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Chapter 809: 792: Recognizing the Bait, Calling Far (4000-word Chapter)_2

Chapter 809: Chapter 792: Recognizing the Bait, Calling Far (4000-word Chapter)_2

About half an hour later, Little White on the wooden stump suddenly loosened the feathers under its tail and let out a squirt of liquid poop. After it was done, its tail wiggled left and right as if still unsatisfied, looking quite adorable.

Yue Feng: “Alright, break’s over! Let’s continue with the rest of the training!”

Yue Feng turned back to the wooden cabin, took the Lure hanging on the wall, and casually tied a large piece of meat to the middle of its back with a rope. Then he swaggered back to Little White.

This was the first time Little White had seen this crude Lure and had no reaction at all, mostly focusing its attention on Yue Feng’s right hand, which was covered with a rabbit-fur sleeve.

There used to be meat in his hand, but this time it was a bit disappointing. Upon closer look, his hand was empty!

Yue Feng passed the Lure from his left hand to his right, shook it a bit, and then continued to blow the whistle.

Upon hearing the whistle, Little White immediately started to search and quickly focused its attention on the piece of meat on the back of the Lure. It jumped straight over.

Yue Feng held out the Lure, letting Little White eat up all the meat on it, and then placed it back on the wooden stump, repeating the previous process.

After repeating it twice, Yue Feng deliberately turned the Lure over the third time, moving the tied meat to the underside, out of Little White’s view.

With another whistle, Little White searched everywhere but couldn’t find the meat and seemed a bit puzzled.

However, under Yue Feng’s continuous whistling, after hesitating for a few seconds, it still jumped over, lowered its head to look at the Lure, and found no meat.

Only then did Yue Feng flip the Lure around, revealing the hidden meat in front of Little White.

Now, a conditioned reflex was perfectly established between the command and the food. Little White quickly learned that as long as the Lure came with a whistle, even if it couldn’t see the meat, there would be food!

After repeating this process twice, Yue Feng increased the difficulty once again.

No meat was tied to either side of the Lure’s back, yet upon whistling again, Little White still jumped onto the Lure quickly. Yue Feng was just a beat slower to take out the meat and continue feeding it.

With this entire set of training, all of the day’s food was consumed!

This was the first time since being caught in the net that Little White had eaten this full, its crop on the chest bulging high, with at least 200 grams of processed meat in its stomach.

A well-fed Little White became more calm, perching on Yue Feng’s arm like a dummy bird, not flinching no matter how he touched or patted it. Even when Yue Feng chatted and interacted with his streaming audience in a normal voice, it wasn’t afraid at all. Near noon, all of its feathers relaxed, the ones on its abdomen covered its claws, making it look like a large nesting hen.

Yue Feng manipulated the camera to give a close-up, happily saying: “As the saying goes, a hunting eagle with a head like a pine cone and eyes like sesame seeds — from its relaxed state, Little White is really getting there!”

“Brother Feng, are you sure it’s not sick? It seems less spirited than before?”

“Yeah, yeah, it’s all fluffed up; could it be that it got into trouble from eating too much rabbit meat today?”

“Let’s hope nothing goes wrong! Took so much effort to get it back! It did so well this morning!”

Yue Feng explained, “This is how a Falcon looks when it’s relaxing in the wild, letting its guard down! There are no health issues! This shows that our continuous endurance training in recent days has finally taken effect! I’ve decided to give a feather shaft thing tomorrow, to consolidate it, and then start with flying lines, preparing for distance calling!”

Although these terms are still a bit confusing for the audience, anyone watching Yue Feng’s daily Eagle Training can see the undeniable progress, making them eagerly anticipate more.

The next day, among the rabbit meat that Yue Feng prepared, there was a lot of rabbit fur soaked in hot water and cooled down. These were the shorter, softer fur from the rabbit’s rear legs, made even softer after treatment.

