The Civil Servant's Job is to Raise The Furries!-Chapter 266 - 265: Making It Rain

The sharp gaze of the Golden Eagle instantly locked onto this unexpected guest.

Su Zhining held her breath, just when she thought victory was at hand—

A golden lightning bolt struck down from the sky!

"Crack!"

The mechanical rodent disintegrated instantly under the eagle’s talons, with intricate gears and circuit boards scattering in all directions.

The Golden Eagle picked up the twitching mechanical wreck, tilted its head and examined it for a moment, then disdainfully shook its head and tossed the "high-tech trash" off the cliff.

The live stream viewers were stunned by this unexpected turn of events.

[LOL! A few thousand US dollars gone in a second]

[Golden Eagle: Really? It’s not even as good as a real mouse]

[Miss Su, why is your toy a one-time use? This is truly a luxury item.]

[Imported toys still can’t beat domestic ones.]

"How, how is this possible?!"

Su Zhining stood up abruptly, the expensive sunglasses sliding down to her nose, "Why is it so fragile?"

Her words stopped short.

The Golden Eagle was looking down at her from above, its sharp eyes filled with scorn.

Even more infuriating, it started preening its feathers leisurely, as if it had just swatted a bothersome mosquito.

The cold wind swept the mechanical rodent’s parts over the cliff, clinking as they fell, as if mocking Su Zhining’s naïveté.

The cameraman was holding back laughter so much that even the camera shook, perfectly capturing the Golden Eagle’s final disdainful look—thinking that this was all it took to entice it?

Su Zhining, feeling defeated and frustrated, squatted in the snow, frantically rummaging through her luxury backpack.

"No canned meat, no mechanical mouse—what on earth does this stupid bird want?!"

She irritably yanked out a pile of cosmetics and energy bars, finally retrieving a wad of fresh US dollars from a hidden pocket—it was leftover from her last visit to Rocky Mountain National Park for rock climbing, forgotten in her bag.

"Huh, why is there still some pocket money in my bag?"

Su Zhining casually waved the bills in front of the camera, "Leftover spending from my last trip to Rocky Mountain National Park in M Country, just a few thousand, I think."

The viewers: ???

[You call that a bit of pocket money? Is this what the rich call "humblebrag"?]

[Why would someone bring cash climbing?]

[Miss Xu truly lives up to her title of heiress, casually finding thousands of US dollars in her bag.]

While Su Zhining was trying to show off her pocket money to regain some face, unexpectedly, a gust of wind howled through—

"Whoosh!"

A few bills slipped from Su Zhining’s grip and were instantly swept up into the air, fluttering like gold foil in the sunlight.

"Hey, my money!!"

Su Zhining instinctively reached out to grab them but then immediately retracted her hand, nonchalantly tossing her hair, "Oh well, just a few bills."

But the next second—

"Whoosh!"

A black silhouette shot up to the sky!

The Golden Eagle traced a lightning-fast trajectory with astonishing speed, its sharp talons adeptly snatching each fluttering US dollar bill.

bucks, 50 bucks, 100 bucks... it could even adjust mid-air and use its beak to catch bills that almost floated away.

The viewers were dumbfounded watching the Golden Eagle crazily picking up money.

[Golden Eagle: My money really did come from the wind!]

[Case solved, the Golden in Golden Eagle actually refers to US dollars (dog face)]

[Has the Golden Eagle not drunk Meng Po Soup and still retains its human consciousness from its past life to collect US dollars?]

Su Zhining stared in disbelief; she had never seen such a greedy animal!

Suddenly, she had a brilliant idea.

Gritting her teeth, Su Zhining pulled out another wad of bills from her bag, and while heading to the meetup point, she tossed them like confetti: "Come on! Follow me and there’s more money to get!"

Sure enough, the Golden Eagle followed eagerly, catching every bill she threw into the air, one by one, while trailing Su Zhining to the meeting spot.

But each time Su Zhining deliberately threw the money in front of it—

"Plop."

The bill landed in the snow, yet the Golden Eagle arrogantly turned its head and, with a flap of its wings, flew back into the air.

The live stream viewers were already laughing uncontrollably.

[It has to catch the money mid-air to feel dignified, right?]

[This Golden Eagle has even more of a celebrity complex than Lu Jinyu and Jia Yao.]

[New career path for modern birds of prey: aerial cashier.]

[Golden Eagle: I must earn this money standing tall today!]When the person and eagle finally arrived at the gathering point, Xu Ying was squatting on the ground, feeding a carrot to the Ili Pika.

She looked up to see the Golden Eagle landing with a wad of US dollars gripped in its talons, so surprised she dropped the carrot: "Brother Eagle, where have you been making money recently? Could you show me the ropes?"

When she was a child, her elders told her about chicken feet bringing wealth, and she hadn’t believed it until now.

Su Zhining walked over, her face dark: "It’s my money that’s getting fleeced!"

The Golden Eagle triumphantly shook its feathers, neatly placing the bills at Xu Ying’s feet, then proudly looked towards the camera—

[This eagle only earns clean money, rejects charity]

Xu Ying, watching the playback from Su Zhining’s live broadcast position on the program team’s tablet, laughed until her stomach hurt.

The Golden Eagle truly kept a low profile, quietly making a fortune and earning its retirement fund with a series of maneuvers.

In the snowy terrain, the Golden Eagle was proudly tallying its "earnings from labor," neatly stacking the US dollar bills on the ground with its beak.

Just then, a dirt-yellow shadow crept along the snowy surface.

The Tibetan Fox squinted its triangular eyes, paws pulled close to its chest, belly flat against the ground, resembling a master thief in a heist movie.

Its tail tip quivered subtly, pausing every half-meter advance for three seconds, its performance outshining some popular idols.

[Has Director Fox switched to a secret agent role?]

[This sneaky gait is way too familiar.]

[Golden Eagle: Do you think I’m blind?]

Finally, the Tibetan Fox’s paw touched the very edge of the stack of green bills—

"Slap!"

The golden wing swooped with a powerful whooshing sound, landing precisely on the fox’s paw.

The Tibetan Fox yelped and jumped three feet high, while the bills scattered like startled butterflies.

The Golden Eagle leisurely rearranged the bills again, even using its beak to peck at the spot the fox touched, as if disinfecting it.

The program’s camera gave Director Fox a close-up shot.

The Tibetan Fox sat three meters away, its fur puffed up like a dandelion, front paws hovering mid-air, with a face that read:

[All I did was touch it! Stingy!]

Xu Ying held back laughter until she felt internal injuries: "Director Fox, you might count this as attempting to misappropriate someone else’s hard work, right?"

The Tibetan Fox blew its whiskers: [Attempted, not Accomplished.]

Xu Ying stifling her laugh, she first took out a special blindfold and covered the Golden Eagle’s eyes, then introduced the eagle to the viewers.

"The Golden Eagle is a large bird of prey, named for the golden feathers that form a cloak-like ring around its neck."

"It has an incredibly fast speed, capable of diving at 300 kilometers per hour, faster than a bullet train."

"Their wingspan can reach two meters wide, but they weigh only five kilograms, lighter than some small cats."

While tying the straps of the Golden Eagle’s blindfold, Xu Ying asked the viewers in front of the camera: "Does anyone know why I’m putting a blindfold on the Golden Eagle?"