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Lin Qichuan has transmigrated.
He has been reborn as a soft, chubby, white little bird, so ugly-cute that it’s charming and bound to an overpowered Farming System.
It is the seventh year of the apocalypse, and humanity has established various major survivor bases. An elderly woman among the crowd spends 20 contribution points to take him home. “They say little animals are the best for healing the soul. Baby Birdy, I’m leaving my grandson in your care, okay?”
The little milk-bird protests indignantly, “Quack! I’m a bird! A bird! Not a chicken!”
To his surprise, the woman’s grandson turns out to be his own boyfriend. In Lin Qichuan’s memories, Lu Linshu was a brilliant, elegant soul a man of clear light and gentle wind. But now, he keeps himself locked in a dark room, avoiding the sun year-round. His skin is a sickly, pale white; he is reclusive and utterly silent.
Lin Qichuan is devastated. He bounces onto Lu Linshu and burrows into his shirt. Where are the chest muscles he used to love so much? What about those abs he loved to touch? Wait, no—why has his once-magnificent boyfriend turned into this frail, sickly ghost?
Lin Qichuan settles into the Lu household. Every night, he hops all over his boyfriend and burrows under the bed to plant rows of miniature potted plants. The plants emit bubble-text notifications:
Potted Plant: “Gimme some Happy Water!”
Potted Plant: “Hehe, I’m an Explosive Plant. Wanna see if I can go boom?”
Lin Qichuan: “…?”
Potted Plant: “I’m a Corrosive Plant. One bite, and I can spray acid from my gaping maw. Want a taste?”
Potted Plant: “I’m a Holy Light Plant. Under my halo, all wounds heal! Please call me the Light of the World.”
The number of plants the baby bird cultivates grows rapidly, so much so that the members of the Lu family are left in a daze, barely able to find a place to step. Everywhere they turn, there are mutated, dancing plants.
One day, Lin Qichuan grows a special kind of plant:
Potted Plant: “I am an Evolution Plant. Under my influence, you can evolve toward the future.”
The little bird uses it out of curiosity. In the next instant, he transforms into a human a human who looks exactly like his old self!
He! Is! Human!
Lu Linshu: “…?”
Lu Linshu: The white moonlight he thought he’d lost has finally returned!
