"Beep, duck."
The third one...
"Beep, meat pigeon."
...
The first seven mercenaries were either pigeons or ducks.
Pigeons include meat pigeons and racing pigeons, and ducks include egg ducks, meat ducks, and live ducks.
With these seven people conducting the tests, Xia Chuhe roughly understood the meaning of classification testing. He also learned that Lao Wang's accented "qin" was actually the Mandarin word for "bird."
They, this group of evolvers, are birds waiting to be classified.
The security gates at Birds of Prey are similar to the Sorting Hat in the magical world.
The sorting cap assigns students to different colleges based on their personality traits. Similarly, security gates also take into account the individual characteristics of their "students," dividing them into different groups.
The first mercenary's ability was related to speed, so he was a racing pigeon.
The second mercenary was beautiful and lush, fluffy, and looked very pettable, so he was a fluffy duck.
The third mercenary was short, but his body was muscular and well-developed, so he was the meat pigeon.
...
Xia Chuhe was unsure whether the security gate could be communicated with.
If, like the Sorting Hat, it considers the students' opinions, then there's a lot of room for maneuver.
The next person to be categorized is Li Yue.
The security gate paused for a bit longer this time, but it eventually cleared the message successfully.
"Beep, Peacock."
Old Wang paused in his fumbling with the cards, then brushed the duck feathers off his head, revealing two round, bright eyes.
Old Wang craned his neck and stared intently at Li Yue.
Li Yue casually brushed a stray hair behind her ear and smiled at Fat Duck Old Wang.
Xia Chuhe smiled. No matter where she was or what the situation was, Sister Li always exuded the charm of a wife with ease.
Old Wang twisted his long neck backward and lightly pecked at his rump hair with his duckbill, as if trying to make himself look more presentable.
After a while, Old Wang took out a card from the pocket of his striped shirt, held it with his two wings, and gently pressed it against Li Yue's body.
Xia Chuhe rubbed her eyes; she seemed to see flattery in a duck.
Why should we show such respect to peacocks?
Xia Chuhe recalled the mercenaries' classifications: meat ducks, egg ducks, live ducks... all classified according to output.
So, what do peacocks produce?
As luck would have it, a small part of Xia Chuhe's enormous farm was a peacock garden.
Therefore, Xia Chuhe roughly knew several ways to monetize peacocks.
Its primary value lies in its aesthetic appeal. While alive, it attracts visitors by charging admission fees; after death, it is preserved as a specimen and continues to be viewed.
Secondly, it has medicinal value; peacock bile can be used to detoxify.
Finally, like other poultry, its meat, eggs, and feathers can all be sold, but the price is high and the market is small.
While he was pondering, Lu Dangui had already passed through the security gate.
This time, the security gate didn't stop: "Beep, Peacock."
The second peacock did not have a greater impact on Lao Wang.
Old Wang still respectfully affixed the label to the Angelica sinensis with both hands.
Next up is Xia Chuhe.
Without hesitation, the security gate turned the red light green instantly: "Beep, Peacock."
When three peacocks appeared among a group of students, Old Wang's round eyes narrowed with joy.
He was about to brand Xia Chuhe.
Xia Chuhe frowned: "The classification is wrong. You're talking nonsense. I'm not."
When she was a peacock breeder, Xia Chuhe didn't think there was anything wrong with the way peacocks were monetized. But after she became a peacock herself, the thought of being watched by people made her feel like her skin was being pricked with needles.
Xia Chuhe was not a law-abiding person; she was willing to take appropriate risks for a better situation.
Moreover, Xia Chuhe was very curious whether the security gate, like the sorting cap, could be communicated with.
Xia Chuhe stood under the security gate, looking righteous: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not a peacock, I'm a hen."
The security gate's red light is flashing: ...￥%#&*#@￥ zzzzzz...
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