Bai Qingyu was one of Huaguo's foremost agricultural researchers, but he was framed and imprisoned, where he died behind bars. Then the world underwent a massive change: dark matter invaded, and the planet's soil was contaminated...
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When Bai Qingyu opened his eyes again, he had arrived in the A101 star system, 4,500 years in the future, as an agricultural college student.
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Noble-born students bullied him for coming from a trash planet, and forced him to move his graduation project to a mutated farm.
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Ordinary roses on the farm grew to a meter wide and three meters tall, turning into man-eating flowers that devoured every living thing;
Ordinary trees on the farm grew to ten meters wide and five meters tall, wailing like ghosts every night;
Every vine on the farm sprouted huge thorns that stabbed any creature that passed by;
The stream running through the farm stank of decay, and rotting matter stretched for miles...
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No one would go anywhere near this land.
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But when Bai Qingyu gently touched a man-eating rose, the giant flower lowered its proud, towering petals. Soft and tender, they offered him a dewdrop;
When Bai Qingyu swept the fallen leaves beneath a tree, all the wailing stopped at once. Its branches swayed gently over his shoulders, leaving only the rustle of leaves;
When Bai Qingyu walked through the brambles in the fields, their thorns softened one by one, drooping in silence...
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One month later, pure, harmless little white flowers bloomed on the farm;
Two months later, the farm was home to a rare SSS-grade orchard that shocked the entire star system;
Three months later, Bai Qingyu's farm had become the most coveted and contested place in the star system, yet also the most impregnable.
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Countless forces across the star systems tried to seize its resources, but Bai Qingyu sat alone on the farm, leisurely sipping tea, completely unharmed.
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Beside him stood a tall, white-haired figure, his body once covered in old sores and injuries, now fully healed.
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His amber-gold eyes fixed intensely on Bai Qingyu's peach-blossom-shaped eyes. His long fingers slowly brushed over Bai Qingyu's lapel
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"You once trimmed your nails against my chest, planted fruit and vegetables on my tailbone, and kissed flower dew onto my lips. Are you going to take responsibility for me?"
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