After Transmigrating as the Northeast CEO's Pampered Little Husband - Chapter 63

Lin Qing had been in this world for nearly half a month. The weather was lovely today. He awoke from his bed of green leaves, stretched, and rubbed his eyes. He pulled down the folded wings clinging to his back and gave them a shake. Tiny sparks of light were scattered from the transparent wings. They vanished before reaching any surface.

Lin Qing yawned, blinking his emerald-green eyes to clear the moisture. It took a while for his vision to fully focus.

His little treehouse was tiny, as his owner was also very small, only 70 centimetres tall, so it didn’t let in much light. But this concealment made him feel perfectly safe.

Lin Qing picked up a discarded fruit rind from the edge of his leafy bed, leaned his head down, and sucked the juice from the opening until he was satisfied.

“Burp~” Lin Qing let out a small, satisfied burp. His pointed ears, hidden behind his golden hair, curled slightly in embarrassment.

He had become a juvenile, baby-faced fairy, exactly like the character he had created when playing the game.

He was indeed a rare species drawn with real money a genuine descendant of the Royal Elf lineage, valued at 2880 points.

His appearance, which was open for reference by others, his unique golden hair, and the four transparent, thin wings that reflected rainbow colours in the sun, were all symbols of wealth and nobility.

If only he wasn’t so incredibly small.

He hadn’t felt this way in the original game, but after transmigrating into this body and arriving in a different world, Lin Qing realised that 70 centimetres was truly minuscule.

Most leaves were larger than he was. When he first arrived, it took him ages to find smaller, softer leaves that could be used as bedding.

His little treehouse was constructed by pulling down a few leaves much larger than himself and tying them together with vines. It was a bit rough, but extremely sturdy. He could bounce on it all he wanted, and it wouldn’t budge.

If you looked up from beneath the tree, you would see a few leaves clustered together, forming a small bulge, like a round fruit that was Lin Qing’s temporary residence.

Checking his level, the two small, golden sprout-leaves representing Level Two floated in his spiritual platform, emanating a warm glow.

In the original game world, the maximum elf level was 120, corresponding to a golden plant on the spiritual platform. It would gradually grow more leaves with each level until it became a small golden tree with 120 leaves.

However, apart from this body and the small golden sprout, everything else had been stripped away. His game panel was gone, his inventory was missing, and even his pet space was nowhere to be found.

Without the mission log to guide him, Lin Qing could only figure out how to level up by sleeping to absorb elements from his surroundings and eating what elements he could ingest when awake.

His memory contained many innate elven talents, but the prerequisite for learning and using them was that his body had to grow bigger so he could absorb more elements.

So, to become stronger, he first had to eat and grow!

Hmph, hmph!

Lin Qing flapped his four small wings, leaving his treehouse and flying towards a large tree in the distance.

Elves could increase their elemental intake by eating plants, but not all plants contained elemental power equivalent to the energy expended to consume them.

Even in this vast, primeval forest, the edible plants Lin Qing could consume were pitifully scarce.

“The cabin door is about to open. Please watch your step. This voyage has ended. Thank you…” The silver-grey scientific research vessel slowly landed in the port of Planet Blue. Service staff immediately rushed forward to scan for damage and replace the spacecraft’s energy core.

“Phew… I have to say, Planet Blue is really far away. I feel like I spent half my life on that ship.” Emily stepped out of the cabin, breathing deeply.

“Me too. I slept too much. I truly don’t want to do this a second time. Humph, if it weren’t for that wretched Anna, we wouldn’t have come to this primitive planet! I want to go back and stay in the comfortable science academy observing plant species!” Noka assembled her livestream equipment, carried her box, and walked forward.

“Hey, don’t be so gloomy, sis. Even though this primitive planet is full of flying bugs and ugly native species, at least we should be grateful we still got this opportunity for our coursework after offending her!” Lucy was clearly more optimistic.

Apart from the insects, at least the plants here seemed quite vibrant, and the energy field they generated was stable.

Although they had fought the space bugs for thousands of years, the aversion to native insects still ran deep in their blood.

“Noka, it’s this way. You’re going the wrong way!” The team leader, Olle, shouted at the complaining Noka, opening his map to study the primitive planet’s simple layout.

“Well, even the description is primitive.” Olle frowned at the rough map that only marked terrain, lakes, and the like. He was still frustrated but didn’t show it obviously.

“Forget it. We’ll take it one step at a time.” Olle gave up on searching the Star Net for related species, calling for his team members to pack up and set off immediately.

“Oh my goodness… I really don’t want to face insects everywhere… Fine, let me touch up my makeup… I’m coming.” Salona touched up her face, put away her powder compact, and quickly hurried to follow her team.

Three men and two women thus began the final piece of coursework for their academic careers.

Lin Qing was currently struggling with how to take a bite. The large tree, radiating wood elemental energy before him, looked exactly like a Banyan tree, with thick but equally hard, plastic-like leaves.

“Alright, I’m a panda. I’m a panda…” Lin Qing mumbled, pulling a leaf towards him and taking a small bite. Surprisingly, it was quite crunchy. The sap was sweet, and it had a subtle chewiness.

The size of the leaf was about half of Lin Qing’s body, so he tucked in his wings, sat on the branch, and ate the leaf.

The tiny light spots that circled Lin Qing’s wings stopped falling once he folded them in, resting around the wings like the un-optimized texture maps from when he played the game.

Crunch, crunch… Lin Qing slowly chewed the leaf. He looked at the large, thick leaves on the whole tree and felt a pang of soreness in his jaw.

If he relied solely on eating leaves to supplement his wood elemental energy, how long would this take?

In the original game world, the spawn point was always near the Elf Tree. After completing a few gathering quests to familiarize himself with the interface, making some friends, and looking at the map, he could slowly grind up to Level 10. After Level 10, he could fight monsters to level up and officially leave the newbie village.

But in this world, there was no Elf Tree, no helpful Aunt Aiqinmiste for guidance, and no monster grinding mechanism to gain experience.

So, apart from eating, there was truly no way for him to grow up right now.

It’s truly difficult to raise a live elf.

Lin Qing, a stoic leaf-eating machine, began racking his brains on how to improve efficiency. At this rate, it would take him several centuries to grow up.

“Rustle, rustle…” The sound of leaves rubbing together suddenly came from a distance. Lin Qing instinctively spread his wings, ready to flee. Then he remembered that the largest insects in this forest were the size of small cars, and they weren’t interested in him, so he tucked his wings back in and resumed eating his leaf in peace.

When he first arrived in this world, he’d fallen onto the head of a huge centipede. The centipede, which clearly had meat-eating teeth, simply scratched its head with its forty-sixth foot, scratched Lin Qing off, brought him closer to sniff, and then left.

The same thing happened with the army ants. Ants the size of small cars carried beetle carcasses the size of large trucks. When they ran into him, they stopped, used their forklift-like jaws to pick him up, put him aside, and then went back to carrying the beetle carcass.

With continuous occurrences like this, Lin Qing understood that in the eyes of these insects, he was nothing more than a road obstacle. He was neither food nor plant life. He could even pass beneath the bellies of two spiders fighting over mating, and the dirt they flung up wouldn’t land on him.

Lin Qing attributed this to his passive Great Druid talent.

Still, whenever he heard noises, he couldn’t help but twitch his wings and flatten his ears. After all, most of the insects looked rather… odd.

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