Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Then Xiao Zhenping and I will go back first. Xiaoyun will see you tomorrow - I will help send this child back."

"Brother Xianhe, have a good rest. I will come to see you after school tomorrow."

"? See you tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Hagi."

After waving goodbye to the virgin duo and Conan, Yun Xianhe tilted his head to glance at Zhu Fu Jingguang:

"Hagi, are you on vacation recently? How come you have time to come and play with me?"

"I'm going out tomorrow, and Hagi said he'd come and help me keep an eye on you."

"Hey - I feel like Mr. Guang is treating me like a child who can't eat properly."

Zhu Fujing glanced at Yun Xianhe lying on the sofa, folding the clothes in his hands:

"Just in case."

As for whether it was to prevent him from running around sick or to prevent him from suddenly getting seriously ill...

Yun Xianhe thinks it's both.

The brave man, who had no intention of going out, smacked his lips, slowly got up and prepared to go upstairs to sleep.

The muscle weakness he suffers from is mild. As long as he gets enough rest and does some exercise, it won't be a big problem on a daily basis.

At most, they are minor problems such as fatigue and hand tremors.

"Good night, Mr. Guang."

"Good night."

·

The next day,

The brave man's fever subsided and he felt that except for a slight sore throat, he was back to normal!

However, when he got up, Zhu Fu Jingguang had already left.

The other party also thoughtfully left a note on the table, indicating that breakfast was ready in the kitchen.

It seems that he is really worried that Yun Xianhe will not eat well.

No one is home.

Since he couldn't use his limbs recently, Yun Xianhe simply gave up and sat in a wheelchair to free his legs.

It was just an intelligent electric wheelchair he took out from the system space.

He reached out and stuck the electronic sticker on his temple, and the wheelchair connected to the consciousness chain slid smoothly from the living room, around the table and chairs, into the kitchen.

Looking at the words "Obstacle Course Racing" that appeared on the system, Yun Xianhe's mouth twitched slightly:

"Xiao Tiandao, you don't really expect me to go to the park and race with an old man, do you..."

[Ahem, how could that be, Mr. Yun?]

A very suspicious tone, and it seemed like he was a little lost.

Had a few words with Xiao Tiandao.

While having breakfast, Hagiwara Kenji sent a message to Yun Xianhe, saying that he would be at his house in a little over an hour.

After telling the other party where your spare key is stored,

Yun Xianhe took a book from the bookshelf and maneuvered his wheelchair to the porch to bask in the sun.

The weather, which was still midwinter yesterday, has returned to summer in the blink of an eye.

Yun Xianhe looked at the moonlight roses growing well on the courtyard wall and felt that it was quite hard to be a plant in this world.

Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of the slightly bare pot on the flower stand.

Looking at the small sprout growing out of the soil, Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows in a rare gesture:

"'Yachirina' sprouted so quickly? Could it be that Mr. Guang has the potential to learn magic?"

We've been together for so long, how come he didn't notice it?

The more I think about it, the weirder it becomes.

Yun Xianhe maneuvered his wheelchair over, stood up, frowned, and took a good look at the pot of "Yachilina".

"No trace of magical elements...natural growth? Mutation?"

Yun Xianhe, who had not encountered such a situation for a long time, made a prompt decision.

He took out a notebook and pen from the system backpack, as well as some measuring tools made of very strange materials.

"The soil is normal, the growth height is consistent with the 'germination stage', and the color is within the color range..."

"Light? Caused by frequent climate changes?"

"Growth environment? Could it be that Mr. Guang's bedroom contains something that contains the energy that drives this world?"

"Or is it that there is a special magnetic field around the redeemed people?"

Yun Xianhe muttered to himself and grabbed his hair behind his head.

Feeling a little tired, I sat back in the wheelchair.

The top student who had taken botany courses with Ghost for half a year narrowed his eyes and tapped his chin with the pen in his hand.

The electronic light screen unfolding in front of me was constantly analyzing the data of the young sprout in the flowerpot.

[Monitoring data shows that this is a tree that is haunted by obsessions.]

"Obsession?"

[The current plant body feels the strong obsession of the person who prays. ]

[The fluctuation of emotional energy/mental power reaches the minimum value of the required magic measurement, prompting it to germinate and grow normally. ]

[Note: Perhaps the wish of the wisher was too strong, or perhaps the object of his action was the "only hero"]

[Somehow, the goddess of dawn was particularly concerned about this flower that unexpectedly sprouted in another world. ]

Mutated.

This "Yachilina" has mutated.

Yun Xianhe was not sure what shape this thing would take before it bloomed.

But at least he could guarantee that it wasn't dangerous.

After all, "Yachirina" itself is the most sacred plant.

If the prayer's intention is impure, malicious, etc.

Flower seeds will turn into dust like pebbles, let alone sprout.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe pinched his eyebrows and slowly wrote down the words he had just analyzed from the data in his notebook.

The clever and deft hero copied the sprout next to the pile of information and drew a Q version of Zhu Fu Jingguang figurine on it.

