Once We Lived in Nanjing

Bai Yang stared blankly at the radio on the desk, and the next second he shouted:

"She's back! She's back!"

The two people in the living room suddenly stood up, looking like two anxious fathers waiting outside the delivery room for their child's birth.

This time, the disconnection scared everyone badly, although it was only a brief two and a half hours, it also made Bai Yang and the others realize the significant shortcomings of the existing communication methods. This was the first time Ban Xia and Bai Yang lost contact, and after this suspenseful yet harmless incident, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning immediately put the task of building a remote communication relay system on their agenda, progressing in sync with the image transmission link.

Currently, BG4MSR can only communicate with Bai Yang when stationed in front of the radio, which is like a landline phone that cannot be carried around. No matter where BG4MSR goes, she must return to her room to communicate with others.

Old Bai had experienced such a life. Before moving to the city of Nanjing, his family had paid to install a landline phone. At that time, few households in the village had a landline, and neighbors often relied on Old Bai's phone to communicate with the outside world. Whenever someone from outside called to look for someone, Bai Zhen's parents would send him out to call for that person.

Young Bai Zhen would run out to the grain drying ground in front of the door and shout loudly, "Scabby head—! There's a call for you—!"

The person being called would hastily rush over, scold him for his lack of manners, and then run in to answer the phone.

Bai Zhen deeply understood how inconvenient this was.

So, they must upgrade from a landline to a mobile phone.

Allowing BG4MSR to maintain contact with them at all times, no matter where she goes.

"...The territory of a male Bengal Tiger is generally over thirty square kilometers, and can be up to eighty square kilometers, females less, within twenty square kilometers. BG4MSR, do you understand? OVER."

"Understood."

Bai Yang droned on, reading the data like a teacher practicing rote teaching.

Thanks to his father and Uncle Zhao, he had prepared comprehensive materials. Now that BG4MSR had returned safely, giving everyone a false alarm, Bai Yang immediately started tonight's work, aiming to train BG4MSR to become the top tiger expert of her era in one night.

"Watch its hunting methods, the Bengal Tiger likes to hunt at dusk, its common killing method is throat-locking because of its particularly strong bite force; it goes directly for the prey's throat—large animals suffocate when bitten, small animals have their spines crushed. Miss, you must be careful, protect your throat, you know there's a tribe called the Budao Clan? They always wear brass rings around their necks to make their necks long, or you could also try Hong Family Iron Wire Fist, OVER."

"BG4MXH, what is Hong Family Iron Wire Fist?"

"Hong Family Iron Wire Fist! Wulang Bagua Stick! Also the Twelve Road Tan Legs, together called the three giants of Kung Fu! Simply put, it's about wearing iron rings... I mean, you should pay attention to protecting yourself, OVER."

"Okay, I will."

The girl agreed quite crisply.

"Then next, I'll explain to you how to set traps." Bai Yang yawned, the clock on the table had already pointed to two o'clock, he rarely stayed up so late.

He released his hand from the microphone, rubbing his eyes.

"Sleepy?" The girl asked. "Why don't you go to sleep first?"

"No no, I must finish explaining everything; what would be the point of waiting so long for?" Bai Yang shook his head, "I can't sleep before that, OVER."

Saying so, he took out some Wind Oil Essence from the shelf, dropped some on his palm, rubbed his temples, then flipped open a thick stack of materials in his hands, glancing at the cover, not knowing which big shot had tossed his student's master's thesis over, titled "A Comparative Study of Bengal Tiger's Wildlife Habits in Habitat and Buffer Zones of Human and Livestock Activity."

"Alright, I'm listening."

Ban Xia sat down obediently.

As Bai Yang read the materials, he thought to himself, these animal experts are really enthusiastic; they even brought their household treasures.

From the world distribution of the Bengal Tiger to their wild habits to worldwide instances of human-tiger conflicts, the most exaggerated being that they even planned a complete tiger hunting scheme for him, from start to finish, covering everything from trap design, bait placement, site selection, tool preparation, and even obtaining sentence reduction in prison.

Time passed minute by minute.

Bai Yang read till he was sleepy.

Ban Xia listened with rapt attention.

"To sum up, unless absolutely necessary, do not confront the tiger directly. In 2016 there was a tiger attack in Beijing Badaling Zoo resulting in one death, one injury, caused by tourists getting out of the car... Hmm... a tiger lifting an adult is as effortless as lifting a chicken... Do you hear that, Miss? You can't overpower a tiger; it'll carry you like carrying a chicken!" Bai Yang put down the materials in his hand, once again emphasizing, "You can't clash head-on with it, OVER."

"Okay, no clashing head-on."

Ban Xia agreed very straightforwardly.

Bai Yang paused, "Really? Promise me, no direct conflict? OVER."

"I promise."

"Are you sure?" Bai Yang asked. "Promise no rash actions? OVER."

"I promise."

Bai Yang thought to himself, this stubborn lady is surprisingly agreeable tonight.

If she could promise to avoid rash actions, that would naturally be the best outcome. Since the Bengal Tiger's range of activity was particularly large, as long as it moved away from Meihua Villa, BG4MSR's safety would not be threatened, and in Bai Yang's view, she had absolutely no need to provoke the tiger.