Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 1 The Scenery in the Eyes of a Gentleman (Please recommend!)

In a jolt, Ron opened his eyes.

He found himself in a carriage, and the scenery outside the window was galloping backwards.

What followed was countless memory fragments, like countless snowflake blades, inserted into his mind one by one!

He suppressed the pain, held his forehead with one hand, covered his mouth with the other, and muffled the painful moan in his mouth.

Rixis Continent...

Human race, orc race, dwarf race, elf race, dwarf race...

Magic...warrior...fighting...

The Seventh Prince of the Human Empire... Ron Andre...

The child of Andrew III and the Orc Fox Maiden...

Because of the many criticisms in the palace, Ron Andre was sent out of the palace by Andre III after he became an adult, and sent to the city of chaos to enjoy his "twilight years"...

At this moment, the carriage that Ron was in was among the caravan heading to Chaos City.

"Through time..." Ron rubbed his temples, and after simply "checking" some shallow memory fragments, he finally understood his current situation.

"In short, it's not being kidnapped, but it's really time-traveling." Ron said to himself, feeling a little unreal.

"Damn! Retribution..." Ron smiled helplessly, "Is this the consequence of staying up late to watch movies?"

He only remembered that he stayed up in the middle of the night to watch anime, and then passed out with a twitch of his head. When he opened his eyes again, he was already sitting in this carriage.

Sure enough, sudden death is one of the more popular methods of time-traveling recently, and it actually made me time-travel just like that! ?

There are still several properties in my family waiting for me to inherit! ! !

In the future, I will be an ordinary charterer. I am either collecting rent or on the way to collect rent every day!

Why did you arrange it for me! ?

I just want to browse Station B every day, watch anime, write some brainless and refreshing essays, occasionally observe the skillful skills of the teachers, hit hard on the Internet, eat fried chicken, and drink happy fat house water.

Life is like this, what more can a husband ask for! ?

Let me know who set it up for me, have to send him a truck full of blades!

Ron cursed a few words in his heart, and then slowly accepted the reality.

After all, he is a ten-year-old bookworm, so he still has some adaptability.

Then a cold voice sounded in his mind——

"It is detected that the host is emotionally stable and in a normal state, and can be bound."

"Binding begins Binding ends."

Ron was down for a moment, and his whole body was shocked: "Damn it!?"

"System?" He tentatively asked in a low voice.

System: "Congratulations to the host for binding the system."

After hearing the system's response and confirming that he was not hallucinating, Ron's expression stabilized a little.

He glanced out the car window and found that the nearest mercenary was five or six meters away, so he was relieved, but he still covered his mouth with his hands and complained softly: "Are you all so overbearing now? You don't even ask." Bind directly? How shameless am I?"

System: "The host can reply directly in his mind without speaking."

"Ahem..." Ron scratched his brow in embarrassment, blushing a little.

System: "This system is a breeding system, which aims to provide seeds and breeding methods of various magical plants, so that the host can become a real plant master."

"Well... Master Plant... Doesn't sound very good..." Ron thought for a while and said in his mind.

When he usually plays games, he basically chooses the type of fighter without brains, and rarely comes into contact with long-distance occupations, let alone "devious ways" like plant masters.

The system completely ignored the host's prejudice, and continued: "The host's information template is being generated..."

The next moment, a transparent, blue fluorescent panel appeared in front of Ron——

System Level: Level 1

Host: Ron Andre

Race: Human/Voxen hybrid

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Occupation: None

Wealth value: 0

【Task】(red dot)

【Backpack】

【shop】

Years of habit made Ron subconsciously click on the [Task] column.

The task list expands——

[Main task] - [Own a flower shop of your own]:

"Specific requirements: Own a flower shop of your own in Chaos City."

"Mission Reward: Seeds and Breeding Methods of Nether Orchid."

Ron finished looking at the system panel expressionlessly, and gave a comment: "This task is too old-fashioned."

System: "Please host to complete the task actively."

"It depends." Ron said perfunctorily, and closed the system panel.

At this time, the carriage gradually stopped.

Ron glanced out the window and found that the carriage was parked in front of a hotel.

The merchants in the two carriages in front got off and walked straight into the hotel.

The mercenaries escorted by the team came to Ron's carriage and respectfully said to Ron in the carriage: "His Royal Highness Ron, the hotel is here. Let's rest here tonight."

Ron got out of the carriage and followed the mercenaries into the hotel. After asking, he found out that this is not the City of Chaos, but a small town on the border of Lensock County in the southeastern part of the Human Race Empire. It is about a day away from the City of Chaos. the distance.

He was placed in a large suite.

The room facilities are very simple, but for this small town, it is already the highest standard of treatment.

The mercenary was still a little apprehensive when he sent Ron upstairs, fearing that Ron would blame him for the shabby room.

Ron didn't know how the original owner's temper was, but he certainly didn't care about it, so he waved his hand and let the mercenary go out.

Ron Andre grew up in the court since he was a child. The mother of the fox girl died of dystocia, and Andre III ignored him on weekdays, and because of his blood, he was ostracized in the court.

So the character of the original owner should be introverted or even timid, maybe there is a little hatred for his father?

Ron hadn't fully absorbed the original owner's memory, and many scattered memory fragments were still lingering in his mind, so he could only guess like this at this time.

Now that he was sent out of the palace, he had no familiar people around him, and the probability of being found to have a different personality before and after was greatly reduced, which also saved him a lot of trouble.

He went to the window and looked out.

It was dusk at this moment, and the afterglow slanted over from the west, reflecting on the faces of passers-by.

This is the territory of the human race, and the roads are basically full of humans, but because it is close to the border of the human race empire, foreigners are not uncommon.

Dwarves and goblins occasionally flashed in the crowd, and Ron was amazed to see them.

Although these two species are low-slung humanoid races, their appearance is very different.

The skin color of the dwarves is similar to that of humans, with thick limbs, lush beards, and ugly appearance.

Goblins have green skin, big ears, hooked noses, piercing voices, and wretched looks.

Ron observed the passing crowd with relish, and finally saw a female elf walking in this direction at the intersection not far away.

The appearance of elves is similar to that of humans, but their faces are more delicate, and they have pointed ears that are different from humans.

Ron admired carefully and nodded secretly.

System: "Trigger daily tasks."

[Daily task] - [lift up the skirt of passer-by elf]:

"Specific requirements: before the passer-by elf leaves the street, lift up her skirt."

"Mission Reward: Completing this mission is the best reward for a gentleman!"

Ron: Meow meow? ? ?

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