Crowdfund a Birdie App

[See my profile for the upcoming stories "It Possessed My Boyfriend" and "Teaching an Abyssal Demon to Keep His 'Beloved' Hidden Away".] As the only little one on Earth, Ling Lu was born from the planet's core in a burst of flame, a chubby, genuine magma-colored chick, the first of its kind in the world. But alas, Father Earth was flooded by the seas. Before Ling Lu could grow up and brag about his dad, he had no choice but to freeze the planet and obediently sit right through it. A chubby chick left behind, gazing longingly at the horizon. Until one day, his System was turned into a crowdfunding app called "Save the Earth" and launched onto the brain-computers of interstellar citizens... From then on, Ling Lu lived a life of daily handouts as a lazy little chick. In the snow, a chubby "white chick" was buffeted by the cold wind and went splat... face down in the snow, rolling around until he was covered in slushy snow. The interstellar people: How pitiful! Take our money! Buy the little one the thickest winter clothes! Let me throw all my money at him! The chubby chick struggled to get up and felt his belly with a wing. The space pirate gang: The little one's hungry. Raid an interstellar hotel, got it? The chubby chick huffed and puffed as he dragged a sled loaded with stuff back to his cave. Ding! The Interstellar War God has air-dropped a luxurious home and a reindeer sled for you, and sent a video call invitation. Ling Lu stretched out a wing and jabbed at the answer button, tilting his head to look at the screen. The next second, the man far away among the stars, dressed in a pure black military uniform, furrowed his brows slightly as he stared at the... thing in the middle of the screen. A round, chubby little chick sitting on his bottom in the snow... He pondered for a second, then said casually, "Lu Lu, you forgot to dye your belly." "QAQ!" Ling Lu, who had forcibly dyed himself white to hide the fact that he was a little fireball, hurriedly covered his magma-colored tummy and awkwardly turned around, trying to hide himself. The 7.8 billion chick caretakers: Well, well, who was it! Who came up with this terrible idea! Who dared to dye our little one's feathers! Theme: Care for the Earth, starting with you and me.