Bi Fang untied the knot on his stomach bag, unfolded it, and took out one of the well-preserved large pink flowers. The drone locked on the target and zoomed in, allowing everyone to observe it carefully.
The flowers have not been picked for a long time and are relatively well preserved. There are only some wet marks caused by the overflow of cell fluid after being pressed. They look quite fresh.
Bi Fang took out a fresh green leaf, rolled it into a funnel shape and fixed it, then picked off all the petals of the flower in the stomach bag, stacked them together, twisted them with his hands, and slowly squeezed out its juice, dripping
Falling on the leaves.
"Hypnotic flower is a dicotyledonous plant unique to Africa, also called drunken flower. It has eye-catching colors and rich aroma. It usually grows in barren mountains and wild places. The key is that it has a strong hypnotic effect."
"People only need to lick the petals with their tongues and they will become drowsy. Wild animals will immediately fall asleep on the ground after eating it. Even a two-ton rhinoceros will faint on the ground after eating it."
"We apply its juice on the lion's nose, and any excess can be dripped into its mouth, which can help us anesthetize it and reduce the possibility of danger."
In the current situation, no one knew which one would arrive first, the people from the protection center or the poachers’ accomplices. For this reason, Bi Fang spoke much faster than usual and sped up his actions, which undoubtedly shocked everyone.
A layer of nervousness cast a shadow over my heart.
If the people at the conservation center arrive first, everything will be fine. The lions will be saved and people will be safe.
If poachers arrive first, the situation will undoubtedly become more critical.
"There are many similar plants in South Africa, such as a tree called manula, which can make wine and is a kind of 'drunken tree'."
"African elephants like to eat this fruit the most. Whenever elephants overeat this fruit and drink some water, they will go crazy with alcohol. Some will run wildly, and more will stagger around and fall asleep.
I won’t wake up in a day.”
"Also in the Mongolia Desert of Tanzania, there is a kind of moso bamboo that can overflow with wine, called Jiuzhu. This kind of wine has less than 20 degrees. The wounds of the new bamboo will secrete alcohol-containing wound fluid after the branches are cut, which has a unique
Fragrance. Some animals that like to eat young bamboo or often quench their thirst with wine bamboo juice often become drunk and dizzy when a large amount of alcohol accumulates in their bodies."
[Strange knowledge has been added]
[Is Lao Fang preparing to anesthetize the lion for surgery? 】
【So nervous】
[The excitement of a really special girl]
【Race against time】
There is a cuticle on the surface of leaves, which prevents the loss of water. Its main component is lipids, which can effectively block water.
When the sap of the Hypnotic Flower drops on it, the two are incompatible and can be inherited with almost no loss.
Fresh plants have a lot of water, and soon nearly one-third of the plant juice is accumulated in the leaf funnel.
Bi Fang picked up the funnel-shaped leaves filled with Hypnosis Flower juice and cautiously approached the Lion King's head.
In fact, there are more reliable ways, such as fixing the funnel on the top of the tree stick in some way, and dripping it to Cecil in an indirect way, but that is not a problem. For example, if the lion suddenly wakes up, it may be knocked over.
If you miss the funnel, all your previous efforts will be wasted.
Bi Fang found the Hypnotic Flower on the road, knocked it over, and didn't know where to find it if he wanted it again.
[A little scared, this is wild]
[Do you really want to go?]
[My hands are already shaking, the sense of immersion is too strong]
[The dead house has a sense of immersion]
[Damn it, the wild dogs are far away, but someone dares to get close to the wild lion. I can only show my respect by throwing myself on the ground]
People have always talked about who is the real king of predators, the lion or the tiger, but this does not prevent the lion from being one of the most powerful predators in nature.
Even if they are fully armed, few people dare to get close to a completely unfamiliar lion that is full of hostility to humans and may become violent at any time.
Not to mention that Bifang had nothing, and the only protection was a set of protective clothing that didn't fit that well, but under the bite force of the lion, there might not be much difference between having it or not.
Cecil was lying in the soft green grass, with small yellow flowers blooming in the grass, swaying in the wind.
There was a sharp arrow stuck in its abdomen, and its mane, which should have been high and flowing, was now stained with blood, stuck together, and hung weakly.
If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of the chest, which showed that the lion was still breathing, some people might have thought that Cecil was dead.
Perhaps before fleeing into the woods in a panic, this old lion king chose a cemetery for himself.
The drone hovered in mid-air, and the orange sunlight filled the forest. The shadows of the trees grew along the ground, separating one person and one lion.
The air is filled with floating dust, lingering in mid-air in an almost stagnant manner in the extremely quiet woods.
Bi Fang held the leaf funnel, crossed the shadow, and came behind the Lion King. He bent slightly, raised his right hand about one meter above Cecil's head, aligned it, flipped his wrist, and opened the leaf funnel.
Open towards the lion's mouth and slowly fall down.
The pale pink turbid sap with the color of hypnotic flowers rolls on the emerald green leaves, quickly accumulating an arc full of tension on the edge of the leaves, flowing with crystal light under the sunlight in the forest.
Everyone's hearts were pounding, as if they were about to jump out of their chests, letting out all the tension in their stomachs.
No one dared to take a big breath, but it seemed that along with this unnatural breathing, the arc full of tension suddenly broke, and the water droplets fell due to invisible pull, becoming round and full, dripping into the lion's mouth.
Success?
The audience could not help but heave a sigh of relief when they saw that the lion had no reaction, as if the medicine had really taken effect.
The lion king suddenly opened his eyes, and the light emitted by the golden child's eyes was so sharp under the shadow of the dancing trees that the signs of death seemed to be disguised.
The severely injured and dying lion is about to launch a new round of culling against the intruders.
Everyone's hearts almost stopped beating, and their hairs stood on end.
The lion, which was lying down and seemed to be about to die in the next moment, suddenly stood up. The muscles under its eyes bulged, and the exposed fangs were as sharp as blades, capable of cutting the scalp of anyone who looked at it.
The stagnant dust was disturbed, and everything seemed to be spinning again, so fast that no one could react.
In desperation, Bi Fang splashed out all the juice from the leaves, and then jumped back quickly.
But just for a short moment, that ferocious and violent gaze became erratic again, and the muscles under the eyelids softened as soon as they swelled, and then swelled again, and so on.
Cecil was so tired that he was hit by an arrow early and was bleeding profusely.
On the way to escape, the wounds became more and more painful, and my physical strength became less and less, so much so that I couldn't even walk or climb.
The short burst had already exhausted the little strength he had accumulated when he lay down on the ground.
The fragrant breath spread on the tip of the mouth and nose. Cecil subconsciously licked his lips and brought this rich fragrance into his mouth. The breath seemed to carry some kind of magic, making his already tired brain become more and more sluggish.
Bi Fang didn't make any unnecessary movements. He was just a few meters away, quietly waiting for the hypnotic flower to take effect.
The world became lighter, the wounds seemed to no longer hurt, and the ground beneath my feet turned into soft cotton.
In front of everyone, the standing lion king suddenly became staggering, like a drunken big cat, and the previous violence seemed to have become an illusion in his memory.
Not long after, the surging lion completely tilted to one side, collapsed on the ground, and stopped moving.