I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

The contamination on the female conductor has been completely removed, and she has returned to her normal human appearance.

Zhang Yangqing decided to return to the tent to get more antidote drinks so that the other contaminated people and animals in the circus could return to normal.

"Do you still want to go back?" the female conductor suddenly asked, with obvious fear in her voice.

It seems that what happened tonight has cast a shadow on her heart.

As if he understood what she meant, Zhang Yangqing looked at her and asked, "Are you not going back home tonight?"

The female conductor nodded, her long hair swaying gently in the night breeze: "It's too dangerous there. I'm planning to resign."

After a pause, she twisted her fingers together unconsciously, probably trying to make a decision.

Then he continued, "The circus didn't have much business to begin with, and with the current situation, I just can't stay here any longer."

As a normal person, if there are no special rules or restrictions, I would not choose to work in such a dangerous place.

Zhang Yangqing understood her choice, but as the chosen one, he could not leave.

If he wants to revive the circus, he needs the help of these old employees.

More importantly, he has already determined his own playing style. If he can be the team leader himself, why should he look for a team leader?
"What are your plans after you resign?" Zhang Yangqing asked.

Outside, Zhang Yangqing is considered a "leader" and is very good at dealing with such situations.

The female ticket seller pulled up her collar to resist the chill of the night wind: "Not yet, let's go back to the city first. I rented a house there. Otherwise, will you come with me?"

Zhang Yangqing shook his head and said in a steady and powerful voice: "No, you go back first and don't look for a job for the time being. Wait for me for a few days, and I will make the circus more glorious than before."

The conductor's eyes widened in surprise.

The new animal trainer in front of him looked frail, but he had incredible confidence.

For a moment, she was almost moved by this confidence.

But in the end, she chose to leave.

She admitted that Zhang Yangqing had strong judgment, but without strong strength, it was not enough to reassure the indigenous people.

The conductor pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of her pocket and said, "Here's my address. If...if you change your mind, you can come find me."

She did this to show her sincerity, after all, Zhang Yangqing saved her life.

Zhang Yangqing took the note without saying anything and watched her figure disappear into the depths of the woods.

The audience might think that the female ticket seller would be very moved when she saw this scene, after all, Zhang Yangqing was waiting for her to turn back.

In fact, Zhang Yangqing was just trying to see if she was cheating and which direction she was going to leave in, and he was observing many details.

The night wind blew up the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound, as if putting an end to this brief encounter.

Zhang Yangqing believed that they would meet again, and this address might be a clue.

Back in front of the mysterious tent, Zhang Yangqing directed the Dalmatian to take the drinks box away.

When the white-haired monkey saw this scene, he scratched his ears and cheeks excitedly and even started a funny dance.

As an animal, it instinctively feels that its status in the trainer's heart is higher than that of the Dalmatian.

The Dalmatian was surprisingly cooperative, and even after seeing the hound's corpse again, he was able to resist the urge to eat the meat.

It held the box carefully and followed Zhang Yangqing steadily.

Under the moonlight, the figures of a man and two animals walked between the circus tents.

The night fog gradually dissipated, but a strange atmosphere still lingered in the air.

The large tent in the distance was still shrouded in shadow, and the faint traces of blood on the canvas reminded people of the danger lurking here.

Before going to the cage where the strange lion was held, Zhang Yangqing still had an important task to do.

If you want the lion to "drink" the antidote drink, simply handing it to him is obviously not going to work. This aggressive beast will not cooperate obediently, and it is even less likely to open the pull ring and drink it in one gulp.

Zhang Yangqing brought the two animals to the tent where the food was stored again. He personally opened a box that was filled with a mixed smell of oil and grease.

Several pieces of fresh meat were placed in the box, glowing with a strange dark red luster under the firelight. Zhang Yangqing picked up a bottle of antidote drink and slowly poured it on the meat.

The liquid seeps into the fibers of the meat and soon nothing unusual is noticeable.

He nodded with satisfaction, so that the lion could eat the antidote while eating the meat.

The audience outside the big screen were guessing who would be responsible for carrying the meat this time.

Some people think that Zhang Yangqing will move it himself, while most people think that Zhang Yangqing will let the white-haired monkey move it this time.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yangqing still let the Dalmatian hold the dog in its mouth.

He wanted to constantly strengthen the Dalmatian's training and make it remember deeply that it must not eat meat without orders.

Just then, an interesting scene happened.

The white-haired monkey took the initiative to approach the Dalmatian and followed it, scratching its ears and cheeks.

The look on his face was both as if he was gloating over someone else's misfortune and as if he was carefully monitoring whether the Dalmatian was stealing any food.

If you eat secretly, you will probably get a slap in the face.

A hint of admiration flashed in Zhang Yangqing's eyes. He felt that this old employee was indeed a promising talent who knew how to actively cooperate with the trainer's work.

The man and two animals came to the lion cage again.

After their previous experience, the two animals were obviously not as timid as the first time, but they still maintained a wary distance.

The lion in the cage noticed the movement and immediately let out a deafening roar. Its blood-red eyes were like two danger signal lights in the darkness.

Zhang Yangqing remained calm and threw the piece of meat soaked in antidote accurately into the cage.

The lion couldn't wait to pounce on it and bite it, and its sharp teeth easily tore the piece of meat into pieces.

As it devoured the food, the black aura on its body began to fade gradually, and the blood color in its eyes slowly faded away.

In this tense atmosphere, Zhang Yangqing suddenly took out a piece of fresh meat from his arms like a magic trick and threw it in front of the Dalmatian: "This is for you."

Then he took out a bunch of bananas and threw them to the white-haired monkey: "Eat it."

The two animals did not wait to pounce on the food until they heard clear instructions.

The white-haired monkey peeled the banana expertly, while the Dalmatian took small bites of the meat gracefully.

This is the domestication process carefully designed by Zhang Yangqing: using both kindness and severity to let them know that they will be rewarded if they are obedient.

While the other chosen ones were still worrying about their survival, Zhang Yangqing had already begun to skillfully tame beasts. The gap in progress was simply too huge.

The lion in the cage had regained its original golden fur and was quietly licking its paws.

It raised its head and looked at Zhang Yangqing with its clear eyes, still retaining a hint of hostility, but it certainly had no intention of killing Zhang Yangqing.

It can be seen that this lion should be the "ace" of the circus and has its own pride.

As a new animal trainer, I am not yet capable of making it completely obedient.

At least we can help it get out of danger, and I guess it will help appropriately.

While Zhang Yangqing was analyzing, the lion yawned lazily and slowly lay down to sleep.

That arrogant look made Zhang Yangqing feel like he was completely ignored.

"It seems that I have underestimated the pride of this lion."

Zhang Yangqing sighed softly, took out a silver whistle and blew it three times.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the lion reluctantly opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

Its golden mane gleamed in the moonlight, and its eyes showed obvious impatience.

But rules are rules!

(End of this chapter)