Shen Fanqiu, master of the Floating Light Starfield, died in an interstellar war. When he awoke, he had transmigrated to an unfamiliar universe. Not only had he lost his once-powerful psychic form, but his newly awakened plant-type ability was so useless that he was assigned to plant trees in a village.
Watching others command the wind and rain in dazzling displays, he could only sigh at the little sapling in his hand, which was on the verge of dying.
Since that's how things are, I'll just retire and spend my days planting trees and growing flowers, Shen Fanqiu thought. This time around, he would be happy to live an ordinary life.
But life refused to let him lie flat!
Pollution was everywhere, strange species ran rampant, and the planet's residents lived in constant fear.
Forced into a dangerous situation, Shen Fanqiu unexpectedly discovered that his former subordinates were also in this universe, but had lost all memories of him.
Shen Fanqiu: What do you do when your kids have amnesia? Pick a fight with them.
But when his subordinates regained their memories and surrounded him protectively, Shen Fanqiu was at a loss. Maybe you should forget again.
Where lay the key to solving these problems, and who was calling to him from the depths of the universe?
Just as he was at his wit's end, the little sapling in his hand finally absorbed enough nutrients and began evolving at a wild pace.
The World Tree, master of the laws of nature and life, was born.
Shen Fanqiu: Huh? Did I become a god?
Theme: No lying flat allowed
