Chapter 213: You Are a National Treasure, Whatever You Do Is Right

The drone broadcast Da Qun catching butterflies in real-time.

Da Qun never could have imagined that its attempt to catch a butterfly was actually being watched by over a million people.

"Uh... such a fierce South China tiger is playing with a butterfly?"

"What's wrong with that? All male creatures are like this; they never grow up."

"If you can play without a care in the world, who wants to shoulder family responsibilities?"

"When Little Qun was around, the big tiger looked pretty fierce to me."

"Nonsense. If you play with Barbie dolls and Ultraman in front of your son, see how he looks at you."

"Makes sense."

The chat room was bustling.

"Big guy!"

Ning Fei called out to Da Qun.

Hearing Ning Fei's call, Da Qun turned to look at him, then trotted over eagerly.

When Little Qun wasn't around, Da Qun seemed especially active, even carrying a hint of wanting to be spoiled. But when Little Qun was present, Da Qun became much more serious.

No one could resist such a big tiger acting cute.

Ning Fei sat down and rubbed its tiger head, feeling quite happy himself.

At the foot of the mountain, Ge Lin and Old Bi watched the scene, utterly speechless.

Ge Lin was especially nervous. After all, what Ning Fei was about to do was incredibly dangerous and could really lead to disastrous consequences.

Da Qun also lay down.

Ning Fei leaned against it, stroking Da Qun's back a few times. Da Qun docilely closed its eyes, looking for all the world like an oversized cat.

Then, Ning Fei took out some of the herbs he had picked that morning from his pocket.

A sharp-eyed viewer immediately pointed out:

"Those are the herbs Ning Guan master picked this morning. He didn't say what they were for at the time."

Seeing this comment, everyone instantly grew curious.

Next, they watched as Ning Fei found two stones, placed the herbs between them, and squeezed hard until green juice seeped out.

Then, he touched Da Qun's rump, parted the fur, and applied all the crushed Maqing Herb directly onto its skin.

Feeling a slight coolness on its rear, Da Qun flicked its ears but had no other extreme reaction.

"Is Ning Guan master applying anesthesia to the tiger?"

"Incredible. This is truly my first time seeing a method like this."

"That makes sense. This way, the tiger's resistance won't be as intense during the injection."

"With mild local anesthesia, and since the tracker's syringe needle isn't long, the tiger won't feel much."

"So smart."

Ning Fei waited a short while. Once he confirmed the anesthetic had taken effect, he took a pistol-shaped syringe from his suitcase. The needle on the syringe was only about eight millimeters long.

This was a product that the Government had paid a hefty price to develop, making it extremely expensive.

Seeing Ning Fei pick up the gun, the viewers in the live stream involuntarily tensed up.

Far away at the foot of the mountain, Ge Lin and Old Bi likewise clenched their fists, their breathing growing cautious.

The atmosphere was truly quite tense.

One man, holding an injection gun, was about to give a shot to a live tiger.

No matter how you looked at it, this seemed like courting death.

Compared to the nervous netizens, Ning Fei appeared much more composed.

He first stroked Da Qun's fur a few times, then, holding the gun in his right hand, drove it straight into Da Qun's rump.

"Pfft!"

With a faint sound, Ning Fei swiftly withdrew the gun.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

The netizens held their breath in that instant, terrified that something awful was about to happen on stream.

Looking back at Da Qun, the tiger was still lying on its side. Its expression remained completely unfazed, and its tail continued to leisurely swish back and forth against the earth.

The adult, wild South China tiger looked as if it hadn't felt a thing.

"That... is it?"

The netizens commented, completely speechless.

They had thought it would be a thrilling scene, but looking at it now, there wasn't even a ripple of excitement.

Ning Fei giving the tiger a shot just looked like a gentle pat.

Ning Fei picked all the herbs off the South China tiger's rump and smoothed out its fur. The anesthetic effect of the Maqing Herb came and went quickly; after a little while, the tiger would return to normal without any issues.

Through all of Ning Fei's maneuvering, the South China tiger only felt a numbing sensation on its rear, accompanied by a touch of coolness and relief.

After spending a little more time with the big tiger, Ning Fei set off to find the other two.

The mother tiger and the cub were both sunbathing. Ning Fei repeated his method, approaching them and applying the herb to their rears.

Then, aiming at their rumps, Ning Fei gave each of the two tigers an injection.

The entire process flowed as smoothly as moving clouds and flowing water. The South China tigers barely mounted any drastic reactions at all.

