I raise furry animals and fly them to my motherland.

Chapter 291 Zhang Fei Among Birds
The middle-aged woman hurriedly picked up the peanuts on the ground, afraid that if she was too slow, the birds would peck them.

Other tourists who were about to feed the wild animals were also quite frightened and quickly stuffed their snacks back into their bags.

One little girl even picked up a bag of potato chips from the ground and timidly asked Ye Jie, "Sister, where's the trash can..."

With the support of the bird army, Ye Jie was no longer intimidated. She gave the little girl a standard polite smile and pointed out the location of the trash can.

Please stop feeding wild animals!

"The birds in the forest are all watching; there are surveillance cameras and bird supervisors everywhere!"

Meanwhile, the plump northern long-tailed tit was nestled in Ye Jie's palm, happily pecking at the wild sea buckthorn berries she had rewarded it with, keeping its merits hidden.

Netizens who witnessed the whole thing exclaimed how awesome it was.

[The Bird Clan's Revenge, a thrilling and satisfying story!]

[Little Chubby Bird: At my command, the entire West Mountain will tremble!]

[It is suggested that the scenic area directly hire Northern Longtail Tits as security guards]

Someone couldn't help but mutter, "How come this bird is so intelligent?"

Ye Jie didn't hold back in promoting Xu Ying's work: "Because animal language expert Station Master Xu has established a snow mountain rescue station in Xishan!"

"Many birds on the snow-capped mountains are helping to protect the mountain environment and safeguard our shared home, all under the organization of Station Chief Xu."

"If you're interested, you can donate to the Snow Mountain Rescue Station! A donation of 29 yuan will get you a free keychain!"

The guests were amazed to witness Ye Jie being protected by the Flying Bird Gang.

Jia Yao was eager to try: "Station Master Xu, you don't just have one chubby little bird assistant, do you? I also want to experience what it's like to be protected by the Flying Bird Gang!"

A sly glint flashed in Xu Ying's eyes, and she suddenly pointed to the sky: "Look! Your new 'little helper' is here!"

Everyone looked up and saw a small bird with black, white and gray stripes fluttering its wings and flying in.

What's most eye-catching is its unique "masked hero" look—the feathers from the top of its head to its neck are jet black and shiny, except for the snow-white ring around its eyes, making it look like it's wearing a robber's hood that only shows its eyes.

With those bright, darting black eyes, it inexplicably exudes the aura of a "fierce bandit among birds."

"What is this thing?" Lu Jinyu narrowed his sharp e-sports player eyes. "A member of the Bird World Gang?"

Jia Yao chuckled: "Look at that tuft of black hair around its mouth, doesn't it look like Zhang Fei's beard?"

The barrage instantly boiled:

[This is the first time I've seen a bird wearing a robber's mask; it's the masked bird world!]

Help! This bird looks like it just robbed a bank!

[The very embodiment of Zhang Fei among birds! The Winged Bird of Yan!]

This look is so edgy, I suggest adding it to GTA6.

Yao Yingzhe adjusted his reading glasses: "Huh? This bird looks familiar. Do you see them in the city too?"

"That's right!"

Xu Ying explained with a smile, "This is a unique subspecies of the white wagtail in the Xishan Mountains. Subspecies are like human dialects—even though they are both from China, the Sichuan and Chongqing dialects and the Henan dialect sound very different."

She crouched down and gently tapped the bird atlas on the snow with her fingertip: "This subspecies has darker plumage than its plain relatives to adapt to the snowy mountain environment, like it's wearing a thick down jacket. Their beaks are also more curved, making it easier to find insects in the crevices of rocks."

“The most amazing thing is—” Xu Ying suddenly lowered her voice, “the savage little birds of the Snow Mountain subspecies have all inherited the ‘hot-tempered’ gene. Last year, there was a particularly fierce one that chased a drone that was secretly filming its nest for a full three kilometers!”

Yao Yingzhe clicked his tongue in amazement: "Good heavens, this isn't a bird, it's clearly a snow mountain city management officer with wings!"

The comments section erupted in laughter:

[Got it, this is the fighting nation of the bird world!] [Suggest renaming it "West Mountain Fierce Wagtail"]

[Drone: I was terrified]

At this moment, Su Zhining suddenly screamed, "I found it! It's here on the map! Bye, bye!"

She got stuck on the word "wagtail" and stamped her feet in frustration.

Senior Yao's eyes lit up, and he shouted first, "White wagtail (White Clever)!"

Before he could finish speaking, the "fierce bandit bird" swooped down and landed precisely on Yao Yingzhe's head.

Its little paws tugged at the old man's silver hair, and its tail swung at a high frequency as if it had a motor installed, shaking three times per second, just like a "bird-shaped little motor".

"Ouch!" Yao Yingzhe frantically tried to protect the wig. "Hey, young bandit, be gentle! This is all I have left to show for myself!"

Xu Ying suppressed a laugh and explained, "The tail of the white wagtail is an emotional indicator—45 degrees means happiness, and 90 degrees means an alarm."

She pointed to the tail feathers, which were almost standing upright like antennas, and said, "Judging by this angle, it's definitely an emergency!"

Sure enough, the white wagtail, carrying a strand of Yao Yingzhe's hair in its beak, was about to take flight, chirping impatiently: [Quick, follow me on patrol! We've discovered two-legged creatures carving graffiti on the glacier!]

Xu Ying quickly translated for Yao Yingzhe: "It says someone is carving words on the glacier!!!"

"Alright! I'm off!" Yao Yingzhe muttered as he jogged, "These days, you even need to know bird language to be an environmental volunteer."

As everyone watched his departing figure and the "bandit bird" gleaming in the sunlight, the live chat exploded with comments once again:

[Today's Best Couple: Old Man with Wig × Fierce Bandit Bird]

[Haha, could we use the white wagtail's big beard as a wig to cover up Teacher Yao?]

[They look like ruthless bandits but are actually quite kind-hearted. I suggest the scenic area give the white wagtails a mini police badge.]

Yao Yingzhe followed the white wagtail, running wildly through the snow, his white wig swaying precariously in the biting wind, making him look like a dandelion waving in the breeze.

Turning past an ice mound, you can see several young people wearing windbreakers gathered in front of the glacier, their gleaming "weapons" flashing coldly in the sunlight.

"Stop! Damaging the glacier is illegal!"

Old Master Yao roared breathlessly, his voice still echoing on the ice, when the white wagtail beside him transformed into a black and white lightning bolt and swooped down.

"Ouch!" The young man who was attacked jumped up, clutching the back of his head, and the metal object in his hand crashed onto the ice with a "bang".

Yao Yingzhe staggered forward, and when he saw the "weapon" clearly, his old face turned bright red—this was no carving knife at all, but a precision laser thermometer!

Several young people were wearing name tags that read "Glacier Research Institute of the Scientific Research Institute" on their chests.

"Misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!"

Yao Yingzhe frantically adjusted his wig, only to see the white wagtail persistently circling above the students' heads, flapping its wings loudly, looking just like an unreasonable police officer. The live stream chat exploded instantly:

[The Fierce Bandit Bird: Better to kill a thousand innocent people than innocent people!]

[White Wagtail: I'm determined to meet today's sales target!]

[I suggest getting the bird a pair of reading glasses!]

Why did the notorious gangster make a false police report? Old Yao had a tough time running around!

This white wagtail truly lives up to its name; it's incredibly clever.

Senior Yao quickly bowed and apologized to the group of students.

But the white wagtail wouldn't give up, chasing after the students and pecking at them furiously, as if it were yelling: [Still trying to argue! I saw you sneaking around with my own eyes!]
(End of this chapter)