The sight of a captured Germanic lad riding on the back of a white dove was so peculiar that he involuntarily raised the slingshot in his hand.

By the time Zeus woke up, it was all over.

At that moment, he was lying beside the little white tiger, and Dura couldn't stop crying while telling him everything that had happened.

"I'm going to drag Arya to hell!" Zeus roared hoarsely.

"You can't do that, she's the queen mother today!"

"So what? I'm going to let her see with her own eyes Tiberius and Pilate in hell!"

"But Mother Tiger is not a Christian!"

"Then I will go to Jesus in Heaven and let him judge him!"

"You are indeed powerful, but you have died so many beasts in the gladiatorial arena, compared to the Tiger King's mother, she is really not the most miserable one. ”

"Dura, look at what the little white tiger has become, can you still say such things?"

"Right now, perhaps the most important thing you should do is to go to Grandpa David. ”

"The Tiger King's mother is dead, what's the use of his golden flakes?"

"Aren't you afraid that the Queen Mother will kill the little white tiger again?"

Zeus was stunned for a moment, and then he roared: "This heinous stinky woman, sooner or later she will fall to the bottom of hell. ”

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Before he reached death row, to be precise, the dim, foul-smelling narrow corridor, only more than half of the way along, sat Zeus's golden retriever Shag overhead, his four long, muscular legs were covered with still damp mud, and he didn't know where he had run before?—— when he heard a burst of hearty laughter.

Such a sound is really out of place to hear in the gloomy death row.

What particularly surprised Zeus was that the thick voice that was speaking vigorously was all too familiar to him—who else could have such a greasy voice except for George, the fat mouse?

George never showed up all day, and in the morning Zeus looked at him as if he had fallen into a hole in the top of the high wall of the Colosseum. After that, so many thrilling things happened that Zeus left him behind.

Where the hell did he go?

Why did it come out of David's grandfather's cell again?

It's so surprising!

Although Zeus didn't say anything, as soon as he heard George's voice, the clever Shag understood.

He raised his four long strong legs, ran a few quick steps, and came to the door of David's grandfather's cell.

Zeus clearly saw that George was sitting on the belly of Grandpa David, who was lying on a pile of moldy straw. Although they had met before, Zeus was not surprised by the intimacy in front of them.

He also saw that next to David's grandfather's head, there was a big open book placed there. The pages on the left and right are beautifully illustrated, and vaguely the illustrated ship on the ocean seems to be tossing up and down with the undulation of the waves—but how is that possible?

Hearing Shag's gasp, both George and Grandpa David turned their heads in this direction.

When he saw Zeus, George immediately jumped to his feet, and he shouted, "I was about to go looking for you!" Grandpa David told me that Dura threw you into the golden carriage containing the beast, and the Bengal Tiger King didn't swallow you as a snack!?"

In the past, it was Zeus who was alive and proud in front of George, but now it has become George who is triumphant there.

Zeus didn't take it seriously, he just wondered, what happened when he hadn't seen George for a day?

He obviously had a lot to say to Zeus, but Grandpa David held him lightly in his hand, and then supported the straw pile with one palm before he sat up with difficulty.

Grandpa David put George on the dirty ground and closed the big book with his free hand.

An incredible scene appeared, as the heavy page "snapped" shut, and a pale blue, still foaming water was squeezed out—what kind of book was that!?

I remember the first time I saw Grandpa David, he didn't hold it?!

Zeus froze there, his mouth wide open, and suddenly, something ruffled his beard, which made him come back to his senses, and found that George was teasing him with a soft branch, which was covered with crystal dewdrops.

"When did you run so fast?" Zeus asked George.

Although David's grandfather's cell was not large, with George's stubby legs and feet, it was impossible to run from the end of the straw pile to the side of the cell door in less than five, seven or eight minutes.

"I'm as light as a swallow now!" said George, his eyebrows fluttering.

Zeus looked at it from head to toe, "You're still the same old man with a fat brain?"

George puffed out his fleshy cheeks unconvinced, and before he could have a seizure, Grandpa David had already staggered over.

In his hand he held the golden flake that shone like the sun, "You're here to get this, right?"

As soon as he saw the golden flakes, Zeus couldn't help it anymore: "You have always been elusive, even if you are put on death row, you have a way to get out, right? Then why were you not there when the tiger king's mother was killed? I don't need you to meddle in our affairs! When you cause trouble for us, you always come out! You already knew that the tiger king's mother would die today, didn't you? Then why didn't you go and save her? When I help you find the gold flakes, you have a lot of ideas!"

Zeus's cynicism did not embarrass Grandpa David in the slightest, but annoyed George, who had nothing to do with all this.