Martial Arts? Sorry, I am better at Thunder Spell! - Chapter 522 - 293 The job is not even finished yet, you want to die? Dreaming? (Please subscribe! Please vote monthly!)_2

Hoo hoo hoo, the Director has fallen! (crying)Don't... don't rush to call an ambulance, just help me up first!After staying up late playing games, Fang Ye woke up to find himself transformed into the director of a rundown zoo, having a docile and perceptive Amur tiger, a ferocious and haughty silver fox, a gray wolf that enjoyed showing off its relationship...As the zoo developed, its array of charming animals began to attract visitors from all over the world.“Why do all the animals like me?” Faced with the curious questioning of children, Fang Ye looked up at a 45-degree angle into the sky, speaking in a tone that was deep and mysterious, “It all started on a breezy and sunny evening...”

We’ve come to a world where the roles of men and women have been reversed. So, of course, women will rush to us. “You don’t have to bring water.” “Oh, okay…” …I guess I’ll just have to live the way I always have.

To take a dragon's hoard is to challenge death.The greatest of the sea-drakes wakes, curled on his silver throne; but there is no silver. His hoard is stolen. He rises, screaming, and chases the thief to the ends of the world—only to be shot from the sky.But dragons do not die easy, and never one with such festering hatred. A dungeon core rises from his corpse.If he intends to survive so near the cove of pirates that slew his past self, he'll need to master his powers—and quickly. For these pirates are dragonslayers; they won't be felled by mere mushrooms or spiders.Beneath the lawless Calarata, the young dungeon core will have to fight to survive; and one day, he will return death to the man who killed him.