Having eaten meat with lots of rabbit fur, on the third morning, Little White spat out a thumb-thick strip-shaped pellet early.

The main material of the pellet was rabbit fur, with a small part consisting of indigestible tiny bone fragments and digestive fluids from the stomach.

Yue Feng cracked open the pellet to smell it; it was faint without any stench, indicating that Little White’s digestive organs were very healthy, so according to the established plan, he continued with the training.

After two days of recognizing the Lure, Little White had already formed an impression of this winged Lure. Whenever there was a whistle and a showing of the Lure, Little White would promptly fly over to eat the meat, now recognizing it very firmly.

Today, Yue Feng cut another twenty meters of PE line, with one end fixed to the wooden stump and the other connected to him.

The five-footer originally attached to the stump was now tied with a reverse knot, passing through the PE line so it could slide freely.

Seeing this setup, the streaming audience was even more confused; what on earth is this?

Yue Feng explained: “Little White has basically recognized the Lure. It has already expelled a pellet early this morning, so now Little White is extremely eager for food!

Today we’re going to try distance calling! I’ve prepared a twenty-meter line, and if I can call it over from the stump, the training is successful!”

After a simple explanation, Yue Feng rechecked the Falcon’s equipment; once assured that there were no mistakes, he swaggered off with the Lure, marching to a point twenty meters away!

At this moment, Little White was perched on the stump, its entire attention focused on the Lure in Yue Feng’s hand, but having not heard the whistle, it didn’t know what to do, best described by the phrase “raring to go!”

When Yue Feng reached his position, he spread his arm open, holding the Lure aloft with his left hand, and then blew the whistle.

The whistle was a command, and from twenty meters away, Little White unhesitatingly leapt off the stump, spread its wings, and flew straight toward Yue Feng.

All the preparation before led up to this explosive progress; from twenty meters away, Little White responded promptly to the command by taking off and landing steadily on Yue Feng’s arm.

Throughout the process, there was no intent of escape, no fear of people; its attention was solely on the Lure and the whistle, reacting quickly with a clear goal.

Yue Feng had anticipated that the twenty-meter distance call might succeed on the first try, but he didn’t expect Little White to execute the command so flawlessly.

“Wow! It really flew over! Swooping close to the ground like a flash of white light, incredibly fast!”

“Did it really fly over? It’s kind of like what you see on TV!”

“So cool, right? Twenty meters! Once it gets used to the training, could the distance be increased further?”

“The only downside is the string tied to it; if we could call it without all the five-foot and eagle equipment, it’d be even more perfect!”

Yue Feng was in a great mood too, too eager to interact with the audience. He blew the whistle again and gave it some solid strips of meat.

After expelling the feather shaft, Little White’s appetite was astonishingly large. Now, instead of pecking slowly piece by piece, it grabbed a piece of meat and gobbled it whole, swallowing it down in one gulp.

After eating two big pieces, about an ounce or so in quantity, Yue Feng stopped feeding and, swaggering again, carried the Falcon back to the wooden stump.

He repeated the trick; the twenty-meter distance vanished in an instant once more!

From Yue Feng’s perspective, Little White’s entire response was flawless.

After two rounds of distant calls, Yue Feng fed half of the day’s meat and added a considerable amount of rabbit fur to feed the other half in the afternoon, aiming to boost the distance to forty meters by tomorrow.

The next morning, Little White again spat out a fur pellet early, relaxing even more while perched on the arm! Yue Feng used his knuckles to rub against the Falcon’s chest, and the little guy even squinted its eyes, gently pecking at his hand in playful interaction.

When it came time for the distance call, it did not disappoint!

First time at forty meters: Lure raised, whistle blown, it flew over unhesitatingly!

Second time, Yue Feng increased the distance to fifty meters, still it hesitated not a bit!

After two perfect performances at distant calling, Yue Feng became confident enough about the Falcon’s affinity, seeing it as time to move on to the next step!

Line tie, Lure swing, falcon flight!