"Mr. Guang's potential is really unlimited."

As the saying goes, those who survive the catastrophe of death will have a smooth and prosperous second half of their life.

I haven’t seen the few Yun Xianhes behind for the time being, but the fact that he can make "Yaqilina" germinate normally is already very impressive.

You know, when Yun Xianhe set out with System 113, he carried a lot of seeds with him.

Having traveled through so many worlds,

There were less than a hundred people who took the seeds from him and eventually grew the fruits on their own.

As for mutations, there are very few.

"Suitable for being a beast spirit master."

Apparently our hero still hasn't gotten rid of the habit of confirming the other person's career plan.

Yun Xianhe, who had figured it out, stopped worrying about it. He took his book and went back to the outer corridor where he could get some sunshine, and started reading.

"We need to get a tree in the yard so we can sit under it."

Yun Xianhe turned a page of the book and looked blankly for a suitable tree in the system mall.

[“Trees, of course, are divine inspiration. They are noble, sacred, full of treasures, and most importantly, beautiful.”]

Cotton said this while pointing at the picture of a big golden tree in the "Encyclopedia of Divine Trees (Version 2.9)".

The ghost who was flipping through the book "Plantable Trees: Mutation Collection (Version 4.7)" spoke slowly:

[“Stealing or planting “Divine Revelation” privately is illegal, and you can’t even keep it alive after you get it back.”]

[“That’s right. No, we have Xiao Xianhe. Isn’t it easy to raise a “Shenqi” tree?”]

[“You can’t ask the Great Guide for that, right?”]

The ghost closed the book and looked at Cotton rubbing his hands together, feeling a little amused.

The latter obviously still doesn't want to give up.

In Mianhua's opinion, the yard of their team's new home would be most suitable for planting a "Shenqi" tree.

Besides, this is the hero's yard, isn't it normal to plant a "divine revelation"?

[“Shenqi” will glow at night, which will affect your sleep. ”]

The gentleman calmly stated the greatest impact of "divine revelation" on beastmasters.

After hearing this, Cotton immediately felt that the big golden wood was not so attractive and turned to look at the introductions of other trees.

[“How about this one? This one can run!”]

The sun beside him held up the book in his hand - "Phantom Plants: Mutation Collection (Version 5.2)"

The opened page showed a picture of a wild dog Zeki running wildly with its fangs and claws bared.

The photo clearly shows the large mouth-like crack in the center of the tree and a ball that was bitten.

It is obvious that the person taking the photo has a strong heart, as his hands did not shake even when facing the abyss.

[“Moving plants are not within our consideration for now.”]

[“Hey——Sir, can’t you be flexible?”]

[“Well—you can keep a rabbit.”]

[“Okay!”]

The sun seems very happy to be able to raise small animals.

I turned around and started discussing with Uncle Shitou which breed of rabbit would be better to raise.

Of course, if we ignore the words like spicy and cumin that pop up from time to time...

Maybe it's choosing a pet?

[“Yun, do you have anything you’re interested in?”]

[“Hmm… I’m thinking of planting seasonal flowers or fruit trees.”]

[“Fruit trees! When they bloom, enjoy the flowers; when they fall, eat the fruits!”]

Upon hearing this suggestion, Taiyang turned his head instantly.

The others also nodded and agreed with this idea.

A group of people began to pick from various edible and beautiful fruit trees.

The wind blew open the loose pages of the book in the hero's hand.

The rustling sound of turning pages made Yun Xianhe blink.

His heterochromatic eyes fixed their gaze, and a petal of the Moonlight Rose gently landed on the tip of his nose as he stared.

“Fruit trees…”

·

"Xiaoyun - I'm here -"

When Hagiwara Kenji, carrying a pile of food, entered Yun Xianhe's yard, the first thing he heard was the sound of a shovel digging the soil.

He hesitated for a moment when he was about to open the door.

Kenji Hagiwara put the things in his hand at the door and walked around the house towards the source of the sound.

Yun Xianhe buried the last shovel of soil, stuck the shovel into the ground, put his other hand on his waist and sighed.

This muscle weakness is really a problem. Planting a tree makes him so tired.

It seems that the shrubs nearby will have to wait a while before being planted.

I casually patted the dirt on my trouser legs.

Yun Xianhewei took two steps back and sat back in his wheelchair, intending to relax his trembling arms and legs.

When I looked up, I saw Kenji Hagiwara standing at the corner of the room.

"Good morning, Mr. Hagi."

"Xiaoyun, where did this tree come from?"

An apple tree nearly five meters high stands on the edge of the wall.

The lush treetops rustled in the wind, and unripe apples could be vaguely seen among the branches and leaves.

Apples?! Planting an apple tree in your yard?!

Is there a place that sells fruit trees this big?

boom

A half-ripe apple fell on the grass in front of Yun Xianhe's feet.

Yun Xianhe bent down to pick it up, took out a handkerchief to wipe it clean, took a bite, and said vaguely:

"It's ok, a little sour."

"..."