Alive, capable of communication, and not dangerous.
Han Zhan was not angry because he was interrupted; instead, he quickly tagged the young man opposite him with a preliminary judgment.
Then he continued to ask: "Why are you all standing motionless on the street?"
At that moment, the young man turned his head towards Han Zhan, a hint of superiority in his tone.
"Motionless?"
"You must be new here; every newcomer to Pure Beauty Star has the same confusion."
"Since you've asked, I'll kindly tell you."
"We're not standing still, we're walking our pets."
Walking pets?
Where are the pets?
Just as Han Zhan felt puzzled, Shang Jianyue had already used full-scene scanning to discover the "pets" they were talking about.
They were—tiny snails no bigger than grains of rice!
"You keep snails as pets? That's one thing, but you actually walk them on the street?"
This discovery was even more surprising than seeing the giant roses at first glance.
