âIt seems the psychological well-being of animals is a matter of pressing concern!â
âThen again, itâs understandable when you think about it.â
âAll intelligent life has its moments of frustration.â
âItâs just that animals canât speak...â
âNo, thatâs not right. To be precise, humans canât understand the languages animals use with each other.â
âWith no way to communicate, itâs inevitable theyâd get depressed.â
Last time, the Red Fox, Tongtong, was melancholic because she wanted to get out of her enclosure for a walk.
âSo whatâs the reason for the red panda, Tutu, this time?â
Filled with curiosity, Yang Qi approached the red panda.
Tutu, who was lying down, sensed someone approaching. Its ears twitched instinctively, its small body tensed slightly, and it subconsciously prepared to scramble up and flee to a farther corner.
But as soon as it turned its head and saw it was Yang Qi, its escape attempt halted mid-motion.
Its small, beady black eyes lingered on Yang Qi for a few seconds, as if sensing something. Then, it lazily flopped back down, even wriggling its body to find a more comfortable position. It completely ignored Yang Qi, who was right beside it. Finally, it listlessly closed its eyes, the very picture of someone who had given up on life.
"Hey, Tutu. Howâre you doing?"
Yang Qi stopped in front of it and greeted it softly, "My name is Yang Qi. Iâm new here. Whatâs wrong? Are you feeling sick? Or is todayâs food not to your liking?"
The red panda remained unresponsive, not even lifting an eyelid.
Yang Qi wasnât discouraged. He patiently continued trying to get it to open up.
âOnly if it opens up will I know what itâs really thinking.â
This scene did not go unnoticed by the group of people standing outside the enclosure.
Zookeeper Xiaowangâs face was full of amazement. "Thatâs strange. Tutu is usually very timid. It wouldâve vanished the moment someone got close. Why is today so different...?"
Qian Yu crossed her arms, her eyes filled with admiration. "If I remember correctly, red pandas are naturally timid and run away from people. But this one isnât afraid of Yang Qi. He really lives up to the name âBrother Qiâ."
"Yeah, heâs even won over a red panda."
Ye Haibing nodded vigorously. "Iâd say Brother Qiâs title as the âDruidâ is now set in stone!"
Cheng Yao also nodded in agreement. "Yang Qi certainly deserves that title."
As she spoke, she looked curiously at Qian Yu and the others. "Are you Yang Qiâs friends?"
"Yes, we were all his classmates in university. Weâre old friends," Qian Yu replied with a smile and a nod.
"Nice to meet you all. Iâm Cheng Yao, from the Zooâs marketing department," Cheng Yao introduced herself with poise.
Qian Yu, Song Wan, and Ye Haibing introduced themselves in turn.
When it was Gao Zhenyueâs turn, after introducing himself, his eyes darted about for a moment. He cleared his throat and said, "So, uh, Cheng Yao, about our Brother Qi... donât let his current situation fool you. Back in school, his grades were..."
He gave a big thumbs-up. "...this good! And though his family background is just average, Brother Qi is a super reliable and capable guy! Look at him now, showing off this âDruidâ talent of his. Heâs deeply valued by your bosses. His future is definitely going to be limitless..."
Blah, blah, blah.
Gao Zhenyue rattled on, listing all of Yang Qiâs good qualities.
Cheng Yao was a bit confused at first, but she quickly caught on. She couldnât help but let out a snort of laughter, cutting him off. "Um, Gao Tongxue, thanks for the sales pitch. But I have a boyfriend."
"Uh..."
Gao Zhenyueâs pitch fizzled out instantly, the expression frozen on his face.
SMACK!
Ye Haibing slapped him on the shoulder, annoyed. "Stop trying to play matchmaker! Just be quiet and watch Brother Qi work his magic."
...
ăInside the enclosure.ă
Yang Qi, oblivious to the little drama playing out behind him, was still relentlessly trying to communicate with Tutu.
Under the combined influence of his patience and his [Ten Thousand Beasts Affinity], the red panda that had been playing dead finally showed a reaction.
First, it moved its head ever so slightly. Then, a few nearly inaudible whimpers, tinged with grievance and complaint, escaped its throat.
[Donât wanna eat.]
[Want something else.]
[Want yummy food.]
The messages werenât exactly clear, but combined with the little fellaâs disdainful look, it only took Yang Qi a moment to figure it out.
The little guy was sick of its daily "work meal" and wanted a change of paceâsomething new and delicious!
In the wild, a red pandaâs diet is actually quite rich, consisting of various wild fruits, tender leaves, mushrooms, bird eggs, and even small insects.
In the Zoo, however, the menu is relatively fixed to ensure proper nutrition and safety. And while the diet was balanced, the day-in, day-out regimen of apples, carrots, bamboo leaves, and dry nutritional pellets was undoubtedly monotonous for a red panda that clearly had the makings of a little "gourmand."
Having found the root of the problem, Yang Qiâs mind was made up. He turned and walked out of the enclosure.
Xiaowang, Cheng Yao, and the group of four friends who were waiting outside immediately crowded around him.
"So? Did you figure out whatâs wrong?" Cheng Yao asked first, her phone still raised, clearly unwilling to miss any good footage.
"The problem seems to be the food, as I thought," Yang Qi replied.
"Thatâs impossible!"
Xiaowang quickly explained, "I brought the freshest apples and bamboo leaves!"
"Iâm sure the food is fresh; I donât doubt that."
Yang Qi looked at him and countered, "But have you ever tried giving it different types of food? Other kinds of fruit, for instance?"
"Well..."
Xiaowang was taken aback. Heâd honestly never considered it; he had always just followed the procedures in the zookeeperâs manual.
Yang Qi glanced at the unvarying contents of the food bowl in the enclosure and suggested, "Go get some strawberries. I think I remember seeing some in the storeroom."
"Huh? Strawberries? Oh! Okay, right!"
Xiaowang agreed subconsciously while still in a daze. A moment later, he snapped to his senses, turned and ran to a nearby electric cart, and sped off toward the storeroom.
"So, youâre saying this red panda just got sick of eating apples and bamboo leaves?" Gao Zhenyue asked, stroking his chin.
"Thatâs more or less it," Yang Qi said, not wanting to sound overly certain.
"Iâm sure thatâs the reason!"
Cheng Yao, on the other hand, sounded completely convinced. She could already imagine how popular a video based on the story "Picky Red Pandaâs Secret Exposed by New Zookeeper" would be.
"Letâs wait for the strawberries and see what happens," Yang Qi said with a smile, not wanting to get ahead of himself.
They didnât have to wait long before they saw Xiaowang hurrying back on the electric cart, holding up a carton of bright, luscious-looking strawberries.
Yang Qi took the strawberries and went back into the enclosure.
The moment he drew near with the strawberries, Tutu, who had been lying motionless, began to twitch its nostrils furiously. Its little head shot up, its bright black eyes glued to Yang Qiâs hand.
When Yang Qi held two plump strawberries out to it, the little creature immediately let out a happy chirp.
It was no longer the listless whimper from before but a sound of clear delight. It reached out with its two tiny paws, carefully took the strawberries, and began nibbling at them eagerly.
It ate with great relish, its tail wagging happily.
At almost the exact same moment that Tutu began to eat happilyâ
[Task Complete]
[Reward: Bearâs Strength]
âBearâs Strength?â