Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

Li Zhiyong also quickly launched another backup drone to keep an eye on Wang Yuyu's movements from high altitude.

Duan Yushu jogged up the small hill, and as soon as he stood still, he eagerly controlled the drone to slowly descend.

The buzzing of the propellers grew clearer in the silent forest, lingering like a defiant whimper.

Wang Yuyu, who was on her way, couldn't help but look up as the drone overhead grew louder.

Good heavens, the drone is practically right in his face!

"Damn it, how dare you provoke me like this? Do you really think I'm a pushover?" Wang Yuyu's anger flared up instantly.

In his view, the drone's deliberate low altitude was a blatant provocation.

But at the same time, this made him even more certain that he was heading in the right direction, and that the group of people taking photos were ahead of him, trying to stop him with a drone.

On the surface, he continued walking forward nonchalantly, his steps steady, as if he didn't care about the drone. In reality, however, he kept his eyes glued to the drone out of the corner of his eye, his ears perked up, judging the distance by the volume of the sound, and his muscles were already subtly tense.

He's waiting for an opportunity to take down this annoying thing!

Duan Yushu controlled the drone to descend little by little, watching Wang Yuyu's figure on the screen become clearer and clearer, feeling both scared and excited.

What I fear is that Wang Yuyu might cause trouble at any time, but what I'm excited about is that this close-up footage is definitely a highlight of the documentary.

On the screen, Wang Yuyu walks through the withered grass, a straight black line running down her back. Every short distance, fine branches extend symmetrically to her abdomen, the yellow and black lines blending perfectly with the surrounding withered grass and trees.

From a distance, it looked like a giant black centipede crawling and wriggling on the ground, both eerie and awe-inspiring.

Duan Yushu became more and more excited as he looked at the drone. Seeing that Wang Yuyu still didn't react much, he became bolder and continued to lower the drone's altitude little by little, trying to capture the patterns on his body and his expression more clearly.

On the ground, Wang Yuyu silently estimated the distance between herself and the drone, a sharp glint flashing in her amber eyes.

It's now!

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, twisted his waist sharply, pushed off the ground with his hind legs, and his massive body sprang up more than four meters high like a spring!

The enormous tiger claws instantly opened, their sharp nails gleaming coldly, and with a sharp whistling sound, they slammed down on the drone overhead!

"Holy crap!" Duan Yushu was startled by the sudden attack, his heart nearly leaping out of his throat, and his fingers frantically pressed the up button.

But it was all too late!

Wang Yuyu had been planning this for so long, how could he possibly let his "prey" get away?

"Snapped!"

A crisp impact rang out as the tiger's claws slammed solidly into the drone's body.

The drone instantly lost its balance and crashed heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string. It was immediately pinned down by Wang Yuyu's large foot.

Seeing the propeller still spinning in vain, Wang Yuyu impatiently raised her other claw and smashed the propeller to pieces in a few blows, scattering fragments everywhere.

"Hmph, you dare to take a picture of me! I'll knock it off, see if you dare bother me again next time!"

He snorted smugly, flipped the drone over with his paw, and noticed that the camera was still flashing. He immediately became angry, leaned forward, bared his teeth at the camera, revealing his snow-white fangs, and let out a low growl.

The sheer power of that apex predator was enough to send chills down your spine even through the screen.

On the small hill, Duan Yushu stared at the screen that had suddenly gone black, with a red "Signal Lost" message popping up. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "Damn it, another one crashed."

But when he thought about the footage he had just captured—the clear and powerful moment of the tiger leaping into the air and striking with its claws—he couldn't help but grin and chuckle, "It was worth it! This shot is probably the first of its kind in the world! It'll definitely make this documentary a huge hit!"

The drone was gone, and Li Zhiyong's urgent voice came through the walkie-talkie again: "Get out of here! Your secure job is getting closer and closer!"

Duan Yushu didn't dare to delay, so he grabbed the controller and ran down the mountain.

Wang Yu walked a few hundred meters in that direction, and the cement road she remembered came into view.

He lowered his head, pressed his nose against the ground, and sniffed carefully. The air was filled with the chill of snow and the earthy smell of soil, without a trace of car exhaust.

"Hmph, no car tracks. Looks like they didn't dare go into the mountains; they must be hiding in the back!"

He glanced at the direction leading into the depths of the mountains, then turned around without hesitation and headed out of the mountains.

Beside the road, Li Zhiyong stared intently at the footage transmitted by the backup drone. When he saw Wang Yuyu turn around and walk towards them, his face turned deathly pale, and he shouted urgently to those around him:

"Damn it! The 'iron rice bowl' (a nickname for a worker with stable jobs) has spotted us! They're heading this way! Quick! Everyone get into the tin shack and hide! Hurry up!"

The accompanying cameraman reacted quickly, immediately hoisting the camera and pointing the lens intently at the direction Wang Yuyu was coming from.

The female host, Bai Yueling, gripped the microphone, her voice trembling with nervousness, but she still managed to continue broadcasting: "The tiger is now walking towards us. It... is about 300 meters away from us, and it's walking straight ahead on the concrete road."

"Stop filming! Your life is more important! Let's go!" Li Zhiyong grabbed Bai Yueling's arm and urged her.

"Let's go, let's go!" Bai Yueling snapped back to reality, forgetting all about the broadcast, and pulled the cameraman along with the crowd as they ran to the back.

After running more than 200 meters, they came to a red tin house, with several cars parked next to it.

This house is a temporary resting place for the forest rangers, and it is also a safe zone that they have chosen in advance.

At this moment, a cameraman was standing on the roof of the tin shack. He had already set up his camera, with the lens pointed at the corner of the road, ready to record the precious moment when the "King of the Forest" appeared up close.

A group of people crawled into the tin shack, slammed the heavy iron door shut, and then pressed their faces against the windows, holding their breath and staring nervously at the end of the road, waiting for Wang Yuyu to appear.

A short while later, a huge figure appeared on the road; it was Wang Yuyu, who had followed the scent.

He walked to where everyone had just been, lowered his head and sniffed again, confirming that the source of the scent was there. He suddenly looked up, his amber eyes scanning his surroundings warily, thinking to himself:

"This is it! The group that took pictures of me was right here! I didn't hear a car start, so they must not have gone far; they're probably hiding nearby!"

"Keep looking ahead, I want to see where you're hiding!"

He flicked his tail and glanced at the drone hovering overhead.

The fact that this thing was still following him strengthened his resolve to find the "culprit," and he continued walking along the road.