"What is that thing?!"
"I've heard about it! Someone made a contract with a flower!"
"A flower? That's so ugly! How can it look like that?!"
"It even carries a flowerpot with it, and it's so flashy!"
"How can it compete with mutated beasts? How can it fight? One snip of scissors and it's done for."
"Flowers should be able to breathe fragrance, right? Yes, that's right!"
"If even flowers can be bound by contracts, I wonder when the mimosa on my windowsill will truly blush at me?"
"I think the pitcher plant I'm raising has fallen deeply in love with me."
Next to Cheng Anlang was a seat reserved for mutated beasts. These seats were all different, varying in size and shape. For example, the seats for those that swam in the water were pools of water, while those that flew in the sky had perches. Based on the uploaded data of the mutated beasts, the perches were also of various types. The seats for those that ran on the ground were also equipped with different environments according to the habits of various mutated beasts.
Cheng Dahua's seat is a vat filled with a pre-mixed, slightly moist substrate. It is described as a vat because the flowerpot is so big. Perhaps the staff had never designed a seat for the flower before, so they put a large vat in case of any problems. The vat is so big that you could turn Cheng Dahua upside down and put your head inside it.
Cheng Anlang couldn't tell how the substrate was prepared, but it was definitely better than his, and it even had a slightly astringent aroma. There was also a water dispenser next to the tank to monitor the substrate's temperature, humidity, and permeability at any time.
Cheng Anlang: This is so professional...
Cheng Anlang suspected that the staff had cleaned up the fully automatic hydroponic system in the canteen's vegetable garden and moved it over. It was engraved with the canteen's logo and followed by the phrase "Healthy Ecological Garden, Your Backyard Garden".
Cheng Anlang asked Cheng Dahua, "Should I put you in this situation?"
Cheng Dahua leaned over to take a look, shook her head, and then nodded.
Cheng Anlang: "Are you going or not?"
Cheng Dahua stretched out her leaves and pointed to the flowerpot. The two leaves looked like they were lifting a basin of air and placing it into the jar.
Cheng Anlang thought for a moment: "You don't mean to put the golden flowerpot in along with it, do you...?"
"Aww!"
Cheng Dahua nodded happily.
Cheng Anlang's eyebrow twitched: "The flowerpot shouldn't get corroded, right...? Even a little corrosion would waste a lot of money..."
Cheng Anlang pinch
I took a small amount of the substrate, looked at it, smelled it, and observed it carefully.
There shouldn't be anything strange inside...
He picked up the shovel he had prepared and dug a large hole in the center, put the flowerpot and roots in it together, and then flattened it.
Those around him were puzzled: "What is he doing? Why did he put the flowerpot in as well? What's the point...?"
"Is this what they call gold buried in the ground...?"
"This is too extravagant! Is gold meant to be used for such ostentatious displays?"
Cheng Anlang ignored everyone else's stares and fed a small strip of meat to Cheng Dahua.
Time passed slowly, and gradually all the people arrived, making the atmosphere in the arena increasingly heated.
The opening ceremony officially began.
Several school leaders, Zhang Mingyu, Yu Ya, and Shen Rui were seated on the high platform of the arena.
There was nothing wrong with Zhang Mingyu sitting there, but he had to sit there anyway.
The school leaders gave a speech first, followed by a few words from the sponsor, Yu Ya.
After Yu Ya finished speaking, it was the guest's turn. After the guest finished speaking, it was the contestant's turn and his mutated beast.
The contestant was represented by Shen Rui, who was holding Ya Ya in his arms. As for why it wasn't Zhang Mingyu, it was because he was lazy, and Ya Ya thoroughly enjoyed being the center of attention on the high platform, so Shen Rui took over.
Shen Rui, holding the manuscript written for him by his subordinate, spoke with great passion, occasionally interjecting with the "quack quack quack" of ducks, pushing the atmosphere of the arena to another climax.
Another barrage of comments appeared: "The entire Star Alliance is completely controlled by these three families."
"Zhang Mingyu is so handsome..."
"Ahhh, Mommy Duck loves you!"
"Yu Ya! My princess! Mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah!"
Zhang Mingyu sat leisurely on the high platform, his gaze wandering as he looked towards Cheng Anlang at the back of the crowd.
Cheng Anlang was also looking at him. In an instant, their eyes met. It was as if an invisible barrier separated the people around them, leaving only them looking at each other.
Zhang Mingyu was prepared for Cheng Anlang to look away as before, pretending that the two of them did not know each other.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Anlang smiled at him across the crowd.
Zhang Mingyu was stunned...
The cheers of the crowd and Shen Rui's speech were mixed together and indistinct. The cheering crowd seemed to have turned into a blurry halo, and all that remained in my eyes was Cheng Anlang's fleeting smile.
How could he suddenly...?
Before Zhang Mingyu could figure it out, a large shadow suddenly loomed in front of him, jolting him awake. He instinctively looked down and saw Ya Ya had collapsed in front of the table, marking the end of Chen Rui's speech.
“You…” Zhang Mingyu quickly looked up at Cheng Anlang, but Cheng Anlang was already looking elsewhere.