Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

After gathering his thoughts, Ji Yongjun said seriously, "According to you, the 'iron rice bowl' is very likely the first tiger king in the Siberian tiger population that can actively adapt to the new era during its long evolution. It is larger, more intelligent, and better able to adapt to this new era of increasingly frequent human activities."

"As long as he can live peacefully and pass on his excellent genes from generation to generation, our country's Siberian tiger population will surely be able to prosper again and escape the predicament of being endangered!"

Upon hearing that Ji Yongjun had finally recognized the importance of the matter, the experts immediately echoed, "Yes, yes, Director Ji, you're absolutely right!"

"As long as the stable employment system allows the tiger population to continue growing, and the cubs mature and mate with other Siberian tigers, the overall genetic makeup of our country's Siberian tiger population will be significantly improved over time!"

"It's not just about genes; the survival experience accumulated by living around human society for a long time will also be passed on to the next generation through words and deeds, and even affect other Siberian tigers."

"At that time, the entire Siberian tiger population will be better able to adapt to human society, reduce conflicts with humans, and greatly increase their chances of survival!"

"besides……"

The experts chattered away, getting more and more excited as they spoke, and their lively conversation made the meeting room bustling with activity once again.

Ji Yongjun felt a headache coming on and quickly raised his hand to stop them: "Alright, alright, stop for a moment. Take turns speaking one by one. If you keep talking like this, I won't be able to remember the key points."

Seeing this, Hua Chengye quickly said, "Director Ji, don't worry."

"How about this, let's work together to put together a detailed research report as soon as possible, clearly stating the importance of the Iron Rice Bowl family, its research value, and protection recommendations. Then we can give you a detailed report in person, which will be more organized."

Ji Yongjun's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded in agreement: "Great idea!"

"Thank you for your hard work on this matter. I will contact the higher-ups as soon as possible and invite a few leaders over. You can report directly to them so that they will take this seriously and approve the protection of the resources as soon as possible."

Hua Chengye's face lit up with excitement, and he quickly replied, "Please rest assured, Director Ji, we will do our utmost to complete this report!"

He also knew that this was not only a major event concerning the Siberian tiger population, but also a great opportunity for him to showcase his research abilities and gain recognition in the industry, so he could not afford to be careless.

"Okay, let's arrange it like this." Ji Yongjun nodded, got up and walked towards the lounge. "I'll go check on Old Qin first and see how he is."

Several experts also stood up and followed Ji Yongjun to the lounge!

They were worried about Qin Lao's health, and also wanted to report back to him on the follow-up arrangements to ensure that every step was implemented properly and to do their best to protect Wang Yuyu's family.

…………

Meanwhile, deep in the mountains and dense forests, Wang Yuyu was completely unaware of this; he had no idea that the protection level for himself and his family had been raised again.

At this moment, he was dragging a fat wild boar that he had just captured, walking steadily toward his family's temporary resting place. Fresh pig blood fell onto the soil, emitting a strong bloody smell.

As soon as Wang Yuyu approached the rest stop, she stopped and stared at the scene in the distance, her lips twitching involuntarily, her face full of speechlessness.

Under a sturdy tree, the trunk forked about three meters up, forming a natural "small platform." Tiger Mom was standing under the tree, looking up and growling at her son in the tree!

Her voice was sharp and urgent, her tail tip was thrashing violently, and she would occasionally rub her head against the tree trunk. Anyone with eyes could see that she was furious and her anger was at its peak.

Beside the tiger mom, her daughter was circling around the big tree, her little head tilted high, her amber eyes full of schadenfreude. Every now and then she would let out a soft, low growl, as if mocking her naughty little brother in the tree. Her look of enjoying the show was especially adorable.

Meanwhile, the son in the tree stood steadily at the fork of the trunk, his front paws gripping the thick branches, his head slightly raised, looking at his tiger mother below with a defiant expression.

It was howling "Awoo~ Awoo~" with a voice full of pride and arrogance, looking so smug as if to say, "You can't catch me, you just can't catch me."

"roar!"

The tiger mother was completely enraged by her son's provocation. She suddenly straightened up, put her front paws on the tree trunk, and stretched out her sharp tiger claws to shove her son's bottom hard, trying to drive this naughty little guy down from the tree.

The son reacted quickly, immediately climbing up and nimbly dodging the tiger mother's claws. He even turned his head and roared at the tiger mother a few more times, wagging his tail excitedly. His smug look almost made the tiger mother explode with anger.

The tiger mom pawed at her son for a long time but couldn't even touch a single hair on him. She was so angry that she kept growling. She could only reluctantly climb down from the tree and circle around the tree again and again.

His eyes were fixed on his son in the tree, constantly examining the trunk, trying to find a better angle to climb up and pull the naughty boy down to give him a good scolding.

Seeing that her younger brother wouldn't come down, the daughter under the tree became increasingly interested in watching the spectacle. So she simply imitated her tiger mother, hugging the tree trunk and using her little paws to scratch at the bark as she climbed up.

She was very agile and quickly climbed to the fork in the tree trunk, but her younger brother blocked her way and she could not climb any further.

The daughter cried out in frustration, then opened her mouth and gently bit her brother's paw, trying to drive him off so she could take over the "little platform."

But the son wasn't one to be trifled with either. He immediately raised his little paws and slapped his sister's tiger head a few times.

The sound was crisp and clear; you could tell it was a good head just by listening to it.

After being slapped several times by her younger brother, the daughter felt extremely wronged and lost all interest in climbing up the tree. With her head drooping, she slowly climbed down and squatted down. She would occasionally glance at her brother on the tree with a wronged look, and let out soft, sweet sobs.

Tiger Mom seized this perfect opportunity, immediately straightened up again, and while her son's attention was entirely on the girl under the tree, she suddenly stretched out her head, bit one of her son's hind paws, and then pulled him down hard.

Caught off guard, the son slid down a bit in an instant, and was so frightened that he quickly clung tightly to the tree trunk, his nails digging into the bark. No matter how hard his mother pulled, he refused to come down, and made urgent growls as if he was resisting.

Seeing this, Wang Yu shook her head helplessly, thinking to herself: If this continues, we won't even have time to eat before dark. These two little ones are really a handful.

He knew it was time for him to step in and end things.