I heard that piercing sound, and it was as if I were listening to a beautiful celestial melody. It did! It finally cried out!

The moment Pat barked, I immediately put the jerky in its mouth and gave it a command: Bark!

Then, after training this command for a whole afternoon, Pat finally understood the meaning of the word and could make a high-pitched eagle cry when I gave the command.

Now only the final step remains: combining flight and eagle calls to make it understand the meaning of the warning.

But how can I get Pat to understand what I mean and warn him about large animals on the ground?

In order for Pat to warn of large animals, the first thing needed is to have a large animal as a reference point.

But the large animals here won't obediently come here as I please. However, thinking about this, I do have an idea to replace those large animals and achieve a convincing fake effect.

During the falconry training, after more than a week of tanning, those leathers were successfully tanned.

Now all I need to do is stuff these soft leathers with thatch to fill them in, and then sew the leather back together with a needle.

All you need to do is cut four sticks and insert them into the ground for support, and you've successfully made a wild animal version of a scarecrow.

To simulate a realistic environment, I deliberately hid these completed models in a dense jungle.

These models hidden in the jungle cannot be seen from a horizontal perspective, but they can definitely be seen from a high altitude.

Because of its size, unless you completely hide inside a cave, it's impossible to hide under the absolute view from the air.

The key to this training is to discover these hidden models, so the key to the training is to identify these models.

Before releasing these models into the jungle, I did a lesson. I put meat on the models beforehand and then released them from a corner where Pat couldn't see them.

I verbally uttered the word "patrol" to conditioned Pat to remember that the action and the verbal command were reciprocal.

This didn't take much effort. With the skills he had learned in the previous days, Pat quickly learned that there was food on the large animal models.

It will take a little time to find them, but that's a piece of cake for harpy eagles high in the sky.

Initially, we conducted this training in open areas to help Pat develop the instinct to actively seek out animal tracks, so that the patrol and surveillance could truly be effective.

After that, I gradually moved the battlefield to a denser jungle, where Pat had already gotten into the habit of first finding the locations of these large animal models.

So no matter how well I hide the models, Pat can find them all immediately.

Now only the last step, which is also the most important step, is to send an alarm after the target is spotted.

Previously, I would put meat on these models. Now I'm still putting Pat out, but this time I didn't put meat on the model.

This time, I waited near the model beforehand, and then used the patrol's password to have Pat find the animal models in the jungle.

Having done this dozens of times before, Pat was already very familiar with it. He quickly spotted the animal models near me.

It swooped down and landed on the model, but after examining it, it still couldn't find the meat it wanted to eat.

At that moment, I pointed at the animal model and gave Pat the command: "Squeak!"

At first, Pat was a little confused, not knowing what I was doing. But after I gave it a few commands, it barked at me symbolically.

When Pat barks, I immediately reward him to reinforce his conditioned reflex.

For the next few days, I trained Pat in this way. Gradually, it learned that I wanted it to find those large animal models and then sound the eagle's cry as an alarm in order to receive a reward.

After several days of painstaking practice, Pat can now spot the animal model instantly, swooping down and calling out to me in the correct direction.

There's no way around it; it has wings and can fly in the sky, but I can only run on the ground with my own two legs to reach the place it accurately warned me about in order to reward Pat.

Time flies, and our training has already exceeded twenty days. During these days, we have hardly gone hunting or gathering, and have just been living off our savings at home.

There are now three mouths to feed in our family.

Soon, most of the dried meat I had stored away was gone. Nearly a third of the taro noodles were also consumed, mainly because Pat doesn't eat vegetarian food.

But it was all worth it. Pat is now a qualified intelligent "drone," and the benefits it and Top bring me are definitely not worth this little bit of food.

With their warning system, obtaining food and successfully transporting it back is not a problem at all.

We're like the perfect team now; there's probably no animal in the jungle that can escape our eyes anymore.

However, there is still one problem that has not been solved, which is that Top and Pat have always been at odds, and Pat's instinct always makes him think of Top as his food.

Over time, the two of them would start fighting whenever they met. At first, Top was afraid of Pat, but with my intervention, the monkey gradually became bolder.

Top knew it couldn't beat Pat with its bare hands, so it somehow found a stick about its own length and carried it around with it at all times.

If Pat makes even the slightest ill-intentioned move, Top will not hesitate to strike Pat hard with a stick.

Top's strength is not small for a beast of similar size, and monkeys, as primates, are naturally adept at using tools such as sticks.

So this stick became Top's magic staff. Whenever he didn't like Pat, he would hit him with it a couple of times.

One time when I wasn't around, they fought, and Pat's wing was even swollen up from Top's beating.

If I hadn't used liniment to help Pat recover from his injuries, he probably would have been walking on the ground like a chicken for days.

Since then, Pat's desire to eat Top has gradually faded, and at least it no longer actively provokes this grumpy monkey.

Of course, they can't be as peaceful with me as they are with me. When they want the same food, they will still fight, just not as fiercely as before.

This troublesome problem has been bothering me for a long time, and it's really not an easy thing to completely resolve this nemesis.

But soon, an unexpected event brought a turning point.