Forest Ranger, starting from Picking Up a Lynx Girl-Chapter 148: Can Weasel’s Madness Infect Bears? (Additional - )

In Sichuan Province, the weasel is considered a subspecies of the weasel family, known as the Sichuan Weasel.

When alarmed or frightened, the Sichuan Weasel also releases a foul smell from its anal glands to repel enemies.

The stench contains sulfur compounds with strong odors such as thietane and dithiolane, which are like poison gas bombs to scent-sensitive animals.

Seeing that both Big Cats had retreated, Little Owl Mother plucked up the courage to fly down and slowly approached the weasel.

Feeling it was close enough, she swooped down, grabbed it, and ran off.

Little Jin sneezed again.

"This thing stinks; who would fight over it?"

The three humans watching nearly died laughing.

Especially Little Jin's curious approach, after sniffing it and recoiling two steps from the shock, his expression alone could be turned into an emoticon.

After watching, the three turned back to continue their meal.

Little Sen, while eating, edited some pictures and text. Before he even finished his meal, he had posted a new short video.

(There isn't an image of the weasel riding the Little Owl airplane, just this one, so just imagine.)

Little Sen's social media account had quite a few followers, all aware that he worked in the same unit as Chen Ying, and that they were partners.

Below, fans constantly clamored for more photos of the giant panda cubs, but Little Sen dared not and could only sneakily post a work photo every so often.

Of course, the background of the photos was usually the panda family.

This time he didn't post about the panda cub; instead, he posted a short video.

His followers called him out for "hiding photos and not posting" while clicking into the video with feigned disgust.

In just a few minutes, a string of "shocked face" emojis appeared below the video, or a string of laughter, all looking a bit mentally unstable.

Chen Ying didn't post on the emergency station's social media account but on Little Broken Station's science channel and even added a few extra photos.

"Look, it not only flies on planes, but it can also hunt hares twice its size."

(Don't fall in love with me, I am just a legend!)

In the eyes of scientific researchers, a creature like the weasel is a prime example of unusual mental states: always restless, always looking to take on the impossible, with a somewhat irrational thought process.

Apart from that one time in the woods when they encountered a yellow-throated marten, they hadn't discovered any other members of the weasel family here.

Although the Sichuan Weasel is a subspecies of weasel, it is not a protected species.

It's stuck at the bottom of the food chain.

Little Owl Mother took the mouse back to feed her chicks, tearing it apart uncomfortably as she shook her head.

Old Gao waited until she had finished feeding the chicks before gently grabbing her to check the injury on the back of her head.

Luckily, it wasn't very serious, and with some more medication, she should recover soon.

To some extent, birds' feathers also serve as their armor.

Although the Sichuan Weasel looked fierce, its teeth weren't actually enough to threaten Little Owl's safety.

It was probably incredibly lucky to have been able to ride the bird and fly into the woods, ultimately witnessing the cat's deadly claw move.

Though it died, it died gloriously.

The weasel died, the sky cleared.

Having nothing better to do in the afternoon, Chen Ying mixed some warm water for Little Monkey to take a bath.

Seeing this, Baby also fussily wanted to join.

Jiaojiao wouldn't allow it to make mischief, walked over, bit its chubby leg, and dragged it back to the small dining table.

Leo wasn't interested in baths; lately, he had been fascinated by swinging.

Yes, that involved climbing up a tree and then stepping on branches to start dancing wildly.

It had a special rhythm.

According to Old Gao, who complained in private, it was because Little Deng had come over a few days ago and played music on his mobile phone and danced to a video, which Leo, sitting on the tree, had learned.

Since that day, he had started his own disco journey, entertaining himself immensely.

Little Cub, forced to keep his head down to eat, saw Leo climbing up the tree and wanted to go too.

He had just slid off his godmother's belly when he got dragged back by his ear.

Jiaojiao called out twice to Great Bai.

True to being a specialty of Sichuan Province, the trait of ear-grabbing was ingrained in Great Bai, who quickly stood up and climbed the tree, intending to pull down the child that had annoyed Jiaojiao.

Seeing Great Bai climbing up, Leo hurried higher up, but being just a little bear, how could he be faster than Great Bai? Within two minutes, he was dragged down by his hind paw.

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"Whine, whine, whine, I won't go down, I won't go down."

Leo cried out in desperation, vigorously shaking his leg trying to free himself from Great Bai's mouth.

Unfortunately, in Great Bai's heart, Little Leo and Jiaojiao were not at all on the same level.

Without Jiaojiao around, he was a good dad who loved his baby.

Once Jiaojiao spoke, he definitely listened to his wife first, then comforted his son afterward.

The essence of maintaining family stability, Great Bai mastered it naturally.

Pitifully dragged down from the tree, Leo was furious, curled into a large coal ball, and rolled thunderously towards Great Bai.

Great Bai extended his left paw, easily suppressing him.

Leo was enraged, bashing his head against Great Bai's paw and scratching and biting wildly, almost as though he was ready to harm his enemy a hundredfold at his own thousandfold detriment.

Next to him, Jiaojiao watched, emitting a chuckling sound, complete with a mocking bgm.

Little Leo cried from anger, turned his head, and rushed straight into Baby's wooden tub, smashing himself into it and splashing water everywhere.

Originally soaking in a warm bath and watching the drama unfold, Little Monkey was splashed with cold water on his face, and after being stunned, screamed and ran out, dragging his own bath towel, and sobbed as he went looking for Chen Ying.

Chen Ying was analyzing medicine, oblivious to the noise outside.

However, when the drenched Little Monkey burst in, he immediately felt bad and quickly wrapped him in the bath towel.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak."

Little Monkey was so upset that he couldn't speak properly, pointing outside to tattle to Chen Ying.

Holding him and going outside, they saw mischievous Little Leo, drenched, running to bother his mother.

Jiaojiao never spoiled her children, and with a direct kick, Little Leo turned into a rolling ground mine, tumbling back under the overhead storage.

With a pained expression, Chen Ying started wondering whether to tell Jiaojiao to take her husband and children and leave.

However, leaving was out of the question.

Not to mention that Baby still needed a little more treatment, with the heavy snow flying around, it was impossible for him to let pandas carrying two cubs go out into the wild to survive.

After consoling Little Monkey and stuffing him with a newly purchased banana, Little Monkey finally felt better.

He didn't forget to ask for another one, to share with Grandpa Monkey.

Old Monkey had recently rarely left the Animal Shed.

Underneath his sleeping platform, a heating duct was installed.

The heat from the water heater circulated back into the pool every day, and the temperature on the stone platform was just right for him to curl up and sleep.

Little Monkey brought over the banana, peeled it, and pushed it towards Old Monkey's mouth.

Old Monkey sighed, sat up, pulled Little Monkey into his arms, and the two of them, old and young, quietly savored the delicacy.

Little Sen was busy in the kitchen all afternoon, steaming a huge pot of cornbread.

When he lifted the lid, the aroma spread, attracting the tantrum-throwing Leo to stop crying, sniff the air, and march inwards with pigeon-toed steps as fast as the wind towards the stairs.

"Don't rush, Leo, wait for it to cool down before you can eat. Ah, ah, ah, stop making a fuss, be careful not to burn yourself."

While blocking Little Leo's hand begging for food, Little Sen walked outward and concurrently closed the kitchen door.

However, he did not notice that the kitchen window was open with a small ventilation gap, a furry paw hooked the corner of King Kong magnetic screen, opening a small opening, and another paw quickly snatched the cooling cornbread from the table, disappearing without a trace.