacement since, after leaving the juvenile phase, a tiger cub grows very rapidly. The customized items would need adjustments periodically, and being too far away would really be inconvenient.

Before leaving, he visited the disabled tiger cub and told it that he was going to get tools made for treating it and that he would be back in about ten days.

Wild tigers can go several days without food after a hearty meal, but captive tigers have scheduled and measured meat supplies every day.

Chen Ying made a promise to it, saying, "Eat ten basins of meat, and I'll be back to accompany you."

After arranging the acupuncture and medication treatment for the sub-adult tiger for the next few days, Chen Ying finally boarded the plane home.

He rushed straight to school.

He spoke face-to-face with Professor Bai about the progress of the two projects he was handling, the challenges they were facing, and the support he needed from the professor.

After essentially resolving a series of issues, Chen Ying cautiously brought up the plans for the Northeast Tiger's reintroduction that Group Leader Qi had discussed with him.

Professor Bai took off his glasses and looked seriously at his proud student.

"The help I can provide you is limited to medical techniques and pharmaceuticals, but beyond that, I trust your judgment. However, as a teacher, I want to say, biting off more than you can chew will do no good—focus solidly on these two projects first and put others on hold for now."

Chen Ying muttered to himself, wasn't filming the science popularization program something the professor had agreed on his behalf? And now he was complaining about him spreading himself too thin.

Professor Bai immediately saw his favorite student grumbling internally and promptly threw a pencil at him.

Chen Ying didn't dare dodge and obediently let the pencil hit him on the forehead.

"What I'm talking about is the prolonged battle you're engaging in. The research on lynx and snow leopards, you've reached an agreement with the River Source Center, and that's settled. But frankly, the Northeast Tiger project, you were a bit rash."

As a teacher, he spoke earnestly to Chen Ying, breaking down the matter.

"You think you are progressing evenly without delaying anyone's time, but you need to understand, research has no bounds, but researchers do."

Chen Ying's eyes widened.

"Fine, this matter is settled. I'll give a heads-up to the Northeast Agricultural University, and you can seek help from their School of Veterinary Medicine if there are any issues. Their director is my junior."

Professor Bai casually acted the part, and of course, Chen Ying adeptly delivered some flattery.

The mentor and disciple performed a little drama in the office, and both sides were pleased.

When Chen Ying went to get the treatment equipment customized for the tiger cub from his orthopedic elder brother, Professor Bai called his northeastern junior, and after exchanging pleasantries, he brought up Chen Ying's involvement with the Tiger and Leopard Breeding Center's reintroduction program.

Director Jin was very interested in the project, immediately clapped his chest, and declared that he would take care of it. He would handle the collaboration with the Tiger Leopard Center, and Chen Ying would follow their teaching support route.

With him there, no one dared to point fingers at Chen Ying.

After returning to the mountain, he didn't see Jinya.

It had probably run off to find some peace, who could blame it when the entire mountain was enveloped in a peach-pink scent lately, making Jinya very uncomfortable, so it had simply fled in respect.

The young men and women at the emergency station had been incredibly busy lately.

Spring, after all, was when hormones surged the most, and merely dealing with the injured animals from fights and jealousy almost left them without time to eat.

The medical area of the Protection Station proved useful again, with even the rescue center sending additional staff to assist the emergency station with the injured animals.

Such was the case with animals, and birds were no exception.

Fortunately, the Bird Research Institute had set up a separate observation station, where most injured birds received timely treatment. Those needing shelter, the lightly injured waiting for release were kept in the bird enclosures behind the Protection Station, and those severely injured requiring long-term care were transferred to the Bird Research Institute's rescue center.

Old Gao had huge, dark bags under his eyes and looked as though he might keel over.

Upon seeing Chen Ying, he let out a weird yell and pointed a stick at him.

"Stop that sorcery, old freak. If you keep this up, the next time you come back, you'll only be bringing me paper money."

Chen Ying couldn't help but laugh as he blocked the stick in his hand and forcefully persuaded him to go to sleep.

Perhaps knowing that Chen Ying had returned and the pressure was not as great, Old Gao fell asleep within three seconds of hitting the bed, his snores thundering like thunder.

