National Fate Game: A Flower-Filled Guide to Planting Flowers

“The System told me to survive 300 days on a radioactive deserted island and save my homeland. So I planted a sea of man-eating vines instead. The world’s ending, so who’s still worried about playing fair with aliens?” On the first day Lou Qimo was dropped into National Destiny Survival, she got bound to Blue Star through the [Flower-Cultivating System]. While contestants from other countries struggled to chew tree bark, she turned a hellish challenge into a deranged gardening showcase: 300 days on a deserted island: she used flame flowers as flamethrowers to roast M-country’s contestants, and night-scented flower pollen as truth serum to expose the System’s dirty secrets; The deep-sea prison: she planted lantern-jellyfish lotuses to lure giant squid, whose burst ink blacked out half the Pacific livestream; The thousand-year rainforest: she used parasitic moonflowers to drain a thousand-year-old tree spirit dry, then mixed its sap with liquor and toasted her fallen teammates three times; The interstellar ruins: her black-hole roses swallowed alien spacecraft, and the screws they spat out became a space station for Huaguo. Global viewers split into two camps: Huaguo citizens: “Help! This woman planted snow-devouring flowers in the polar regions to blow up glaciers, then planted pulse mandrakes in a cybercity to fry the AIs. She’s so wild she’s like a natural disaster in human form!” Foreign officials: “Referee! Her man-eating vines dragged off our contestant’s underwear to use as fertilizer, and now our country’s cornfields are suddenly full of flesh-eating flowers!” But the System concealed a diabolical trap: the so-called National Destiny game was actually a “last-days experience package” prepared for Blue Star by a higher civilization. When Lou Qimo planted paradoxical dodder in a rift in time and space, summoning three hundred parallel-world versions of herself to fight for her, every livestream across the universe suddenly went dark. Only her cold laugh remained: “You treated Blue Star like a lab rat for your ecological experiment? Now it’s your turn to taste the terror of a world ruled by plants.” [The Deranged Flower-Cultivating Nation]