Forest Ranger, starting from Picking Up a Lynx Girl-Chapter 116 Help, the Bear is Surrounded by a Leopard! (Extra)

The wolf den renovation had a specialized construction team, which frequently collaborated with the rescue center and zoos. They were well-versed in all the standards and taboos.

The Police Dog Base in Meng Province took the initiative to cover the expenses for the wolf den renovation.

The sum wasn't significant. It was, in part, to build a good relationship; who knows when one might need others' help in the future.

Chen Ying submitted the report and left the remaining work for Duanmu to handle.

The reconstruction and expansion of the rescue station into a protection station had already begun, starting with the construction of the office building.

Building structures like these had become very convenient now; erecting a small, steel-framed building was quick and caused no environmental pollution.

The Forestry Bureau provided the protection station with two professional clerks to handle documentation and logistics, temporarily allocating them an office space at the Forest Station.

Uncle Zhao and Uncle Yi were somewhat uncomfortable sharing a space with young women, so they simply set up a makeshift shed next to the control room where they could work on crafts when they weren't patrolling.

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For instance, making toys for Baby Bear or enrichment devices for other rescued animals—bottom line, they never sat idle.

"Brother Ying, the old monkey isn't looking too good; it seems like it has lost the will to live."

Xiao Song emerged from the animal shed and approached Brother Ying, who was talking to Duanmu, to add his observation.

"It's barely eaten anything in almost two days. We've tried several types of food, but it won't even sniff them."

Chen Ying frowned and went with the two men to check on the old monkey.

True enough, it looked even more lifeless than when they had last seen it.

"Other than not eating, is there anything else wrong with it?"

"There's nothing else. We treated its external injuries after it arrived. It's very obedient; it doesn't struggle when we treat its wounds. It's just very weak."

Thinking of the increasingly bold little monkey at the rescue station, Chen Ying had an idea.

"Maybe let it share a space with the little monkey?"

They weren't the same species of monkeys; would that really be viable?

"This one's a male. It might not take care of the little monkey."

"It doesn't need to take care; the little one isn't totally clueless. I just hope the two can keep each other company, so that at least in its final days, it has a little joy in accompanying it."

The old monkey's body wasn't injured, but it was advanced in years and severely malnourished. If it would only eat, things wouldn't be so concerning, but refraining from food and drink was akin to seeking death.

"Let's treat a dead horse as if it's alive then. Start with letting the little one out to accompany it and see how it goes. If it works, we can move it in; if not, there's not much else we can do."

Duanmu was more realistic and somewhat skeptical about their plan.

Returning from the rescue station, the sunlight was just right, and Leo, unusually docile, didn't hassle Little Sen but sat quietly on the platform eating bamboo.

Beside him, the little monkey wore suspenders and a T-shirt, helping him pick out the tenderest bamboo tips.

Near these two, a pair of white-collared kingfishers pecked at the scattered remains.

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One of them occasionally pecked at Leo, plucked a few tufts of fluff, then flew off.

It would return after a while and repeat the behavior.

Chen Ying watched curiously for a while, then walked around the building and looked up at the backside.

Sure enough, the white-collared kingfisher that pecked at the fluff darted into a birdhouse, and quickly came back out again.

The behavior of these two white-collared kingfishers was quite peculiar.

After all, their breeding season was from May to August, and the likelihood of beginning to build nests and lay eggs in September was almost nil.

Moreover, when white-collared kingfishers build nests, the outer layer is primarily moss, the middle layer consists of dead grass, leaves, and fine roots, and the inner layer is padded with palm fibers, fine grass stems, grass roots, and root fibers.

"I've never heard of them plucking fur to build nests before."

"Could it be that because the breeding season is late, they changed their habits just to keep their eggs warm?"

The white-collared kingfisher is a small bird, their eggs aren't large, and a clutch typically has only two or three eggs, each weighing around 2 grams.

After plucking for a while, Leo noticed and began to open his mouth to shoo the birds away.

The little monkey also came to help, waving his hands to drive away the two birds, but they were not afraid at all. Instead, they pecked at them several more times, infuriating Leo to the point where he stood up and lunged forward with raised paws, successfully slamming into the platform's railing.

With a "bang," Chen Ying and Little Sen were terrified.

"Wuwu┭┮﹏┭┮," Leo whimpered like crying, and Little Sen, feeling distressed, quickly picked him up to rub his head.

The two birds stood on the railing, singing loudly, as if to mock the two little ones loudly.

Chen Ying walked over and knocked on the railing, and the two white-collared kingfishers finally flew away, returning to the side of their birdhouse to preen each other's feathers.

On another branch above, Little Owl Mother, who was resting with her eyes closed, opened one eye and looked down, unmoved.

After checking Leo's fur, the kingfishers' plucking seemed to have only removed some loose fur without even breaking the skin.

To console the little one, Chen Ying cut an apple for him and the little monkey.

The little monkey was very obedient, taking the smaller piece for himself and pushing the larger half toward Leo's mouth.

Little Leo, feeling aggrieved, nestled in Little Sen's arms and nibbled on the apple in small bites.

After every few bites, he looked up at Little Sen with a whine, as if to say he was still upset.

Chen Ying picked up the little monkey to tidy his messy hair.

"Does the little monkey want to go play with Grandpa Monkey for a day?"

The little monkey looked up at him blankly, reaching out a paw to touch his lips.

"Grandpa? What grandpa?"

The little monkey was still young when it left its troop, without its mother's teaching and very oblivious to many things.

"It's the old monkey grandpa we saw outside that day, the one you scratched on the face."

The little monkey seemed to understand but was still confused, turning its head around.

"Go, go."

"If it doesn't go, can you?"

The little monkey was torn, not wanting to leave its buddy but also wanting to see the old monkey.

Even though they weren't of the same species, the little monkey still felt inclined to get close to the old monkey.

Chen Ying's idea of letting the little monkey interact with the old monkey was twofold: to give the old monkey some company, and he planned to have the little monkey join the Tibetan chief monkey troop on the North Slope Mountain Meadow in the future.

The old monkey could teach it about life in a monkey troop, right?

Tibetan chief monkeys also belong to the macaque genus.

The old monkey was a common macaque, and the social hierarchy within a common macaque troop is not that different from that of Tibetan chief monkeys, so there should be no issue guiding the little monkey.

Now his only concern was whether the old monkey would harm the little monkey and if there was any chance the little monkey could be taught to be a violent monkey.

It was another deep, quiet night.

A small figure quickly climbed over the railing from the second floor down to the first, then opened the closed gate.

The chubby little ball of fur rolled straight down the stairs from the first-floor platform.

Leo, landing on all fours, looked up at the building and, wiggling his little butt, dashed towards the woods at full speed.

Three minutes later, a leopard's roar woke Chen Ying.

When the lights on the small building's platform were turned on, they revealed, in the middle of the forest clearing, four leopards surrounding the panda cub and the little monkey.