Unable to bother with pleasantries, Chen Ying checked on the currently sheltered animals and organized the surgeries in order of urgency.

Elder Tiger's one eye was now barely able to make out objects. Although still not clear, at least he wouldn't bump into things while walking.

Knowing that the station was short-staffed, Elder Tiger kindly took up the responsibility of caring for the two little tiger cubs.

Really, for an old male tiger, raising kids was darn fresh!

Chen Ying had been back for six days and only slept about four or five hours each day. Before leaving, he checked all the animals with minor injuries again and arranged for their timely release.

The best part about the emergency station was that the release procedures were extremely simple. Put on the collar, open the cage door, and let them walk out on their own.

Perhaps because of word of mouth among the animals, once released, they directly left the area and sought other places to settle their disputes or hunts.

Recently, for the last couple of months, there had been quite a few teams working in the wild, in Jiamu Gully and the two nearby protection zones, mostly involving feline-related research teams.

Every time an animal was released, a team followed.

The collars at the rescue station were sponsored by these teams.

It was also based on the collar numbers that they identified their research subjects.

Really, this assembly line operation was performing well, though it wasn't exactly friendly to those doing field research. The released animals either ran eight hundred miles overnight with their collars or continued to partake in male conflicts until they were gloriously injured again.

On the ninth day after his return, Chen Ying received a call from the keeper group at the Northeast Tiger and Leopard Breeding Center.

The disabled tiger cub missed him and had started to refuse food.

Chen Ying was slightly surprised and after much questioning, confirmed that the tiger cub had indeed understood his words; it hadn't seen him after eating ten basins of meat and had started to create a scene.

"We've always fed according to the regulations, but on the sixth day, a new staff member took over. To acquaint him with the tiger cub, he was asked to feed it a second time. However, we controlled the portion carefully, definitely no overfeeding!"

Chen Ying was at a loss for words. How could he explain to them that he had promised the tiger cub that they would meet after it finished ten basins of meat? He pondered, tigers can't count, right?

What, did a math genius appear among the Northeast Tigers?

To soothe the tiger cub, Chen Ying had no choice but to make a video call, asking the person on the other end to hold the phone close to the tiger cub as he personally explained things.

Chen Ying swore he could see the corner of the person's mouth twitch.

However, this method was effective. Upon hearing his voice, the tiger cub's listless mood swept away. It howled at the phone for a long time, accusing Chen Ying of breaking his promise.

Chen Ying realized that this little brain tiger was truly exceptionally smart.

Perhaps when God had closed a door on it, he had broken a window for it.

But really, what was the use of being so smart for it?

With this thought, Chen Ying felt a bit downhearted.

Perhaps it was the roar of a tiger from Chen Ying's phone that attracted the two little tiger cubs.

They frolicked over to Chen Ying, hanging on his clothes like ordinary house cats.

The disabled little brain tiger, with its overly sharp ears, heard the sound of the tiger cubs on the other end. It roared agitatedly, nearly biting the keeper's phone to pieces.

After a hasty greeting, the keeper quickly put the phone away.

A broken phone was a minor issue, but if the broken phone hurt the young tiger, it would be troublesome.

Knowing that the little brain tiger was angry, Chen Ying originally planned to stay a couple more days but didn't dare any longer. He instructed Little Sen to clean up a small room outside the storeroom to serve as the little tiger's rehabilitation area.

The warehouse originally had two wooden steps down to the ground, which now needed to be reworked into a gentle third slope.

Little Sen had heard about the situation of the Northeast Little Brain Tiger from Chen Ying, and between rescuing animals, he had also been quickly brushing up on his knowledge about Northeast Tigers, even shamelessly approaching a professor from his university days to inquire about some issues.

Chen Ying hurriedly picked up the custom tools from his senior brother, handled the air freight logistics, and without a moment's rest, appeared in front of the little brain tiger within two days.

Upon seeing Chen Ying, the tiger cub floundered to greet him, getting so excited that it tumbled over. It let out a howl and with its two front limbs firmly holding up most of its body, the other leg, which had some neural response, quivered for a dozen seconds.

Watching this scene, Chen Ying was completely stunned.

The nearby keeper, after exclaiming, quickly covered their mouth, yet tears involuntarily flowed down.