Qin Lin blew the mysterious broken horn and ordered all the Beauty-enhancing Ducks in his mind to gather around him.
At almost the same time, every Beauty-enhancing Duck that heard the horn stopped what it was doing, whether drinking water, flapping its wings, or affectionately rubbing against another duck... Then they all dashed toward Qin Lin in unison.
After several rounds of hatching and selection, the duck pens in the floating-bridge viewing area now held several hundred Quality 1 ducks.
Several hundred enormous white ducks surging toward one person looked like a flock of swans. It was an incredibly impressive sight.
After all, even several hundred chickens rushing toward a person could make quite a spectacle. Videos of it had drawn countless comments from amazed viewers.
The tourists around them were startled. The army of white ducks immediately caught their attention, and many of them pulled out their phones to film.
Then everyone watched in amazement as the army of white ducks stopped in front of Qin Lin and quacked at him.
The few large Quality 2 Beauty-enhancing Ducks in particular came right up to him, gazing at him with bright, inquisitive eyes.
The scene was almost like a few big brothers leading hundreds of underlings to surround Qin Lin, before stepping forward to ask, "What do you think you're doing, kid?"
At that moment,
quite a few tourists recognized Qin Lin.
"Isn't that Xiao Qin?!"
"Looks like him!"
"Did he just blow something to call the ducks over?"
"That can't be right. Isn't he a horse trainer? These are ducks."
"He's a researcher, too. He developed Qinglin Rice!"
"More than that—he studied tourism, and still ended up going into research!"
"..."
Realizing it was Qin Lin caused quite a stir.
After all, Xiao Qin was already famous.
But Qin