I raise furry animals and fly them to my motherland.

Chapter 226 Air Transport Team

"Little Grey, could you please ask Brother Vulture and his wife to airlift a batch of materials over for me?"

Xu Ying conceived a plan to fill the cracks in the groundwater layer: "A small river to the north has dried up, and we need to repair this crack in the groundwater layer as soon as possible."

"There's a barrel of resin in locker number one, the one with the sapling picture on it. Have Boss Fox point it out to Brother Vulture; Boss Fox recognizes it."

……

The grey drongo quickly memorized the information, flapped its wings, and flew out of the rescue station, summoning vultures with its unique call.

At this moment, the eldest fox and the little sand cat were playing Ludo in the sand in the backyard of the rescue station. The chessboard, made from scrap wood, had been worn shiny, and the pieces were made from bottle caps of different colors.

[My turn!]
The fox leader threw the dice, his eyes lighting up. [Six steps!]
As it spoke, it pushed the chess piece forward six squares, but secretly used the tip of its tail to push it one more square, making it seven. Its fluffy ears twitched smugly, thinking it had done the perfect thing.

[Wait, did you walk too far?] The little sand cat tilted its head, its amber eyes full of doubt, and began to count seriously: [One, two, three] Its little paws clumsily tapped the squares, and its tail swayed nervously from side to side.

Just as the little sand cat was counting with its head down, the eldest fox quietly pushed the little sand cat's chess piece back one space with its paw, and then pretended to whistle as if nothing had happened.

[Five, six, huh?] The little sand cat looked up in confusion, its ears drooping. [It seems to be in this square.] It scratched its head with its paw, feeling that something was wrong.

The fox leader looked completely innocent, his eyes wide: [Really? Maybe I slipped. I'll put it back then.]
It pretended to move its own piece back one square, but deliberately didn't move the little sand cat's piece back to its original position, and even secretly winked at Fox Xiao Wu who was watching the game from the side.

The little sand cat stared at its chess piece, about to lash out, when suddenly—

[Fox Boss!] Gray Curly Tail swooped down, its claws precisely grabbing Fox Boss's round, plump rump fur.

The fox leader was startled, thinking it had been caught bullying the little sand cat. It quickly kicked its legs and begged for forgiveness: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never cheat again." It pitifully curled up into a ball, its tail tightly tucked between its hind legs.

The gray-tailed fox looked at the guilty-looking little fox and tilted its head helplessly: [Who cares if you cheated or not! Station Master Xu needs your help to lead the vultures in picking up the goods!]
Several black dots had already appeared in the distant sky; the vulture convoy was landing one after another. Their broad wings cast long shadows in the setting sun, and the sound of their powerful flapping wings grew louder as they approached.

The lead vulture let out a long cry, as if to greet us.

The eldest fox quickly jumped up, shaking off the sand: [Coming, coming!] It ran back to the rescue station using all four paws, skillfully pressing the door open button with its front paws. The rescue station door creaked open, revealing neatly arranged storage lockers inside.

Under the fox leader's guidance, the vultures worked in perfect harmony: one precisely hooked open the cabinet door with its curved beak, while the other carefully carried out the resin bucket. Their movements were surprisingly gentle, completely unlike their usual ferocious hunting prowess. The fox leader stood by, directing, occasionally pointing out items that needed to be moved with its paw: [That bag of red sand-stabilizing agent, yes, that's it!]
Before long, all the supplies were sorted, and the vultures gripped the goods firmly with their claws before taking flight.

Their broad wings whipped up a whirlwind, making the fox leader's fur stand on end. In the blink of an eye, this special transport team disappeared into the golden-red sky of the desert.

Vultures' talons can support a weight of five to ten kilograms, making it easy for them to carry these small buckets. Xu Ying once calculated that this transport team of eight vultures could carry nearly fifty kilograms of supplies at a time, which is more than the carrying capacity of a desert motorcycle.

Meanwhile, beside the dried-up riverbed.

While waiting for supplies, Xu Ying was busy caring for the fragile fish eggs. Kneeling on the riverbed, she carefully used a dropper to moisten each egg. The translucent eggs shimmered like pearls in the sunlight, and tiny lives could be vaguely seen swimming inside. With the help of gerbils and jerboas, all the eggs were covered with damp cloths to protect them from the direct sunlight.

The gerbils lined up, passing wet wipes with their tiny paws like a fuzzy assembly line. The jerboas, meanwhile, kept watch, their large ears perked up, constantly alert to any movement around them.

Xu Ying then performed a simple disinfection on the desert lizard with its severed tail. The wound on the lizard's severed tail was very fresh, and Xu Ying's movements were gentle. "Bear with it."

She said softly, "It will be alright soon."

The lizard nestled trustingly in her palm, its beady black eyes fixed on her.

Lizards detach their tails as a survival strategy, using the severed tail to distract predators. The severed tail can regenerate naturally, so Xu Ying didn't interfere much, only applying some antibacterial ointment.

"Hello, is this the Groundwater Management Office?" Xu Ying dialed the number and reported the location of the geological fault in detail. "The coordinates are north latitude... the crack is about 15 meters long and 3 centimeters wide at its widest point." Her voice was particularly clear in the empty desert. "Please send someone to reinforce it as soon as possible."

When the vulture transport team arrived with supplies, Xu Ying had already prepared the repair tools.

She put on specially designed goggles, used a miniature endoscope to probe the depth of the cracks, an infrared humidity meter to accurately locate the leak point, and an animal ultrasound machine to depict the geological structure.

She opened her backpack and poured a small centipede out of the jar.

This golden centipede was a "soldier engineer" she had specially trained, capable of squeezing into the smallest crevices to investigate.

Under her skillful hands, sand mixed with resin glue slowly filled the cracks. The little centipede crawled back and forth in the cracks, acting as the most competent "supervisor," occasionally touching Xu Ying's fingers with its antennae, as if reporting on the progress of the work.

[Station Chief Xu!] The gerbil leader rushed over, his little belly heaving. [We've found out! Those poachers came five days ago to catch lizards!]
[There are four of them in total. They're out of hunting rifles and such, and they're currently searching for lizards in the desert. I've already sent out a notice for my men to search for them.]
"Good job!"

Xu Ying smiled and gave the gerbil a high five, then took out a specially made camel milk and jujube energy bar from the can.

These energy bars are specially made by her using local specialties, making them both nutritious and delicious.

The gerbil leader, happily munching on snacks, its whiskers covered in crumbs, thought: "Station Chief Xu always comes up with new and delicious treats for us! This king will follow you forever!"
Hearing this, Xu Ying felt a pang of sadness—gerbils only live for three years, and this "eldest" was already a year and a half old.

She gently stroked the gerbil's little head without saying a word.

The repair work continued until sunset.

Xu Ying rubbed her aching knees and stood up, while the Pallas's cat squatted beside her, watching curiously.

The Pallas's cat seemed to only just realize that Xu Ying's series of actions had been aimed at saving the dried-up river: [Will the water really return like this?]
It tilted its head and asked, its golden eyes full of anticipation.