Chapter 313 Golden-winged Eagle

Regardless of whether there was a carrier pigeon or something else in the cage, He Zhiran could see that Fantuaner had completely conquered it.

Not only that, the white unknown creature kept nodding at Fantuan.

Now, Fantuan was no longer so rigid, and ran towards his owner with his short legs as if asking for credit.

He Zhiran first comforted Fantuaner, and then looked at the unidentified creature.

Now it seems that this thing is no different from when we first met, still that well-behaved little white pigeon.

If Fantuaner hadn't stimulated its other side, He Zhiran might not have noticed this abnormality at all.

Now that Fantuaner has manipulated this unknown creature to reveal its true identity, He Zhiran will naturally be more alert.

As she looked at it, she deliberately kept some distance from the cage.

Unexpectedly, the little thing in the cage actually acted cute towards her.

The little head kept shaking up and down, and the wings opened and closed, obviously trying to please.

He Zhiran was a little confused.

She pulled Fantuan'er over to her side and asked, "Baby, have you tamed it?"

The rice ball nodded its round head vigorously a few times, making a "hmmmm" sound.

Now, He Zhiran was certain that the unknown creature in front of him had recognized him or Fantuaner as its master.

And based on her observation, it is more likely that this thing recognizes her.

Because Fantuaner had been with her for so long, the little thing had never looked at it directly.

Sure enough, just as He Zhiran continued to observe, the little thing flapped its wings towards her again.

Compared to how he treated Fantuan just now, he was so much gentler now.

He Zhiran tentatively reached out to the cage, and the little thing seemed to become more obedient.

The snow-white body rubbed against the edge of the cage, as if inviting He Zhiran to touch it.

He Zhiran followed the little thing's intention and opened the cage.

The little creature immediately ran out with its wings flapping, purring happily around He Zhiran.

He Zhiran was completely certain that the little thing had no ill will towards him, so he reached out and tentatively touched it.

Seeing this, the little thing actually moved closer.

He Zhiran first touched its head, and then stroked its body little by little.

The little thing seemed to like this feeling very much and moved closer to her.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, He Zhiran stretched out the little thing's wings little by little, wanting to see the golden feathers inside.

The little thing spread its wings very cooperatively, and He Zhiran could see the golden feather clearly.

In her previous life, she accidentally read a book that mentioned that there was a very rare kind of snow sculpture. It looked snow-white on the outside, but there was a golden feather on each side in the hidden part under its wings.

This kind of snow sculpture is named Golden-winged Dapeng.

But the golden-winged Roc is very huge, and even when it is young, it cannot be as small as the one in front of it.

In order to determine the species of this little thing, He Zhiran plans to ask for help from a young collector, hoping that he can help search on the Internet in modern times.

So she took out her cell phone and used Taobao's photo-taking and uploading function to take a picture of the little thing from every angle.

The camera has a built-in valuation function, and small items are no exception. The price was a little shocking to He Zhiran.

Taobao's estimated value for the small item is as high as seven figures, which shows how precious it is.

He Zhiran did not dwell too much on the value of the little thing. What she lacked the least now was money, and it was impossible for her to use the little thing to exchange for profit.

She opened the Little Collector's chat box and sent the photos she had just taken.

[Hello, could you please help me check what species this little thing is.]

Perhaps the little collector was busy, and He Zhiran waited for almost ten minutes after sending the message before he saw the other party's avatar flashing.

[I just asked an zoology expert to help identify the picture. This is a very rare eagle called the golden-winged eagle.

This eagle usually looks like a pigeon, but when in danger it will transform into a roc, with a golden feather on the inside of its wings.

The most peculiar thing about it is its mouth, which is divided into two layers. When it holds something or encounters danger, the outer layer will extend outward into an eagle's beak.

According to experts, this species of golden-winged eagle is almost extinct in modern times, and they also learned this from some information.

Then, the little collector said: [Don’t tell me that this golden-winged eagle is in your hands.]

He Zhiran: [There is indeed one.]

Little Collector: [I can buy it at a high price.]

He Zhiran: [I'm sorry, this golden-winged eagle is very important to me, so I can't sell it to you.]

Little Collector: [Since that's the case, I won't force it.]

What He Zhiran is more concerned about now is the characteristics of the golden-winged eagle.

[Have you heard anything special about this golden-winged eagle?]

Little Collector: [Experts say that golden-winged eagles recognize their masters. Despite their small size, they are extremely powerful. However, they won't take any action without their master's instructions.]

After listening to the little collector's introduction, He Zhiran couldn't wait to try the golden-winged eagle's ability to recognize its master.

As a thank you, she put on the shelf a large diamond that she bought from a foreigner.

The little collector's originally depressed mood was instantly replaced by the joy of obtaining this big diamond.

He Zhiran closed the dialog box only after seeing that he was satisfied.

He turned around and walked close to the golden-winged eagle, extending his palm towards it.

When the golden-winged eagle saw her hand, it flapped its wings and jumped up, chirping twice in excitement.

He Zhiran continued to test.

She pointed to some dried chilies drying outside the warehouse and said, "Little guy, go get that for me."

The golden-winged eagle chirped again, flew quickly to the designated location, picked up a dry chili and flew back.

When He Zhiran took the dried chili pepper, he also discovered that the golden eagle's beak had turned into an eagle's beak.

But soon, the golden eagle retracted its beak.

He Zhiran could already conclude that this little thing had recognized him as its master.

Although this little thing once belonged to Mr. Simeng, it has now become his own. He Zhiran will not care too much about treating such a spiritual animal.

What she is most worried about now is that this golden-winged eagle has been tamed by Fantuaner and has become his pet. It is unknown whether it can still find its former owner.

To verify this, she tentatively communicated with the golden-winged eagle.

"Little thing, can you still find your former owner?"

The golden-winged eagle stood there stupidly, staring at her, obviously not knowing what she was trying to say.

Now, He Zhiran was completely embarrassed. She had originally hoped that this little thing would take her to find Mr. Simeng, but now, if she let it go, it would probably fly back to its new owner.