Ming Zhi was a pitiful child hated by both his father and mother. Under the pretext that he was frail and often ill and needed peace and quiet, he was locked away in a little tower where sunlight could barely reach for more than ten years.
He was finally let out at twenty, and before he had even gotten enough sun, he was pushed in front of a man sitting in a wheelchair.
Qi Fujing, the Empire's God of War and a decorated general with countless victories to his name, had once been the most sought-after bachelor in the entire star system. That was until he was gravely wounded in a great battle. Not only was he confined to a wheelchair from then on, he also developed a mental power disorder that left him prone to violent outbursts. No one dared go near him.
To show that his respect for Qi Fujing remained unchanged, the Emperor issued an imperial decree to the Ming family, a family known for producing healers, demanding that they send someone to care for Qi Fujing.
The Ming family didn't dare defy the Emperor, but they were unwilling to sacrifice one of their capable children for a general with no future. So they thought of Ming Zhi, locked away in a little tower in some remote corner of the estate.
Ming Zhi was the Ming family's universally acknowledged failure. He was physically weak and inarticulate, and unlike the other Ming children, he had been born without healing powers. At five, he had nearly killed the family's most promising eldest son.
After being locked away in the tower for more than ten years, he seemed to have forgotten how to walk by the time he was let out.
A failure like Ming Zhi was a perfect match for the violent, crippled Qi Fujing.
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Qi Fujing sat in his wheelchair, his features dark and his expression icy. It was as if the mental energy on the verge of a rampage was constantly swirling around him. Everyone thought the Ming family's child would fear him, and Qi Fujing thought so too. Ming Zhi was pale and delicate, the slightest disturbance could startle him. Qi Fujing really enjoyed watching him cry.
But Ming Zhi wasn't afraid of Qi Fujing at all. On the contrary, he felt sorry for this man, who often lost control because of his mental power outbursts. This was the former god of the entire Empire.
During all those years locked in the tower, Ming Zhi's only way of receiving information from the outside world was an old, broken radio. Through it, he heard countless legendary battle stories about Qi Fujing, and often wondered what the general was like.
The general didn't have three heads and six arms, but his somber face was imposing and handsome... The first time they met, Ming Zhi thought that before he left, he would have to cure Qi Fujing. Someone as good as him shouldn't have to suffer like this.
Ming Zhi knew he wasn't a failure. He had a healing ability so extraordinary that the entire Ming family coveted it.
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Half a year later, the whole star system was abuzz with astonishment:
[The Empire's god! Qi Fujing is standing again! He no longer needs a wheelchair, and his mental power disorder is cured!]
[Holy crap, is the Ming family's healing ability really that powerful? I heard the one they sent to General Qi was the most useless member of the Ming family.]
In less than half a day, the whole star system knew that the Empire's God of War, Qi Fujing, had recovered and was offering a huge reward across the internet to find someone: Ming Zhi, the person who had been by his side, had run away!
Later, a desolate planet, barren of all plant life and shrouded in poisonous fog, suddenly cleared up and became lush and full of life in no time.
Hey, that gorgeous beauty picking mushrooms on the planet looks just like Ming Zhi, the person General Qi has been searching for!
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Theme: Clearing away the clouds to see the sun, living life earnestly