A Shy Introvert Grows Plants on a Barren Star and Strikes It Rich

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Coming soon: After Losing His Memory, He Became a Little Widower Raising a Child

Blurb:

The base fell. An Qingyu, an antisocial loner with weak abilities, was pushed into a horde of the dead while fleeing. When he woke, all he saw was a desolate wasteland beneath a sky full of yellow sand, hardly any better than the apocalypse.

He paused, then raised a hand and gripped his own throat.

A heart-rending plea rang out in his head: "Hero! Please spare my neck! I'll do anything you ask..."

The voice, claiming to be a System, said he could live as long as he completed his tasks.

An Qingyu: "I only know how to plant trees."

The System sounded even more pitiful. "Well, that's right up your alley. But my shop only has grass seeds right now. Could you, uh, lower your standards and grow grass instead?"

An Qingyu understood. So the System was just as useless as he was.

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With nothing to his name, An Qingyu settled on a barren planet.

The gaunt, sickly-looking locals all kept little animals. When they saw that he had none, they urged him to sell everything he owned and grit his teeth if he had to, but get one.

An Qingyu didn't understand, but he respected their customs and did as they said. He had no money, though, and one day, while picking mushrooms, he came across a stray kitten with a terrible temper.

He worked up his courage and kidnapped the cat.

On his first day growing plants, An Qingyu bought a bag of grass seeds from the System's shop and grew a field of fluffy foxtail grass.

The bad news: people couldn't eat it.

The good news: little animals loved it and couldn't get enough.

Cat grass, dog grass, tiger grass, rabbit grass, and all kinds of animal-shaped grasses. Quietly, An Qingyu forged an entirely new path to fortune as a beast-grass supplier, selling his wares across the stars.

As his grass-growing business flourished, the antisocial An Qingyu received repeated invitations from the planet's ruler, and finally agreed to move from the barren planet to the capital planet.

One day, An Qingyu saw a cute rabbit transform into a rabbit-eared boy, and it shook him to the core. The little animals in this world could turn into people.

He nervously opened the door to his home. The cat was gone. In its place stood a handsome, imposing man in a tiny floral apron, demanding, "Why are you home so late?"

An Qingyu looked at the table laden with delicious food, swallowed, then sneaked a glance at the man beside him, whose figure was worthy of a top male model. He asked timidly, "You made all this?"

The cool guy frowned. "Who else did you think made it?"

An Qingyu clutched his bowl and shook his head furiously, thinking that his kitten had secretly turned out to be a snail gentleman.

*

Yan Mingshu was a member of the Beast-Healing Divine Clan, but his powers were so great that he couldn't find a human partner to form a contract with and restore his original form.

Naturally aloof, he chose to remain alone and roam the dangerous barren planets in his beast form, seeking adventure, until one day a human audacious enough to put him in a sack carried him off...

A slow-witted, slightly robotic, antisocial shut-in x a proud, jealous, cool guy

Bonus scene: The origin of the snail gentleman

On the first day after being kidnapped, An Qingyu was gnawing on a raw mushroom.

The cat was stunned. "Is he a savage or something?"

On the nth day after being kidnapped, An Qingyu ate boiled mushrooms, burnt mushrooms, boiled burnt mushrooms, grass...

At last, the captive cat couldn't take it anymore. Before he could transform into a person, he learned to stir-fry with his paws.

When his little kidnapper found out, he hugged the cat in horror and cried, "Mimi, someone's broken into our house and is cooking!" Then he ate every bite, grateful and worried all the while.

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PS: All plants in this story are fictional and have no scientific basis.

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Coming soon: After Losing His Memory, He Became a Little Widower Raising a Child

Blurb:

Lin Shi woke up in a shabby, cramped room with no memories. A chubby little child was crouched beside the bed, sucking on a finger and gazing at him with shining eyes, calling him "Little Daddy."

A huge black-and-white portrait hung on the yellowed wall. It showed a breathtakingly handsome man smiling gently. The child said he was Big Daddy, Lin Shi's husband, who had died two months ago.

From his late husband's memoirs, their marriage certificate, family photos, chat records, and other evidence, Lin Shi concluded that before losing his memory, he had been head over heels in love with his late husband.

Looking at the adorable child before him, Lin Shi quickly accepted his identity as a poor little widower.

But something seemed a little off about this world.

The debt collector who came to the door during the day had already received his money, but at night, his whole face would appear pressed against Lin Shi's window, muttering about how good it smelled and how much he wanted to eat.

The wicked rich relatives who came to kick him while he was down had left with green faces after he angered them, but at night they blushed and asked whether they could sleep under his bed.

Most importantly, his late husband's portrait changed its expression every day.

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Burdened with huge debts, Lin Shi insisted on cooking for himself every day to save money.

The child, growing thinner by the day, clung to Lin Shi's leg and begged, "Little Daddy, I'm not a piggy. I want to eat people food."

Without batting an eye, Lin Shi dumped all the ingredients into the pot.

He calmly told the child, "This is people food."

The child hesitated. "Daddy, actually, I'm not human."

*

One day, an accident led Lin Shi into a strange place.

There, he saw his dead husband and the child who should have been sleeping soundly at home...

The man was feeding the child, who was gobbling down a huge mass of writhing black tentacles. The little one was smeared with black goo all over his face and hands. When he saw Lin Shi, he hurriedly slurped the rest down and curled into a ball, picking at his fingers without daring to speak.

The father and son stared at him nervously.

Lin Shi said calmly, "Did you wash your hands?"

"No."

Lin Shi: "Remember next time. If you eat with dirty hands, you'll get a stomachache."

After Lin Shi went to get water to wash the child's face and hands,

the father and son exchanged a smile. Thank goodness. He'd only scolded them, not abandoned them.

The child tugged at the man's clothes. "I want more."

Wen Qingzhuo raised an eyebrow. "Doesn't he usually feed you?"

The child whispered, "This tastes better than Little Daddy's cooking."

Theme: Plant flowers, grow grass, cultivate every living thing. Building an oasis is everyone's responsibility, whether you're a person, cat, dog, rabbit, bear, or fox.