Traveling to the future, the story with the orc king

Lin Ziyu collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball. His eyes were empty, as if he had lost all hope and vitality. He had searched every corner of the land, but the results were disappointing—there was nothing, and he couldn't get out.

He called out in his heart, "Fluffy ball, come out...Fluffy ball, come out...Fluffy ball, come out..." This was his last hope.

Just when Lin Ziyu was about to return to the underworld, a furry ball appeared in front of him.

"Boy, do you agree to grow medicinal herbs here?"

Lin Ziyu used his last bit of strength to say: "Kind..." He couldn't help but complain in his heart: Is there any other choice?

The furry ball stretched out its paw and placed a pill next to Lin Ziyu's mouth.

"Open your mouth..."

Lin Ziyu opened his mouth almost instinctively, and then a warm current slid down his throat into his stomach. In an instant, he felt an unprecedented sense of comfort surge into his heart, and the hunger disappeared without a trace. He felt strong again.

After Lin Ziyu regained his strength, he sat up, looked at the plush ball and said, "Do you have a name? I can't call you plush ball."

"My name is Fluffy Dumpling."

"Ah!" Lin Ziyu was suddenly stunned, and then burst into laughter: "Hahaha...hahaha...hahaha...just call you Plush Dumpling. Hahaha..." He laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward, even rolling on the ground. "Your name is Plush Dumpling..."

However, at this moment, Lin Ziyu heard a crisp "hum". He looked up and found that the plush ball had run away.

Lin Ziyu's heart sank instantly. He thought to himself, "It's over, it's over, this is terrible. The plush ball is gone, what should I do?" A feeling of helplessness surged in his heart.

So, Lin Ziyu began to call out to the plush ball, "Please come back, plush ball! I was wrong. Please come back, plush ball! I was really wrong..." His voice gradually faded, and finally he was praying silently in his heart. If the plush ball didn't show up, he was afraid his life would be in danger...

Lin Ziyu lay powerlessly on the ground, wondering whether he would wait for the plush ball or the Black and White Impermanence first. He didn't know whether the Black and White Impermanence still existed.

"Boy, wake up, open your mouth..."

Lin Ziyu heard a voice telling him to open his mouth in a daze. He was happy in his heart, knowing that he didn't have to die because the plush ball was here.

After he regained his strength, he looked around and asked obediently, "Fluffy Ball, there's nothing here, how can I grow medicinal herbs?"

"Waiting..."

The plush ball ran away again. Lin Ziyu was startled and immediately stood up and said, "Gentleman, wait for me."

This time, the plush ball stopped and turned around and said, "Wait here, I'll go get something. You can't get through there."

Lin Ziyu waited anxiously for the plush ball, but it didn't take long for it to arrive. It came to Lin Ziyu with a cloth bag in its mouth, put it down, and ran away. After a while, it came back with a small bucket in its mouth. It placed it next to him and said, "Okay, with these things, you can grow medicinal herbs."

Lin Ziyu looked at the things in front of him: a bag of seeds, a small bucket, a book, and a small hoe.

"Fluffy ball, won't you help? I don't know how to grow medicinal herbs?"

“It’s recorded in the book…”

Lin Ziyu carefully picked up the thick book and gently flipped open the pages. A faint scent of ink filled his nostrils. He took a closer look and discovered it was a comprehensive book on "Medicinal Herb Cultivation." Every page was densely packed with the names of various medicinal herbs, along with exquisite illustrations, detailed descriptions, and their specific uses and growth habits.

Lin Ziyu secretly congratulated himself on his photographic memory. He decided to read through the contents of the book and memorize them firmly in his mind. This task seemed easy to him, so he began to read with confidence.

As time passed, Lin Ziyu immersed himself in a sea of knowledge. He meticulously studied the characteristics and requirements of each medicinal herb, diligently understanding its growing environment and care methods. Before he knew it, he had memorized the entire book.

When the last page was turned, Lin Ziyu took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with confidence. He felt ready to begin experimenting with growing these precious medicinal herbs. With great anticipation, he couldn't wait to take action...

Reality taught Lin Ziyu that growing medicinal herbs was no easy task. When he was exhausted, he looked back and realized he had only planted a small plot of land.

"You haven't watered the plants yet?" What a devastating reminder! "Here, this can replenish your energy and keep you from starving to death."

Lin Ziyu saw the bottle in the plush ball's paw, reached out to take it, opened it and saw that it was full. He looked down at the plush ball and said, "How many do you want to eat?"

The plush ball rolled his eyes at him and said, "One pill. Only eat it when you're hungry." He pointed with his paw and said, "There's a book over there. You can read when you're tired." He ran away and turned back halfway to say, "If you take too much of that medicine, you'll die of it."

Ah! Lin Ziyu, who was about to eat two more, was so scared that he almost dropped the bottle.

"Haha...haha...I told you not to laugh at me, but if you take too much medicine, you will really die from overeating." After saying that, he ran away triumphantly.

Lin Ziyu was alone, planting medicinal herbs. When he got tired, he would rest or lie down on the ground to sleep. As time went by, he was not used to it at first and kept complaining. But after slowly adapting, he began to enjoy the fun of planting medicinal herbs, sometimes playing with the plush balls, sometimes quietly reading.

At this time, in the outside world, Mrs. Lin was anxious and crazy because of his disappearance. The reason was that the old man living in Lincheng wanted to take Lin Ziyu back.

That day, Lin Ziyu's father received a message from Lin Ziyu's grandfather, saying that he would send someone to pick Lin Ziyu up and take him back to the Lin family. He asked him to tell Lin Ziyu that his grandfather missed him and asked him to go and keep him company.

Lin Ziyu's father, Lin Cheng, returned to his residence and told his wife about this matter. Mrs. Lin's face changed immediately.

Mrs. Lin said, "Master, Ziyu ran away from home some time ago and hasn't been found yet. What should we do?"

"Send someone to look for him. Humph... if they can't find him, just wait for the old man's wrath!" Lin Cheng said coldly. He glanced at his wife, got up and left.

Arriving in the study, Lin Cheng spoke to the air. "How's that child?"

"Master, Master Ziyu has disappeared from the house. Ying San is guarding there. I'm here to report."

"I understand. You can go back." Lin Cheng said.

The room fell silent. Lin Cheng muttered to himself, "It seems the child's spatial ability has awakened. I just don't know what the accompanying power is."