On the way to the bird pavilion, the barrage was alive with discussion.
"I want to visit in person and see the green peafowl and their chicks!"
"I went to the zoo a couple of weeks ago and wanted to check out the green peafowl, but I found that the pavilion was closed off. They said it was to let the green peafowl breed in peace without visitors."
"Damn, that's harsh!"
"Awesome, the zookeeper rocks!"
"Aren't they born now? Can we visit?"
Fang Ye glanced at the barrage and laughed, "The bird pavilion is open for visits now. Anyone who wants to can come over, but there's a limit on the number of visitors, no more than 100 people at a time."
In the center of the bird pavilion stood a massive Tetrameles Nudiflora, its trunk thick and branches lush.
Sunshine filtered through the leaves, casting dappled light on the verdant grass!
Next to a shrub, there was a shallow pit about 5 centimeters deep and 30 centimeters wide, filled with leaves.