This scene truly stunned everyone.

The trending topic of Ning Fei soaking in the hot spring from yesterday was still active, and today, without any surprise, the video of him giving tigers injections surged across the internet once more.

Down the mountain, Ge Lin hurriedly called her unit. The other end confirmed that the signals for all three South China tigers could now be tracked.

In other words, the most crucial step of the South China Tiger Conservation Plan was complete.

According to conventional logic, this step would usually involve dispatching a tiger capture team to knock the tigers out with a Tranquilizer Gun, cage them, implant the microchips, and then release them.

But now, Ning Fei's appearance had simplified this step immensely.

"This man is truly divine. Could he actually be an immortal?"

Ge Lin was now in absolute awe of Ning Fei.

A task that seemed utterly impossible to an ordinary person appeared, in Ning Fei's hands, like he was merely handling some trivial chore.

Not long after finishing all of this, Ning Fei came down carrying the suitcase.

He handed the suitcase over to the assistant, Wang Zhou, and asked Ge Lin, "Well? Is it done?"

Ge Lin smiled and nodded, saying, "It's all sorted out. Thank you so much, Mr. Ning. You really did us a huge favor."

"It's nothing. As long as it protects the South China tigers, that's enough."

Ning Fei's intention behind doing this was to protect Little Qun and the others so they would never have to worry about poachers again.

Furthermore, even if they were accidentally injured, the Government departments would step in to rescue them.

"Impressive!" Old Bi, who was close with him, gave a thumbs-up from the side, clicking his tongue in endless admiration.

Ning Fei shrugged, not feeling like it was a big deal.

Afterward, the group hurried back.

In reality, Ge Lin and Wang Zhou hadn't needed to tag along; Ning Fei could have handled it himself.

However, the micro-trackers inside the suitcase were worth hundreds of thousands, if not millions. Whether she trusted Ning Fei or not, Ge Lin couldn't leave its side for a second; it was her duty.

Since Ge Lin and Wang Zhou were tagging along, Old Bi had been assigned to follow them as well.

On the way back, Ning Fei said, "Old Bi, take them back first. I need to go to the nearby woods to harvest some bamboo."

Ge Lin spoke a few more words of gratitude before Ning Fei waved them off and headed straight for the mountain forest to pick some New Green Bamboo.

It was the perfect season for New Green Bamboo's vigorous growth, making freshly harvested shoots easier to transplant successfully.

So, he spent over an hour searching the mountains again, before finally returning to Qingfeng Temple with a full bundle of verdant little bamboo shoots in his arms.

By the time he returned to the Daoist temple, it was already evening. The New Green Bamboo couldn't sit overnight; it had to be planted immediately, or its survival rate would plummet.

Therefore, Ning Fei had the drone turn on its light and ran to the back mountain late at night to plant the bamboo.

Little Qun's family, Dark Circles—Ning Fei had truly worn his heart out trying to make sure these guys could live more comfortably.

The wind was strong that night.

Through the drone's lens, everything outside the beam of light was pitch-black.

A gust of wind howled past, causing the leaves in the bamboo forest to rustle violently together—an eerie sound to hear.

Ning Fei wasn't afraid. His heart was free of evil, malice, and ghosts, harboring an enduring righteousness; what he feared least were evil spirits.

The netizens watching Ning Fei's stream, however, felt their skin crawling.

Just then, a dark shadow abruptly appeared in the shot, right next to Ning Fei!

Seeing the shadow, quite a few netizens jumped in fright.

The surroundings were already pitch-black. If the viewers hadn't known Ning Fei was planting bamboo, the scene on the stream would have just looked like a Daoist priest digging something up over and over again on a dark, windy night.

It looked like he was possessed.

Ning Fei heard the commotion as well. Turning to look, he saw it was none other than Dark Circles.

At this moment, Dark Circles ambled over with a face full of curiosity, wanting to see exactly what Ning Fei was doing.

Seeing it was Dark Circles, the netizens finally let out a sigh of relief.

"So it's a panda. I almost got scared half to death by a panda."

Ning Fei smiled helplessly and said to Dark Circles, "Don't eat this bamboo yet. Wait until it grows next year, and then you can eat as much as you want."

Dark Circles didn't listen to him at all, grabbing a shoot of New Green Bamboo and starting to munch away heartily on the side.

Seeing this, Ning Fei sighed, shook his head, and added, "Eat if you want to. You're a national treasure; whatever you do is right."