Of course everyone in the live broadcast room also heard it.

This is completely different from what they thought.

Since it is a homing pigeon, the owner must have put a lot of effort into it. Now that it was lost and recovered, and it was seriously injured, it cannot be said that he arrived as soon as possible. At least he should be grateful and let her take care of him.

Normally I thought I heard it wrong: "Please say it again."

"I said thank you very much." The man smiled softly, his tone still indifferent, "I don't want this pigeon anymore. It's up to you to do with it. You can keep it or make soup. I recommend the latter - pigeons and chickens.

Pretty much, not suitable for raising at home.”

The live broadcast room exploded.

"Why? Did you call the wrong number?"

"I eat pigeons, but I can't accept eating my own pets because I have feelings for them."

"Fortunately, pigeons cannot understand human language."

"...."

Ordinary minds still can't react: "Why, it finally flew back."

The man smiled and said: "Because it can't fly anymore."

At this time, some netizens in the circle found relevant information about the competition based on the code on the pigeon's anklet.

The pigeons came from an ultra-distance race that caused a sensation in the pigeon world a few months ago.

Pigeon racing is divided into three types based on distance: short distance of less than 400 kilometers, medium distance of 500 to 700 kilometers, long distance of 1,000 kilometers, and ultra-long distance of 1,500 kilometers or more.

It is very rare for this homing pigeon to compete in a super distance race - three thousand kilometers!

The release site is in the sparsely populated northwest, and the journey can be called a road of death. In the first pass, you have to face an eagle hovering in the sky. The second pass is even more terrifying, with a desolate desert that is more than a thousand kilometers long.

Theoretically speaking, a distance of more than a thousand kilometers can be flown in more than 20 hours. However, the wind in the desolate desert is always howling. Flying against the wind is extremely slow and exhausting, and the temperature at night is as low as two or three degrees.

More importantly, there was no supply point to be found.

Water is so precious in the desert, let alone food.

The competition has long ended, and six homing pigeons have finally returned home successfully. Judging from the addresses of two of them, they should be the breeders of this homing pigeon.

Ping Pingxin looked at the barrage and his lips trembled with anger: "You, why are you so cruel? It's three thousand kilometers away and it takes several hours to fly. I was almost eaten by a kestrel just now. It heard your voice.

There will be an immediate response, waiting for you to pick me up."

As she spoke, she glanced at the homing pigeon that was listening with its head raised.

No exaggeration at all.

The dying homing pigeon's eyes were full of expectation, and there was even a very light layer of fog, and it seemed to be crying with excitement.

The man was silent for a while, still remaining polite, and said in a low voice: "Sister, it's normal to lose thousands of pigeons in a competition. We are competing, not keeping pets."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Different positions have different opinions.

It is normal for professional pigeon lofts to have hundreds or even thousands of pigeons. The breeders carefully feed and train them in order to one day win gold and silver, and then use their excellent genes to reproduce future generations.

The offspring of well-ranked homing pigeons range from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands to millions, and the highest number has reached tens of millions, which is comparable to a house.

What you are playing is a bloodline.

And those homing pigeons that get lost and fail to return home on time indicate that the nest recognition gene is defective, and the offspring will most likely inherit it.

Although this homing pigeon returned after crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, the time was too late, which shows that it was in strong health and got lost countless times along the way. Otherwise, with the homing pigeon's strong belief in returning home, since it was alive, it should have returned long ago.

Another point is that it is seriously injured, and even if it is healed, it is like an athlete who has broken a bone and will never be able to return to the field.

A few pigeon fanciers expressed their opinions in the live broadcast room.

"I also raise homing pigeons, but the scale is not large. I understand the anger of netizens, but I have no choice. Homing pigeons are a process of elimination. The ones that are eliminated lose their value. There are only so many pigeon cages, so we can't keep them forever."

"Let me tell you something even more cruel. We have a person who has occupied the top spots in local pigeon competitions for a long time. In every competition, he selects a few outstanding pigeons and kills the rest on the spot without selling them for money. Why?

The eliminated pigeons can only be sold as meat pigeons, which are not worth much money, and they may be used for breeding by interested people."

"The owner of this pigeon is right. Don't keep it as a pet. Otherwise, what will happen to the meat pigeons in the farmer's market? Will they not be sold?"

