A tough little husband

Chapter 393 Royal Zoo

According to Han Zeyu's careful observation, the decoration of the Colosseum is very exquisite.

A lot of money was spent on the decorative materials, and the main purpose is to be superficial and flashy.

For example, the glass lamp is indeed valuable and beautiful.

But in Han Zeyu's cognition, it is just a pile of defective glass products.

He spends nine dollars and ninety-nine to buy a can of yellow peaches and gets a crystal clear, flawless can.

Now we have to use real money to exchange for glass shards.

He remembered the defective glassware he bought in his hometown to grow greenhouse vegetables.

Han Zeyu felt heartbroken when he thought of the high price.

I can’t think about it, I dare not think about it, and it hurts if I think about it too much.

When will these evil bourgeoisie be allowed to squeeze in?

Su Shien nudged Han Zeyu with his elbow, reminding him to come back to his senses quickly. His anti-rich look was too ugly.

If you ask him how he figured it out?

All he could say was that he felt the same way, because when he looked after Cheng Yi, he would often have the same feelings.

"When you look at those twinkling, glowing things, do you ever feel like you want to possess them?"

Han Zeyu followed Su Shien's gaze upwards and was suddenly frozen in place as if under a spell.

Take it for yourself? That was too subtle. He wanted to take it away.

In fact, it’s okay not to take it away, and you can absorb it on the spot, but I don’t know if the owner of the villa will agree.

Su Shien glanced at him and asked, "Do you think he is willing?"

Han Zeyu hugged her husband's arm tightly, afraid that he could not control his restless hands.

The glowing stone is made of the same material as the night pearl. He said that it was very comfortable to stay here and the air felt sweet.

I thought it was the smell of money that made him addicted, but after all this time I realized the root cause was here.

If he absorbs some secretly, will he be discovered?

Han Zeyu looked around and didn't see any man who wanted to "make friends" with him.

Han Zeyu poked Su Shien with his finger and said in a low voice, "Cover me."

Su Shien immediately understood and pulled her husband into her arms.

Han Zeyu lowered her head and leaned over shyly.

Tiezhu looked disgusted, and they were an old couple but still so affectionate.

Han Zeyu quietly absorbed the free energy in the air.

I was secretly delighted, thinking that this was the joy of getting something for free.

That’s not right!

No matter how much he spends, he is still a consumer, so it doesn't count as freeloading.

Han Zeyu straightened his back instantly. So this is the joy of spending money.

Unfortunately, happy times are always short-lived.

Just when he felt a slight increase in his supernatural powers, he discovered the figure of an "old friend".

Han Zeyu cursed and Su Shien looked towards the field.

A man in black wearing a half-mask, holding a whip in his hand and a green snake coiled around his wrist.

This shape, this momentum, this unique way of appearance.

Could it be that wild man who wants to "make friends"?

Su Shien caught a glimpse of Yuger's guilty expression and instantly understood that it was him. There was no way he could escape.

You know what, this guy looks like a master.

Compared with military generals like Tie Dongming, this one is more like a martial arts master described in storybooks.

The background of this Colosseum is truly unfathomable. Could it really be the property of the current emperor?

Looking at other people's light and agile skills, Han Zeyu felt envy and jealousy from the bottom of his heart.

It turns out that people who know kung fu are different. People like him who use cheats are not on the same level as others.

If a real fight breaks out, the odds of winning or losing are 50-50, and Han Zeyu once again feels the pressure.

After the show, several people left the Colosseum.

Su Shien finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Yu Ge'er would be recognized.

Now that he thought about it, if he hadn't used his supernatural powers, that person wouldn't have noticed his presence.

As the saying goes, pressure brings motivation, so Han Zeyu temporarily put his retirement life on hold.

Rekindle your fighting spirit, strive for excellence, and vow to reach higher levels.

Han Zeyu said passionately: "Once I reach the fifth level of supernatural power, I will be able to roam freely in this world."

Su Shien applauded enthusiastically: "Before going to the capital, someone said the same thing when he was promoted to level four."

Han Zeyu angrily scolded: "How dare you! You're bringing up all sorts of issues."

Su Shien obeyed and kept his mouth shut without saying anything more.

Honest advice may be unpleasant to the ears but may be beneficial to one's conduct, and good medicine may be bitter but may be beneficial to one's health. It is so difficult to tell the truth these days.

Han Zeyu thought and thought, and decided to have a good sleep first and make plans tomorrow.

Su Shien went over and covered the guy who was having intermittent convulsions with a blanket. He knew that this guy couldn't hold on for much longer.

I have already fallen asleep here, but Tiezhu next door is tossing and turning in excitement, unable to sleep all night.

The masked man has a light and graceful posture. Could it be that he has also practiced the skill of floating on water?

I just don't know who is more powerful, him or his master.

He was really looking forward to them having a fight, but if he was to be honest, he would definitely be the first one to be beaten, and he still had some self-awareness.

At noon the next day, Han Zeyu, full of energy, ran to see the exhibition.

This was an additional charge, and Han Zeyu generously donated money to take a few natives who had never seen the world to broaden their horizons.

The free area has cats, dogs, goldfish, pigeons, sika deer, and a flamboyant male peacock.

These highly ornamental animals are free to visit, while those that require a fee to visit are definitely rare protected animals.

As expected, the garden is the real "competition of beauty".

Lions, tigers, elephants, leopards, pythons as thick as bowls, and even a three-meter-tall giraffe.

Tiezhu had never seen these things before. At this moment, he was squatting in front of the leopard cage, flattering it, hoping that it could bless him with promotion and wealth.

Su Yunsong could not hide his excitement. He had only seen these animals in books before, but today he finally saw them alive and moving.

Han Zeyu stood outside the giraffe enclosure and teased him in a cheeky manner, "Brother, you're a little short. Is it because your legs are short or your neck isn't long enough?"

Su Shien dragged the man away and was kicked in public, which was so embarrassing.

Han Zeyu realized belatedly that this was not a modern wildlife park, and any giraffe was four or five meters tall.

"Luckily, it doesn't understand human language, otherwise it would be so sad! I must reflect deeply on this and learn from this."

Su Shien was speechless. When it comes to self-criticism, you are quicker than anyone else, and when it comes to reflection, you are more thorough than anyone else.

But when it comes to correcting yourself, you really are a stubborn person.

These animals are obviously of extraordinary origin, and they might even be pets kept by the royal family.

There is a royal garden in the palace that is specially used to raise rare birds and animals.

Raising these exotic animals that were presented as tribute not only symbolized royal majesty, but also demonstrated national strength.

After the visit, Han Zeyu suddenly had an idea and secretly chatted with the cricket king.

"Given the stinginess of the current emperor, are these rare birds and animals being released to earn food?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Su Shien looked serious, but he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

What I hate most is the Minister of Revenue who only eats and does not work, occupies the toilet but does not shit, and holds a nominal position and draws a salary without doing anything.

His Majesty the Emperor, who shares the same ideals as him and is chased for money by the six ministries and nine ministers every day.

If Your Majesty could really do such a thing, it would not be surprising.

No, no, no, the royal family values reputation. How could they do such a thing? Yu Ge'er must have guessed wrong.