I raise furry animals and fly them to my motherland.

Chapter 304 Fate
Qi Xiao looked at his card and read the words on it with a puzzled expression: "Put collars on snow wolves and snow leopards?"

The production team grinned mischievously and showed off the punishment card: "Please put this satellite positioning collar on the snow wolf and snow leopard within 25 minutes!"

The program crew members wore two collars equipped with monitoring instruments. The satellite positioning collars allowed the animal observers to know the animals' current location, making it easier to understand their current situation and to find them in time if they encountered danger.

"It turns out it was just a collar."

Qi Xiao followed the staff to the habitat of the snow wolves and snow leopards participating in the program.

As Qi Xiao followed the staff into the snow wolf's territory, he was immediately met with a pair of amber vertical pupils.

The robust snow wolf was baring its gleaming white fangs, letting out a low growl, and digging deep furrows in the frozen ground with its front paws.

On the high rocky ledge, the snow leopard's long tail lashed impatiently against the ice, its golden-green pupils narrowed to slits, and its sharp claws scraped against the rocks with a piercing sound.

The muscles of the two beasts were taut like a fully drawn bowstring, as if they would pounce at any moment.

The staff member handed over the protective shield with trembling hands, but Qi Xiao casually put it aside.

Suddenly, an audio recording of a snow wolf howling was played over the loudspeaker, and a staff member handed Qi Xiao protective gloves stained with fake blood.

Xu Ying couldn't help but worry when she saw the sound effects and props prepared by the production team: "Are they really that ruthless?"

Although she knew that Qi Xiao was brave and wouldn't be afraid of these challenges, Xu Ying still couldn't help feeling nervous.

Qi Xiao raised an eyebrow and took the collar. The sleeves of his black tactical uniform were rolled up to his elbows, revealing several faint old scars on his forearms.

As soon as the iron gate opened, the snow wolf, which had been tearing apart its toy, suddenly pricked up its ears.

To everyone's astonishment, this behemoth, weighing at least 100 pounds, actually trotted over, first sniffing Qi Xiao's hand, and then...
"Thud!" She lay down, exposing her belly!
Qi Xiao knelt on one knee, his slender fingers gently rubbing behind the snow wolf's ear before easily fastening the first collar. As the collar's bell jingled, the snow wolf even nuzzled his knee, as if expressing its gratitude.

What's even more amazing is that the snow leopard, which was originally lying on the rock ledge, leaped down lightly upon seeing this and proactively brought its neck close to Qi Xiao's hand.

Qi Xiao chuckled softly and called out, causing the snow leopard's tail to curl up suddenly, like a playful question mark. It tilted its head, the fierce light in its golden-green pupils fading, replaced by a hint of cub-like bewilderment.

Xu Ying's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, relaxed, and she was extremely surprised: "When did you become so familiar with them?"

"They know them better than I do, their animal guest agent!"

Qi Xiao reached out and scratched the snow wolf's chin. The beast immediately growled, and its thick tail swept a fan-shaped pattern across the snow.

“My grandfather was the last generation of patrolmen in Xishan,” he said, his fingertips brushing against the crescent-shaped scar behind the snow leopard’s ear. “These two little guys were injured by poachers’ traps and spent three months recovering in our cabin.”

Xu Ying suddenly realized why Qi Xiao and the forest ranger Qin Yan were so familiar with each other; Qin Yan was probably Qi Xiao's grandfather's apprentice.

Now that our country has developed, our basic conditions have improved, and our management is more scientific and advanced, the mountain patrolmen have evolved into forest rangers.

Qi Xiao's voice suddenly turned somber, his eyes filled with reminiscence: "Back then, there were no advanced devices like infrared cameras or GPS collars, let alone animal rescue stations."

His long, slender fingers unconsciously traced the scar behind the snow leopard's ear, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly: "After they were injured, they developed high fevers and curled up in a ball. I could only hold them and use the most basic method to bring their fevers down..."

Qi Xiao paused, a bitter smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, "At thirteen, all I could do was cry."

He suddenly looked up, his deep gaze meeting Xu Ying's eyes: "Fortunately, you've come now."

The snow leopard seemed to sense something, its moist nose gently touching Qi Xiao's wrist, emitting a low growl. Xu Ying unconsciously stepped forward, her fingertips brushing against the snow leopard's furry ears. The warm touch sent a shiver down her spine, and she suddenly felt that all the days and nights she had spent traveling through deserts and snow-capped mountains, working tirelessly for wild animals, had finally found meaning in this moment.

[At this moment, the meeting between Brother Qi and Station Master Xu feels so destined.]

[Sobbing, it's thanks to people like Station Master Xu, Brother Qi, and Team Leader Chen who are silently protecting these snow mountain spirits in remote areas that they can roam freely.]

They truly dedicated their youth to this land.

This is true star power! A tribute to all those who persevere in unsung heroes.

The trusting look in a snow leopard's eyes is the best badge of honor.

After Qi Xiao completed his mission, the snow wolf followed him closely until the keeper coaxed it away with dried meat.

Next, it was the turn of the other three members of the hunter team to take on the great adventure challenge.

"Brush the marmot's teeth?!"

Su Zhining's fingers trembled slightly as she held the task card, her rhinestone-studded nails scratching the card with white marks. She turned to look at the production crew, her delicate eyebrows almost reaching her hairline. "What kind of dare is this?! This is pure torture!"

As the sickly marmot was carried onto the examination table by staff, Xu Ying was preparing a special medicated toothpaste: "It's been too picky about its food lately, only eating nuts and not vegetables, and its mouth is a little inflamed."

Before she finished speaking, Su Zhining was already fully armed—wearing three layers of protective masks, laboratory goggles, disposable protective clothing, and even heat-resistant gloves for baking.

She approached with the utmost care, like defusing a bomb, but just as she got close to the marmot—

"Yue—!!!"

A foul stench, like fermented old nuts, burst through the protective barrier, causing Su Zhining to stagger back three steps before crashing into the wall with a thud.

She fainted instantly and spectacularly.

The marmot was clearly stunned, its beady black eyes wide open.

It slowly raised its paw to cover its mouth, its ears drooping: [Human, human lady, is my breath really that smelly?]
His voice trembled with disbelief.

Xu Ying's shoulders trembled slightly as she forced a laugh and squeezed out some mint toothpaste: "Picky kids should eat more vegetables~"

She blinked, her tone as gentle as if she were coaxing a kindergarten child.

With a "snap," the surgical gloves were on, and Xu Ying was just about to demonstrate the standard brushing technique. Then the marmot opened its mouth—

"Ugh!" She leaned back abruptly, tactically holding her breath for three seconds before moving closer again. "This level of fermentation."

She waved her slender fingers in front of her nose. "It's like stuffing a stinky sock that hasn't been washed for three months into a nut jar and letting it ferment for half a year."

The marmot froze instantly, its black bean eyes wide open.

The next second, it quickly curled its big tail over its face, rolled itself into a self-isolating ball of fur, only revealing the tips of its two shy red ears.

Xu Ying held her breath and began brushing her teeth with precise technique. Her left hand held the marmot's chin steady, while her right hand brushed gently up and down at a 45-degree angle, not even missing the most difficult-to-clean gaps between the molars.