"I raise homing pigeons and I also like homing pigeons, but if I are asked to continue feeding all the eliminated pigeons, I can't do it."

"...."

Netizens responded one after another.

"Don't confuse the concepts. Meat pigeons are meat pigeons. Homing pigeons fight for their masters. They work hard without any credit. Killing and eating them is too inhumane."

"Haha, let me tell you a joke, pigeons are a symbol of peace."

"Why is there such a competition? What's the point? For human entertainment?"

"Hey, carrier pigeons were first used for military communications. For example, as we all know, when Liu Bang was besieged by the King of Chu, he used carrier pigeons to deliver messages to rescue troops. At that time, the status of carrier pigeons was equivalent to human existence."

"..."

Originally a normal discussion, a pigeon fancier with low emotional intelligence added fuel to the fire: "Hey, the purpose of raising it is to compete. It is my own pigeon. I can do whatever I want. I sympathize with the cat."

Forget it about dogs, I feel sorry for pigeons, haha.”

The barrage surged instantly.

For the first time, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room became uncontrollable.

Liang Jinxiu said with a big head: "Let's stop arguing together and think of a way to explain this homing pigeon."

The carrier pigeon has been staring at the phone screen.

The translation of the original text is too cruel to it and cannot be described.

Ping Pingxin said with tears in her eyes: "That person said, let me handle it. I will take good care of it. Don't worry, everyone."

When she said this, the pigeon also spoke.

After trekking through thousands of mountains and rivers, it seemed that it no longer feared any hardships. After waiting for a long time without seeing Liang Jinxiu's translation, it said in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't matter. I will go back by myself when I am healed."

Liang Jinxiu sighed secretly and translated Ping Pingxin's words.

"Thank you, you are a good person, but I have to go back." The carrier pigeon took a deep look at Ping Anxin, and turned its gaze to the vast distance, which is the direction of the nest. It seemed to tell Ping Anxin, and then seemed to tell itself again, "If you don't die, you will have to go back."

Will definitely come back.”

It must either die or return. As long as it lives, as long as it still has breath, even if its wings are broken, even if its legs are broken, it will crawl back.

These four words seem to carry a great faith.

The atmosphere was silent.

In the video, the homing pigeon has beautiful wings like snowflakes and stained with blood. It stands quietly, because of this belief, like a warrior returning from a bloody battle.

Normal heart collapsed: "You can't go back. Your master doesn't want you anymore. If you go back, you will be killed and stewed."

You can’t keep your body but your heart. If the homing pigeon wants to go back, she can’t force it to be locked up. That would lose the meaning of rescue.

Liang Jinxiu hesitated for a moment and translated truthfully.

The empathic netizens in the live broadcast room burst into tears and prepared a lot of words of comfort. However, the pigeon was not very sad.

"He wants to kill me to make soup? Then I have to go back." The pigeon tilted its head and looked at the phone, seeming to smile. Its voice became deeper, as if it was soaked by some unknown emotion, "Because, my wife is waiting.

I."

Pigeons are a very magical animal. A mother pigeon lays two eggs, and there is a high probability that a male and a female will hatch.

They have been childhood sweethearts since each other was just an egg. In this life, they rarely leave each other's side. They eat, fly, and are inseparable, life and death.

The various so-called competitions of humans are, for homing pigeons, a painful process of life and death.

It doesn't know what's going on.

The human grabbed him, took him away from his wife, and put him in a smaller cage. He beat her angrily, and he had an intuition that this was not an ordinary separation.

There are many more of its kind around him who have suffered the same fate as it.

Where are we taking them?

The cold iron cage has cut off our home and our loved ones.

The homing pigeon shouted to the panicked wife at home: "Wait for me, don't be afraid, I will definitely come back."

This is its promise!

It will definitely come back!

It and many of its kind were put into a dark car and cage, with good-tasting food and clean water.

It can't see outside, but it can feel that it is getting farther and farther away from my wife...

After bumping for a long time, it flew up - this time, the thing carrying it flew up, much faster than it did.

After flying for a long time, it finally stopped.

The air has changed, it has become extremely dry, and there is no smell of moisture. Where is this place?
To be continued...