Super Zoo

Chapter 263 Amazon Lotus

I'm going to die!

What kind of bad luck is this girl walking under today? She drew eight lots in a row, and they were either middle or lower fortunes, and none of them were good. They were all about unrequited love, heartbreak, tears, wilted flowers, and other ghastly things.

If she keeps drawing, she's going to cry! Not Nangong Yan, but Suming will cry. Starting from the third lot, every time Nangong Yan drew an unlucky lot, she would grit her teeth and pinch him hard. It really hurt!

"Stop, stop, stop, I know what's going on!" Suming yelled, rubbing his leg, and stopped Nangong Yan from drawing the ninth lot.

"Why? Are you messing with this?" Nangong Yan's expression was ferocious. If there had been a blower to make her hair flutter in the wind, she would look exactly like a white-haired witch.

"How could that be possible! It must be because this little fox is too tired! Look, look, its little arms are trembling. It can't even hold the cylinder of lots!" Suming held the cylinder tightly, with a grin he said, "Let's call it a day for now. Another day, another day, we'll come back when the little fox's energy is restored."

"No way, I don't believe it! Am I destined to be unlucky as a star of calamity?"

If it were just one or two unlucky draws, Nangong Yan could have laughed it off, but after drawing eight or nine negative lots in a row, she was really fuming with anger. Puffing with rage, she insisted on drawing again, determined not to give up until she got a good lot.

"Alright, alright, let's switch to another fox immortal. How about that?"

"Okay." Nangong Yan stood up and went with Suming towards another fox immortal.

Before leaving, she didn't forget to poke the little fox that had drawn the lots for her with her slender fingers, grumpily saying, "You little rascal!"

This time, Suming brought her to the Big-eared Thief.

The Big-eared Thief was the most in touch with spiritual power and was considered to be the smartest and most agile. Whether he could save the flesh of his thigh depended on it.

The Big-eared Thief held the bucket, shook it for a long time, but couldn't shake out a single lot.

Suming's mind moved, he used his Soul Attachment Ability, attached his spiritual power to the Big-eared Thief, and sneaked a peek at the lots being shaken.

This is the one, give it a shake!Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Pop! A lot falls out, and Nangong Yan quickly picks it up.

Upon seeing it, her face relaxed with a smile, holding the lot and gesturing to Suming, "Look, look, I finally drew a good lot!"

The lot read: Assiduous words carry pledges; in the poem, a promise known to both hearts. It meant that two hearts were in harmony, a good omen indeed.

"I told you so, that little fox was too tired." Suming sighed with relief, thinking to himself that he was tired too. It took a lot of effort to find this one lot.

To his surprise, Nangong Yan handed the lot back to the Big-eared Thief and urged with a giggly smile, "One more time, one more time!"

Suming rolled his eyes and sent another wave of spiritual power.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Pop!

"Cut it out. Half the residents here are staff from various units, and there are quite a few officials too. The security guards are retired armed police, and they generally don't let outsiders in," Nangong explained.

Arriving under building B7, Nangong was about to get out when she suddenly frowned and said, "Let's take another round outside and come back later."

Suming had been with Nangong for so many years, and he could not be fooled by her expression. Without driving off immediately, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Nangong didn't hide it, pointing across the street to a red Maserati parked under a streetlight and said with a hint of disgust, "He's an advertising client of our TV station, a playboy. He's chased almost all the pretty female hosts, one after another. And now, it's my turn. He's been pestering me every other day, and I can't be bothered to argue with him."

The Maserati's front lights were still on, the engine hadn't been turned off, and through the slightly open window, one could faintly make out the sharp profile of a young, rather handsome man behind the wheel.

"Do you want me to step in?" Suming asked.

"No need. Working at a television station, I'm mentally prepared for this sort of thing. Don't worry, I can handle it. Besides, flies don't bite seamless eggs. I know the principle of keeping myself clean. It's just that I don't want to slap a smiling face, there's no need to tear each other's faces off," Nangong Yan said, shrugging nonchalantly.

Whether as friends or lovers, trust and respect are indispensable and even the most important. Since Nangong said so, Suming didn't insist. He silently ordered Er Gouzi, who was hiding in the back seat of the Wrangler, to stay close to Nangong for protection, and to report back immediately if anything unusual happened.

Since acquiring the Soul Attachment Ability and Haidong Qing, Er Gouzi's status as a 'personal little detective' was greatly shaken. If Suming was active in the city area, Er Gouzi could still play a role, but once they were in the mountains, Er Gouzi's relatively frail body was clearly not as useful as the nearly invincible Haidong Qing.

Therefore, Er Gouzi was assigned specifically to Nangong Yan, along with a dozen wasps, forming a "Wasp Special Action Team" dedicated to her protection.

Nangong was a girl with a clear understanding of situations and smooth handling of affairs. Despite her family's strong background, it's always better to be safe than sorry. Suming gave Er Gouzi considerable authority; if Nangong faced any danger and Suming couldn't get to her in time, Er Gouzi could directly command the Wasp Special Action Team to launch an attack.

"Do I have a bit of paranoia?" Suming sometimes wondered. It wasn't as if they were in a movie, with bad people lurking everywhere. But as a male, the instinct to protect and possess a female is perhaps an unavoidable nature.

As the Wrangler started up again and slowly headed towards the community gate, Suming stealthily rolled down the rear window.

"Why are you opening the window in this freezing cold?" Nangong asked curiously.

"Ah? It's stuffy in the car; need to get some fresh air," Suming said, feigning innocence.

Everyone has a dark side, and Suming was no exception. Rational he might be, emotional he remained. To have someone brazenly hit on his potential woman right in front of him, what about laws? Justice? Where did social fairness and justice go? Does driving a Maserati mean you can bully someone driving a Wrangler? Why does a Wrangler have to be stopped by security at the gate, while a Maserati can arrogantly enter and park under the streetlight?

Suming felt it was his duty to maintain social harmony and protect the 'vulnerable groups' like himself, an unquestionable responsibility!

Er Gouzi quietly flew out of the back window, its wings fluttering as it buzzed unhurriedly towards the open window of the Maserati.

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Ren Chen leaned back in his seat, a bit bored as he checked his Cartier watch. It was already 9:10 p.m., and Nangong Yan still hadn't come home. According to information he'd gathered, Nangong Yan rarely came home late unless she was working overtime. On his previous visits to Amber Garden, he managed to catch Nangong Yan by camping out under her building before seven o'clock.

He couldn't help but glance at the bunch of Amazonian lilies on the passenger seat. This flower had an enchanting fragrance and crystal-clear petals, extremely rare in Yangchuan City's market.

Ren Chen was a definite playboy, handsome and successful, young and wealthy. Years of experience in the field had made him very attuned to the thoughts of women. In his opinion, giving 999 roses was cliché and outdated, lowering both his and the woman's status. Gifting Amazonian lilies was both charming and classy, and with a simple online search, any girl would be astonished at the price of this small bundle of lilies.

When it came to making money, Ren Chen didn't dare claim he was the most outstanding young entrepreneur in Yangchuan City, but he was supremely confident when it came to women!