Forest Ranger, starting from Picking Up a Lynx Girl-Chapter 332 - 330: Jinya Loses Her Temper?

"A pair of white tigers?"

Chen Ying was genuinely scared.

"No, individuals in our country can’t keep them..."

It wasn’t just that private ownership of fierce tigers was prohibited domestically; even in his current location, the authorities were beginning to make wealthy individuals hand over their dangerous animals.

"This is a special gift from His Highness Prince for the project team under your name. We understand your country’s relevant regulations and will handle these procedures for you, so please rest assured."

Rest assured? This was like putting him on a spit over fire!

Ding Wen, however, was undeterred and envious to the point of turning red.

"Brother Ying is just awesome!"

He had also joined the small group of Chen Ying’s colleagues and usually listened to others call him Brother Ying, but he would never call Chen Ying that way himself.

But now, he wanted to shout it too!

Did these tycoons not understand the domestic situation? It was impossible for them not to, as they could ensure that the person receiving the gift could actually acquire it.

As for whether Chen Ying would later transfer it to someone else, that was none of their concern.

Anyone could guess how sought-after Chen Ying would be once he got back.

However, he guessed that Chen Ying would definitely place these two little ones in the province’s zoo. Or at least, in a conservation center he had good relations with.

Although the conservation center mainly handled giant pandas, fostering two white tigers wasn’t out of the question!

White tigers were generally Bengal Tigers, and he didn’t know if they could adapt to the forests of the Southwest.

There was no possibility of refusal; at most, it was just troubling where to put them afterward.

The next day, they saw the two little white tigers gifted to Chen Ying.

(Northeast Tiger Forest’s two good babies)

The male tiger cub was a bit larger, and the female tiger cub was not even two months old—still a delicate tiger baby.

"It was supposed to be a gift of lion-tiger hybrids for Dr. Chen, but the environment Dr. Chen usually works in might not be suitable for a lion-tiger hybrid, so these two little ones were given instead."

The zoo’s veterinarian explained to Chen Ying that this female tiger baby’s mother was the sibling of the female white tiger coveted by Lion Feini.

From genetics to appearance, they were all outstanding.

It was from him that Chen Ying finally understood why he had received such a grand gift for just a little help.

"Feini was a coming-of-age gift from His Highness’s maternal grandfather, who passed away the same year the gift was given."

While acquiring a white lion was not hard for the prince, this white lion held extraordinary significance for him and embodied his memories of his grandfather.

Additionally, the thought processes of the wealthy were not something ordinary people could comprehend.

For most people, this gift would be priceless, but for the wealthy, money was the least valuable thing in the world.

Three days later, Dr. Veterinarian came to visit them personally.

"Feini and the female tiger Woz have both shown affection for each other."

Although lion-tiger hybrids and tiger-lion hybrids had been born, no one had intentionally bred these hybrid creatures in recent years.

But free love was different; they might not be able to have offspring, but having sweet love was also great.

The ten-day medical assistance quickly ended, and before leaving, Chen Ying and Ding Wen were invited to dine at the prince’s private residence.

The prince’s private home was in the city center and boasted a luxurious private zoo.

Even though tigers and lions were handed over by mandate, the zoo still housed hundreds of rare animals.

During the tour of this private zoo, the young prince tried to recruit Chen Ying into his zoo’s medical team and, unsurprisingly, Chen Ying refused.

"Chen, my offer remains valid whenever you wish to come."

Chen Ying smiled, his stance unswerving.

"Later this year, I’ll visit your country’s Panda House; could you introduce it to me?"

"Of course."

Chen Ying knew that the neighboring Central Asian country already had a Panda House, and perhaps the prince’s country wanted one too?

When Chen Ying and Ding Wen returned home, Dr. Veterinarian sent them off and informed them that the customs procedures for the two little white tigers had been completed, and they would begin their journey the following week.

"They will undergo a month of quarantine in the landing city, and our staff will accompany them. Dr. Chen, you can use this time to prepare the place for the little white tigers."

"I’ve already tasked someone with it." Chen Ying smiled and hugged him goodbye, "Mr. Rui, if you have a chance to visit our country, please let me know, and I will take you to taste the local delicacies."

After exchanging pleasantries, they boarded the plane, and Chen Ying and Ding Wen discussed further the arrangements for the two little white tigers.

Ding Wen suggested keeping them in the provincial zoo, but Chen Ying said his teacher had already arranged for them to be placed in the Wildlife Park closest to the emergency station.

The zoo itself already housed white lions and white tigers and was experienced in caring for little white tigers.

Moreover, this Wildlife Park was located within a nature reserve, making it the most suitable living environment for the little white tigers.

When they grew a bit larger, depending on their genetic and health conditions, it might even be possible for them to return to the wild to reproduce.

Of course, this possibility was very slim.

After several days of ordeal, returning home, seeing his teacher, and listening to the teachings of the senior leader, Chen Ying finally returned to the emergency station, exhausted.

The White Tiger’s reception was the zoo’s responsibility, and Chen Ying had to wait until the quarantine period was over before he could see the two tiger cubs that were nominally his.

