This is already a more advanced thod of falcon training, requiring accurate timing and a certain level of intelligence in the falcon. According to my judgnt, a smarter falcon would learn after two or three similar experiences,"
"Uh, sothing’s off, during the Pan Fei process earlier, it clearly flew for a while before being released. Since you ntioned positive reinforcent, you should have released it right at the start of the ascent. I feel there’s still an issue here."
Well, there are really so logical talents among the viewers, noticing every little detail that Lin Yang hadn’t revealed.
Lin Yang: "Our training goal is to have the falcon ascend as high as possible, not just the ascent itself. The basic flying height must be sufficient before we can talk about further ascent training.
If we provided positive reinforcent at just thirty to fifty ters, the falcon would consider that height sufficient, and any major increases afterward would be difficult."
"The timing I chose earlier wasn’t as simple as everyone thought. After stabilizing the altitude and waiting just as the wind started, I released the Thunderbird when Little White took advantage of the air currents to continue ascending."
"Damn, there’s actually this much consideration involved! The host didn’t ntion it, so I never noticed."
"That’s a bit luck-based, isn’t it? What if the wind doesn’t co?"
"Just over a hundred ters, isn’t that enough? It’s just a little black dot left."
Lin Yang smiled and shook his head: "If there’s no wind, then we just wait for the next opportunity. The training cycle is long, and oftentis it’s delayed because so timings aren’t right. Training falcons is actually similar to fishing, requiring the right conditions. Inappropriate conditions and hasty training only increase the risk of unnecessary mistakes."
"Learned sothing new, the host is aweso."
"Is the training continuing later today?"
"Yeah, is it still going on?"
Lin Yang glanced at the Thunderbird under his feet, now almost completely plucked by Little White: "We won’t be doing Pan Fei training today. Without a live Thunderbird to assist, we’ll switch the live prey with artificial bait and continue the usual Box Hunting."
The next second, he pulled out the artificial bait, blew a whistle, and replaced Little White’s prey with the old thod. After quickly feeding it a portion, he stuffed the Thunderbird into his backpack and hid it away.
In the next half day, he took Little White, cleared the hunting grounds around the camp, and by the ti he returned to the camp, his backpack contained five more rabbits.
The following day, and the day after, Lin Yang’s luck gradually improved. The north wind blew almost daily on ti, and the traps he set incurred increasingly stable returns, capturing at least two live Thunderbirds daily.
As his expectations matched the actual situation, continuously releasing Thunderbirds in ascending windy conditions, Little White quickly established positive reinforcent. After training with four Thunderbirds with sewn eyes, Little White’s Pan Fei height had already reached around 180 ters. Each ti it was released from his hand, it would quickly enter a circling ascent, performing even better than so mature trained falcons.
After resolving the most challenging aspect of Pan Fei height through training, over the next few days, his subsequent arrangents changed.
He began to gradually move out of the familiar hunting area towards the unfamiliar hunting ground near the lakeside.
During this season, every day, large numbers of Little Swans would temporarily land and rest on the unfrozen lakeside, and Lin Yang’s ultimate target was these creatures.
After several days of reconnoitering, he gained a preliminary understanding of the surrounding situation and formally scheduled his plans for Pan Hunting Little Swans.
After recent adjustnts and reinforcents, Little White’s weight had returned to its peak condition before the net capture. The duration of hang ti during each Pan Fei had extended from ten minutes initially to over twenty minutes, with his longest reaching nearly half an hour, circling around Lin Yang so high up that it was barely visible as a black dot.
At this stage, Little White’s controllability remained extrely stable. Luring with beads, blowing on a whistle, without needing too much repetition, he could easily call Little White back from half a kiloter’s height in the sky, clear and straightforward.
On day 36 of the Wilderness Challenge, Lin Yang was up before dawn as usual, preparing for today. He had only fed Little White half its food yesterday. Hearing the noise, Little White, still wearing its hood, began to squawk earnestly.
Holding the Spear Falcon on his arm after coming out of the Feather Core, Lin Yang habitually inspected the food pellet’s condition. After confirming everything was correct, he shouldered his backpack, started the live stream, and headed toward the new hunting ground by the lake.
Today’s livestream title had also changed: "Fishing and Hunting Wilderness, Hai Dongqing Hunting Swans LIVE!"
After making a preview for the viewers the day before ending the previous day’s stream, the number of people joining increased drastically as soon as the stream went live, continuing to climb crazily.
Lin Yang, holding a defensive staff in his left hand and cradling the falcon in his right, with a military knife at his waist, looked slightly disheveled but was in great spirits.
"Hello everyone in the chatroom, I’m Lin Yang. Today is day 36 of the Wilderness Challenge. After a series of training, I feel that our falcon has reached the condition I expected.
Today, our targets are the Little Swans, located by the lakeside, which are migrating and stopping here for rest. The Hai Dongqing hunting swans, as recorded in ancient texts, will be vividly demonstrated by my falcon, Spear Falcon Little White.
We’re setting out now, heading to the destination 2.4 kiloters northwest of the camp, by the lake."
After his brief introduction, Lin Yang confird his direction and marched briskly towards the destination.
The journey wasn’t quite the sa as the previous Box Hunting; Little White, fully hooded, perched very obediently on his arm throughout.
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