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Antar's flying skills were mediocre at best. When the helicopter landed, two middle-aged Caucasians in shorts and boots jumped out and retched a few times before hauling several huge milk bottles out of the aircraft.

The pair seemed quite caring. They must have spotted Joe Ga from the sky. After adjusting a bit upon disembarking, each grabbed two large bottles of milk and ran over.

Seeing the small elephant clinging to Joe Ga and looking terrified at their arrival, the middle-aged woman gestured for her companion to stop and then placed the giant milk bottles on the ground. She addressed Joe Ga, "Let it drink milk, one bottle is enough for now, we'll feed it the rest every two hours.

Let it calm down first; we need to give it a checkup."

The Caucasian woman was very warm, and her demeanor was gentle and easily trustworthy.

Joe Ga nodded and got up, picked up a 3-liter milk bottle to examine it, then tugged at the soft trunk of the small elephant and inserted the huge nipple into its mouth.

To call it a nipple would be an understatement—it was more like a funnel. In just 3 minutes, 3 liters of milk had been funneled into the elephant's belly.

Watching the small elephant happily burp after eating its fill and then incessantly scratching its palm with its trunk, Joe Ga laughed and rubbed the little one's head. Then, looking at Antar and a black woman with an afro coming over, he said with a smile, "I remember you. You're Lenore's assistant. What's your name?"

The woman with the afro paused before responding cheerfully, "Sir, my name is Linda. I've arranged for a convoy, and Mr. Elephant is leading it here."

As Linda glanced at the Caucasian couple, she turned to Joe Ga and said, "Sir, these are Mr. John and Ms. Ada from the United Nations Animal Protection Foundation. They are both excellent veterinarians and have been working in the national park for the past ten years.

When they heard you rescued a small elephant, they immediately came along."

Joe Ga was initially indifferent towards the so-called animal protection fund, but hearing that these two had worked here for ten years, he couldn't help but hold them in high respect.

It's not easy for anyone to stick to any job in a tough place like DIFO for ten years, especially one that doesn't pay well.

It's either for sustenance or out of passion!

The two Caucasian veterinarians chose not to stay in their own countries or go to more developed places like South Africa, Namibia, or Botswana but spent ten years in Central Africa instead. They couldn't have done it without love and a sense of duty.

Keep in mind that charity workers aren't highly paid, and together with the hardships of Central Africa, such people really do deserve respect.

Joe Ga approached the two, shook their hands with an odd expression, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your help. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do with this little fellow."

Ms. Ada watched the small elephant tug at Joe Ga's clothes with its trunk and followed him over. She crouched down, stretched out her hand to touch the timid elephant's forehead, and after being shunned, looked up at Joe Ga and said, "We can't refuse such a small life, can we?"

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga shook his head thoughtfully and said, "I thought I could, because I was afraid of feeling responsible for them.

But after this little guy clung to me, I found out that sometimes fate is truly peculiar; you can't stop it."

Patching his head, he continued, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Hu Lang, the owner of a travel company. I came here to survey the area, planning to invest in a lodge.

I saw the scenery from the helicopter, and it seemed a bit too selfish not to share it with others."

Listening to Joe Ga's poetic description of making money, Ada nodded with a smile and said, "John told me that the park management said someone planned to take over all future hunting quotas here—I knew someone was coming to invest.

The Central African National Park is a gem, and while I've always felt humans shouldn't interfere here, in reality, the locals do need outside help to try to re-establish the balance between man and nature."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga curiously said, "It sounds like you aren't against my arrival?

'Hunting' is an important part of my travel company's services.

You are with the animal protection fund, why would you…"

The tall John spoke helplessly, "Because compared to selective hunting, poaching does far more damage to this gem.

Some local poachers, for a word from a tourist and a stack of US Dollars, will come here to kill an elephant.

That's wrong!

You're a travel company owner; surely you don't want poachers on your turf, right?"

Joe Ga spread his hands and said, "Of course I don't like poachers, but as I see it, only by stopping the trade can you stop poaching.

I certainly have the ability to prevent locals from poaching, but…"

John eagerly interjected, "It's too difficult to stop trading, but we can stop poaching activities.

I know many local poachers—well, they can't simply be labeled as poachers. They only take from the savannah to make a living.

Mr. Hu Lang, if you really plan to build a lodge, you'll definitely need many professionals.

