After the Little Flower Sprite Arrived in the Interstellar Era

After an accident, the little flower spirit Jin Yao is transported to the interstellar era.

His body's self-protection mechanism forces him to revert to his childhood form: an egg.

The tiny egg is only half the size of a fist, its surface as white as jade. It lands on a barren planet, where the commander of the troops stationed there finds it.

Qin Yuan hands the egg to his adjutant.

"Got it, boss. Should I fry it or boil it?"

Jin Yao: ...

The next second, Qin Yuan sees the little white egg start shaking violently.

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The little white egg they found on the barren planet seems to be intelligent, so Qin Yuan has his subordinates take it for research.

But before long, the egg is about to hatch.

Qin Yuan holds his breath as the little white egg inside the glass enclosure moves.

Crack.

A fissure appears in the little white egg.

Jin Yao grips the edge of the shell with both hands and suddenly comes face-to-face with a pair of pale, blood-red eyes.

Jin Yao: ...

With a slap, he closes the shell again.

The grudge of almost being eaten! Unforgivable!

Qin Yuan: ...

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The newly hatched flower spirit becomes the darling of the base, but he both depends on Qin Yuan and fears him.

Qin Yuan doesn't mind. It's not as if he has much longer to live anyway.

Until a medical examination shows that a clear spring has replenished his nearly depleted life force.

Only then does he realize that the withered plants in the room where the little flower spirit stayed have come back to life. Even the desert's edge, a thousand miles from the base, is now covered in lush greenery.

In the interstellar era, plants are nearly extinct, and even a small clump is invaluable.

The people of the interstellar era erupt with excitement.

Not long afterward, Qin Yuan takes Jin Yao home.

The drowsy little flower spirit hugs his finger. "Don't eat me, QAQ"

* General top x soft, cuddly flower spirit bottom with overpowered wood abilities

* The flower spirit starts out palm-sized and will grow bigger later

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