I Really Didn't Raise Any Demons

“There’s no way I’m giving your money back. Not in this lifetime.” “Hey, kid, want a zoo?” Somehow, Lu Xian ended up inheriting this zoo, which was on the verge of closing. He thought he’d been swindled into taking on a debt of 200,000 yuan, but with the help of an old, battered phone, he began rescuing one animal after another. Only, there seemed to be something strange about his animals. Hey, Xiao Bai, quit coiling up on the mountaintop! What if you crush the mountain? And you, A Xue! Has nobody told you? It’s the middle of summer, and you’ve turned the zoo into a frozen wasteland. Don’t you think there’s something wrong with that? “Ugh, looking after a bunch of animals is exhausting. Looking after a bunch of animals that have gained spiritual awareness is even worse...” Watching the sun sink toward the horizon, Lu Xian let out a wistful, Versailles-style sigh. Wait, why is it bright again? Xiao Ya, you little menace! You’re a Golden Crow, not Ultraman! Stop turning into light!