I can help persuade those poachers to become protectors. No one knows this savannah better than they do…"

Joe Ga shook his head and pointed towards the still-disturbed corpse of the elephant in the distance, saying, "I'm not too familiar with Africa's ways, but both of my colleagues have been hunting guides, and they told me that a true hunter would not harm a mother with her young.

If the so-called 'protectors' you're talking about include such people, then earning my trust won't be easy."

"Money is important, but professional ethics are even more so,"

John paused for a moment, first nodding in agreement, then shaking his head with a complex expression and said, "The man who killed that elephant is Manlo, his wife and kids are sick, so he's in desperate need of money.

An American promised him 800 US dollars to get a piece of ivory, so Manlo came."

He was alone and didn't even have a gun, his time was too tight, so he didn't have many options."

As he spoke, John looked at Joe Ga with a frown on his face, a hint of helplessness showing on his rough face, "As someone from an animal protection fund, I shouldn't say this, but if I had to choose between human life and animal life, I would choose human life.

It was too late by the time I got the news, and my wife and I have limited funds, so I couldn't help Manlo with his problem.

If you ask me if Manlo is a poacher, I would tell you he is.

But if you ask me if Manlo could become a guardian, I would tell you even more firmly, he definitely could!"

Hearing this, Joe Ga looked down at Ada, who had been trying to cozy up to the little elephant, then sized up John, who looked ordinary and particularly old, and he had to admit that he was moved by them.

The biggest fear in animal protection is idealism because often, idealism is linked to extremism."

Last month, Joe Ga saw a news report about a village in Uganda that suffered repeated attacks from a crocodile; a girl died, and a boy was seriously injured.

When this news made the papers, several animal protection associations and a film crew rushed over.

They led the staff from the Uganda National Parks, spent a lot of time and money, and one of the local workers got injured, before finally capturing the huge crocodile.

Then the bizarre thing happened, in order to cater to Western ideology or to please the West, those innocent victims who had died or been injured were forgotten.

The animal protectors, as if they were marching, spent a lot of money to transfer the giant crocodile to a crocodile conservation area in the national park.
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Then, they claimed this to be a victory for 'harmonious nature'!

To gain international approval, Uganda naturally ignored those who died.

Joe Ga felt that, in the eyes of some animal protectors, human life was not as valuable as animal life.

This was the very thing that Joe Ga abhorred the most!

Of course, the situation must be differentiated, some ruthless poachers who kill and plunder, or those fools who clearly don't understand the danger and go to their own deaths are certainly not worth pitying.

But if you exhaust the people's resources to 'save' a doomed crocodile, then clearly there's something wrong with your thinking.

If Joe Ga encountered such a situation, there would be no nonsense, the right thing to do would be to take down that crocodile."

John was different from those people; he was not only pragmatic but also considerate of others.

Animals need protection, but humans need it more!

Finding a harmonious way for humans and nature to coexist should not sacrifice the right to survival and life of humans.

A characteristic act of a good person is to consider, when someone makes a mistake, whether they have any difficulties.

John was very clear in this regard and was thinking of ways to help people similar to Manlo.

'Guardian' sounds pretty good, but in reality, John just wanted Joe Ga, the new boss, to offer those people a job.

That way, senseless killings would decrease, and those people could also support their families.

Such a person must be respected, otherwise, 'kindness' will have nowhere to take root."

Watching the little elephant rejecting Ada's caress for who knows how many times, burying its head between its own legs and flapping its big ears for Ada to go away...

Joe Ga laughed heartily, shook hands with John again, and said, "You're a good man, hiring people can be put off for later, I will seriously consider it.

But first I need to find a suitable place, and only then can I think about the future.

You said something right, my land is no place for poachers, but let me add, my land is also no place for those who encourage others to poach."

Upon hearing this, John laughed and said, "I've already reported that guy's name to the US customs. That guy might be able to bring ivory on a plane to Africa, but as soon as he lands in the United States, he'll pay for his recklessness!"

John then winked at Joe Ga, chuckling, "Sometimes our official status is useful.

My wife and I have set up an Animal Rescue Center, which is currently short on funds, I was wondering if you'd be willing to show some love for those animals?"

Joe Ga looked at John, who had suddenly shifted the topic and started hitting up his wealthy self, as if he had seen a ghost...

Thinking about his plans in Ad-Damazin, thinking about his original desires, he hesitated for a moment and said, "We'll have to discuss this in detail; I have a plan, or rather a wish..."