After staying in the wilderness for a long time, he felt uncomfortable all over in the city. Returning to the rescue station, the air even seemed sweeter.

He hadn’t gotten back to the rescue station until seven or eight o’clock the previous night.

Exhausted, he had fallen asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

The next morning, he was awakened by the sound of animal roars from downstairs.

Springing up from the bed, Chen Ying twisted his head to look at the clock on the desk—it was already ten o’clock.

When he came down from upstairs, he saw Old Gao with his two juniors, male and female, building birdhouses.

"Why are you making them again, didn’t you make a lot last year? Did they already break, or did you skimp on the work?"

"Cut the crap," Old Gao retorted without stopping his work or lifting his head, "Last year, we noticed more birds coming here, and even discovered two or three species of migratory birds that are very valuable for research. Do you know what that means?"

"What does it mean? Doesn’t it just mean that our area’s natural conditions are getting better?"

Chen Ying grabbed an apple from the kitchen and took a couple of bites, then wrapped himself in a down jacket and sat down below the floor joists.

"Where’s Little Sen? Went to walk the giant panda?"

"Your boss took on a collaborative task, and he was ’drafted."

What the heck? How come he didn’t know about this?

"It’s a variety show from Mother Yang about professions or something. It’s being filmed here for about three to five days, and they need Little Sen to show the three hosts what the daily life of a wildlife rescue veterinarian is like."

Old Gao put down the birdhouse he had secured and looked up at Chen Ying, smirking, "You, the hands-off manager, must have made your leader angry. Running around for months, even going abroad, and then you brought back two young tigers."

None of these things mattered much, but what was most important was that Chen Ying’s leader hadn’t benefited at all from the things he did.

"Cut it out, you think my leader is like you?"

Chen Ying glanced at Old Gao’s juniors who seemed to be working seriously but were actually all ears for gossip and didn’t continue.

Some jokes and jibes didn’t need to be said in front of outsiders.

Even though they didn’t mean to stir trouble, sometimes they could unwittingly distort facts, causing unfavorable impressions.

Realizing he had spoken too much, Old Gao quickly urged his juniors to finish up their work and store the items on the racks behind the warehouse to air out.

"Oh right, Miss Dao’s project has changed hands."

"Huh? Why?"

Since she had left suddenly last year, Chen Ying hadn’t seen her again, but he knew from group chat that she usually spent a week at the rescue station every month, working on her herbal medicine projects.

"Apparently, her father fell ill, and she has to go back to run the family business. What do they call it—can’t make it in academia so you have to go home and inherit a fortune?"

Anyway, Miss Dao had withdrawn from the project, but the project still had to be completed. Her advisor had no choice but to bring in another student.

"That person came here over the New Year and stayed for half a month to transition with Miss Dao, and then went back for the New Year celebrations. I don’t know if he’ll come back."

Chen Ying glanced at the cultivation racks that Miss Dao had spent a lot of money on—it still looked rough and barren without a single sprout.

He was in animal conservation and didn’t understand the actions of those in plant protection.

"No big deal, if he comes, he comes; if not, no worries."

Chen Ying didn’t want to talk about anything related to Miss Dao. He lifted his chin slightly and asked Old Gao if his juniors were staying at the Bird Research Institute at the foot of the mountain.

"Yes, but these days they are staying here with me. We need to get all these birdhouses installed by March or April."

"So, the Bird Research Institute is not doing this kind of work?"

"Their research focus is different."

Old Gao didn’t elaborate, but from his expression and tone, it was clear that there was probably some friction between the two project groups.

"Oh right, Old Chen, you haven’t seen Jinya since you got back. Yesterday, she took Little Jin and a few spiritual cats and caused quite a commotion at the Bird Research Institute."

"Why? Jinya isn’t usually one to start trouble."

"She isn’t, but you can’t account for some people losing their minds."

Old Gao put down what he was working on and explained the situation in detail to Chen Ying.

The Bird Research Institute had recently built a new incubation room to save eggs that were abandoned by bird mothers or lost due to accidents.

For safety, a soft net was installed around the incubation room to keep forest felines or snakes from getting in and destroying the eggs.

Jinya had never seen artificial communal egg incubation and had curiously looked inside.

She was quite sensible and hadn’t approached the building but had watched from a tree outside, although she lingered a bit too long.

Then, the male student responsible for the incubation room, not sure if genuinely worried or for some other reason, actually used a long stick to drive Jinya away.

Although Jinya wasn’t hit, it certainly sparked her temper.

Did they really think a Lynx was a house cat?

The next day, which was the day Chen Ying returned, Jinya had rallied the forest’s feline and weasel families and stormed into the Bird Research Institute, causing chaos.

Especially that guy who had tried to scare Jinya with the stick—he ended up having his clothes torn by Little Jin and Old Jin.

Fortunately, the on-duty leader realized they were just trying to scare people and hadn’t actually attacked, so eventually, they had to call Little Sen to persuade Jinya to leave.

"You just wait, the observation station’s duty leader knows you’re back, and he’ll definitely come to demand an explanation from you!"

Old Gao chuckled mischievously, his tone filled with schadenfreude.