Chapter 267: The Possessed Weasel and the Evolved Eagle

"I'm worried about that too." Xia Qing thought of the same thing as Qi Fu.

The pesticides used after the natural disaster were all biological agents, each one countering another. The special insecticide from Territory Nine was effective against all Lepidoptera insects; it might be a chemical product again, and its toxicity was certainly greater than dedicated insecticides.

After the insects were killed, would it cause mass deaths of birds that ate the bugs, triggering a terrible chain reaction?

Xia Qing worked hard farming to eat good food and live a steady life, so of course she had to be extremely careful with chemicals. Even when she traded for pesticides with Zhang San, she would ask for full details.

Zhang San was far more reliable than Li Si in this area. The soil insecticide Xia Qing had traded with Territory Seven some time ago was specially formulated by Territory Seven's professional planting personnel, who had tested the types of insect eggs contained in this territory's soil. It could kill most pests and eggs in the soil, but couldn't guarantee killing every species.

Only this kind of medicine gave people the confidence to use it without worry.

Because they were allies, Xia Qing came clean with Qi Fu directly. "Tonight Brother Qi, find a chance to ask Third Brother. I sprayed the dedicated insecticide I traded with him in my greenhouse, and I've already wiped out the borers."

Hearing Xia Qing come clean, Qi Fu felt much more at ease. "Is it the same kind of insecticide Third Brother traded for that yellow-light venison from Luo Dang's family last time? I was planning to trade for more after harvesting this crop, but I was still too late."

"No, it's one Third Brother never mentioned in the lord channel. The kind Brother Luo traded with Third Brother was soil insecticide; I traded for a few jin of that too and already used it in the fields. So I didn't find many leaf miners or slug moth larvae in my fields." After Xia Qing used the soil insecticide and discovered borers appearing in her fields, she specifically called her idol for advice and traded for the dedicated insecticide.

Thanks to Xia Qing's tremendous执行力 — whatever she thinks of, she does it, never procrastinating — this time she stayed ahead of the insect disaster, and the crops in her greenhouse wouldn't suffer losses from it.

After bagging the pine cones from the roof and putting them in the warehouse, Xia Qing mixed chicken feed, intending to lure the chickens into the coop and shut them in. But the green-light chickens had all eaten their fill of bugs and had zero interest in feed.

Xia Qing had no choice but to grab a stick, jump into the chicken run, and drive the chickens into the coop. The leading black-feathered rooster was defiant, puffing up its feathers, flapping its wings, and jumping up to peck Xia Qing.

The ram leader following behind Xia Qing saw that such a tiny thing dared to jump up and challenge its authority, and immediately charged. One chicken, one ram — a chase broke out in the chicken run. Of course, the ram leader chased, and the black-feathered rooster ran.

After Xia Qing drove all the other chickens into the coop, the black-feathered rooster also flapped its wings trying to return to the coop and rejoin the group, but Xia Qing grabbed it by the neck.

"Leader truly is the head ram of our territory — good job! If it weren't for the Leader's help, I couldn't have caught this chicken." Xia Qing first sincerely praised the ram leader for stepping forward, then grabbed the black-feathered rooster's two wings and, pointing at its pitch-black head, gave it a fierce scolding.

"Let me tell you straight, this old lady's territory has five roosters, and at most only two will live until next spring. If you don't behave, the first one to get its throat slit and bled out will be you!"

After saying that, Xia Qing tossed this shiny-black rooster into the coop, shut the coop windows tight, and muttered to the ram leader, "This chicken is over five jin — we can slaughter it for meat. We can use the feathers to make a duster, and save the small ones to make a cushion for the Leader."

After securing the chickens, Xia Qing reminded the broken-waist wolf and the sick wolf in the sheep pen, "When I spray the medicine later, if you two don't want to be locked in the sheep pen, go stay in the living room. I'll go tell Her Majesty, and be right back. Leader, you go inside and rest too."

Xia Qing walked outside and found the ram leader following her. "Leader, you haven't eaten your fill and want to graze? I'll cut and bring back two armfuls of grass later — just wait at home."

The ram leader squinted its eyes and kept following. Xia Qing stopped trying to dissuade it. One person, one ram walked to the river; the ram leader turned and went up Gao Po, while Xia Qing headed north along the valley between Territory Three and Territory Four toward the abandoned mountain cave in District Three.

Just as she reached the edge of the isolation belt, Xia Qing heard movement to the east and immediately dodged behind a tree to observe.

Just one glance, and Xia Qing was stunned by the bizarre scene before her.

Under the buffer shrubs of Territory Four, about a hundred meters away, squatted an evolved wild rabbit wearing the same expression as Xia Qing.

On the isolation belt four or five meters in front of the wild rabbit, there was a weasel leaping, rolling, and making all kinds of movements no decent weasel could make — like a weasel that had been possessed.

Xia Qing understood after watching for a moment, but the evolved wild rabbit didn't get it and was still squatting in place, staring with its rabbit eyes.

The thrashing, twitching weasel got closer and closer to the wild rabbit the more it struggled. When it was only a meter away, the weasel suddenly lunged and bit the evolved wild rabbit's neck in one bite, capturing prey more than twice its own size.

This scene was truly spectacular. Xia Qing wanted to clap and praise this plucked weasel — who knew it had this skill. The head wolf's subordinates really were no weaklings.

But Xia Qing didn't dare to, afraid the weasel would be startled and release a stench bomb at her.

The weasel quickly dragged its captured wild rabbit toward the evolved forest of Mountain Forty-Nine. But no sooner had it reached the middle of the fifty-meter-wide isolation belt than a black dot on the ground rapidly grew larger — an evolved eagle folded its wings in the air and dove down, its shadow covering both the weasel and the wild rabbit.

The evolved eagle's target was precisely the evolved wild rabbit being dragged by the weasel!

An evolved weasel and an evolved eagle were simply not in the same weight class. The weasel, desperate not to lose its prey, panicked, released its grip, and let out a desperate, 急促 shriek toward the big tree where Xia Qing was hiding.

"Kra! Kra-kra!"

Xia Qing, who hadn't planned to intervene in the animals' food dispute, received the weasel's plea for help and immediately stepped out from behind the tree, raising her hand and firing a shot.

"Bang!"

The diving evolved eagle had no time to dodge at all. Hit by the bullet, it flapped twice in the air and fell.

The crisis was resolved, and the weasel dragged the wild rabbit into the evolved forest of Mountain Forty-Nine.

As Xia Qing walked toward the flapping evolved eagle, the walkie-talkie she carried crackled with Tang Huai's inquiry: "Territory Three, Xia Qing, what's the situation?"

Xia Qing wasn't just replying specifically to Tang Huai — it was also for the high-speed hazard investigation team. "An evolved eagle attacked my animal companion, and I shot it down."

Tang Huai immediately pressed, "Which animal companion of yours — the ram or the squirrel?"

Before Xia Qing could reply, the lord channel unexpectedly sounded with Territory Eight lord Seeing Xin Yu's inquiry: "Xia Qing, is that evolved eagle you shot down dead?"

Xia Qing raised an eyebrow, pressed the button, and said, "No, but I broke one of its wings. Is this your tamed beast? I didn't see it wearing an ankle ring."

Tamed birds generally wear ankle rings, with the bird's ownership engraved on them.