I have a wildlife zoo

Chapter 235 Learning to Be a Beast, Devouring Meat with Big Bites

Fang Ye took a sip of iced orange juice and smiled, "Dad, Mom, how do you like the view here? Including the enclosures outside and this restaurant, they were all designed by me."

Father Fang was somewhat surprised, "You designed it? You have that kind of skill?"

"Well, I proposed a concept based on the ideal scene, stated the requirements, but the actual design and construction were done by professional construction crews," Fang Ye quickly explained to avoid any misunderstandings.

It was easy for him to work with the system's construction interface, as he could shape the terrain at will like a creator and make adjustments wherever he felt something didn't look right. However, real-life construction was still a hassle.

"That's still quite impressive," Mother Fang said as she took out her phone and snapped a few pictures of the grassland lions outside the large glass windows, her expression filled with nostalgia and warmth, "That big rock is modeled after 'The Lion King' cartoon, isn't it? Speaking of which, when you were little, we watched The Lion King together as a family.

You were in my arms at the time, and your dad was sitting on the left."

"Ah? There was such a time?"

Fang Ye was astonished, deep in thought, but after racking his brain for quite a while, he couldn't recall.

He indeed watched The Lion King as a child, but he couldn't remember what it was about, only remembering a character called Simba and having absolutely no recollection of the viewing experience itself.

It was only later, when he was designing the lion exhibit, that he revisited it.

Mother Fang chuckled softly, "That was so long ago in your childhood, you definitely wouldn't remember. Oh, how time flies. You're all grown up now."

Father Fang couldn't help but shake his head, "Thinking back, you were the cutest when you were little, still knew how to be considerate to your Mom and Dad. Once you grew up, we couldn't control you anymore, and you were always arguing with us."

"Ah, doesn't everyone have a rebellious phase?" Fang Ye said with an awkward smile.

Father Fang sneered, "Hmph, others rebel in middle school or high school, but your rebellious phase started in college. That's pretty late for a rebellion. I'm not even sure if it's over yet."

"Alright, alright," Mother Fang raised an eyebrow, "You aren't comfortable unless you criticize your son a few times when you see him, right? He used to be so well-behaved; it's your criticism that made him rebellious."

Knowing he was in the wrong, Father Fang fell silent, picking up his glass and quietly sipping his water.

"I'll pass on the sausages; I feel like it's all meat and might be too much for me," Mother Fang said, frowning.

Fang Ye considerately suggested, "Then let's get you a salad and a tomato bisque."

Father Fang nodded, "Okay, that'll do!"

After ordering, Fang Ye continued chatting with his parents, talking mainly about his work at the zoo, how the exhibits were designed, and various interesting stories.

Mother Fang listened with great interest, while Father Fang appeared disinterested on the surface, drinking water and looking out the window, but in fact, he was all ears, listening intently. Discover more stories at empire

"Did you see the macaques on Monkey Mountain?"

"Yes, we saw it," Mother Fang nodded, feeling that Monkey Mountain was quite ordinary and left after a brief look.

"Doesn't it look a bit outdated compared to our other exhibits? Monkey Mountain is just like the old style of zoo; it's pit-style, like a circus stage. Being looked down upon by visitors from above gives the animals a sense of psychological pressure, and they can become irritable and aggressive.

Moreover, looking down on them from above isn't great for the visitors either, as it can foster arrogant emotions or lead to feeding and throwing stones, and one of the zoo's purposes is to give people the correct understanding of animals and how to harmonize with them.

The red panda exhibit was the first new exhibit we built in our zoo. We placed a lot of shelters for the red pandas, such as bushes, rock caves, and dense trees. These designs allow them to hide when they feel stressed, choosing not to be observed by visitors..."

When Fang Ye talked about the zoo, he became eloquent, spoke with authority and was making gestures, his eyes brimming with excitement and confidence!

Wow, the kid really loves this!

Father Fang and Mother Fang watched Fang Ye's enthusiasm and felt a twinge of pride.

It wasn't the fleeting impulse they had initially thought it to be.

At that moment, the waiter brought the sausages and salad to the table.

The sausages looked incredibly tempting!

Their skin was grilled to a lovely deep red color, glistening with a shiny layer of alluring oil, with some white specks interspersed. These white specks were the rich fat within the sausage, already about to melt, blending evenly into the red meat, uncontrollably triggering one's salivation.