The Plant Ran Away!
"Pah! You're the Plant Princess, not the snail princess! You're clearly just a girl, okay?"
A young girl nestled in that supremely pink princess chair, her Shengsheng legs draped over the armrests.
She snorted at the light screen floating in front of her.
Her surname is Mo, and her full name is Mo Wanqing.
My grandfather personally chose my name after scouring Ancient Earth poetry and Classics; it comes from the phrase "Heaven pities the humble grass, and humanity cherishes the late sunshine."
Mo Wanqing didn't like the word "princess".
She wants to be an independent woman.
Independent women!
However, her lofty ambitions were always met with a harsh reality.
Her family is incredibly wealthy.
The Mo Family's assets cannot compare to the Shen Family's, but in terms of power, the Mo Family's influence in the Alliance military and Parliament far surpasses that of the Shen Family.
Her grandfather was a retired General, her eldest uncle was the current Speaker, and her second aunt was the Interstellar Academy of Sciences.
Although her father seemed the most unambitious, only interested in planting flowers and growing plants, he held the mining rights to three Resource Planets, making money faster than she spent it.
She was raised like a princess at home, with the best of everything in terms of food, clothing, and daily necessities. Even this supreme pink princess chair was custom-made by Interstellar Top Designer that her father specially commissioned.
It is said to be made of a rare material that can automatically adjust to comfort; one chair is enough to buy a Medium Spaceship.
But Mo Wanqing didn't like the word "princess"; she wanted to be an independent woman.
But unfortunately, her family didn't care what she thought at all.
Money is deposited into her account precisely on time every month.
She returned the money, then doubled it back the next day, along with a voice message from her father, his tone so loving it gave you goosebumps. "My dear daughter, if you don't have enough, just tell Dad. Don't deprive yourself."
She retreated again, and her grandfather called her personally; his powerful voice made her eardrums buzz.
"Little Wanqing! If you're not going to spend Grandpa's money, who do you want to leave it to? Think it's not enough? Grandpa'll add another zero for you!"
Mo Wanqing was in despair.
Every morning when she opens her eyes, her account is filled with an inexhaustible amount of Star Coins, and before she goes to bed at night, another amount is added.
Living like this for too long can lead to depression.
She posted, and the comments were all "Versailles," "The princess is here to inspect the people's conditions again," and "I want to experience your suffering too."
No one understood her.
Not a single one.
Now, Mo Wanqing's last shred of strength is the word "princess." Although the place she lives in is indeed a princess-style palace, with pointed towers, crystal chandeliers, and a balcony covered with flowers, she is really not a princess!
I'm speaking up today because there are so many people here, and it seems like there might even be some divine intervention. I'm hoping that someone, or some divine being, might see this and offer some answers.
Unfortunately, there was no one there.
Mo Wanqing kept tapping to save the photos, and the username of the account that posted the pictures looked somewhat familiar.
He looks a bit like one of her childhood friends.
Speaking of that woman surnamed Shen, it's all her fault for running away too quickly back then, which made her family wary, causing her to fail to run away and become independent, leaving her lying here sponging off her parents.
"Bang bang--bang bang--"
The neighbors next door have started again.
"Here we go again!"
Mo Wanqing grabbed the pink noise-canceling earplugs from the Sofa next to her and shoved them into her ears.
There's a plant locked up in the next room.
That's right, plants.
Logically speaking, plants should just grow quietly in their pots; they don't need to be kept in captivity, nor is it worth keeping them in captivity.
They don't have legs, so where can they run to?
But the one Mo Wanqing locked up really did grow legs.
Not only did it grow legs, but sometimes it would also sprout hands.
When its two legs emerged from the root system under the flowerpot, they were two tender white legs that made a pattering sound when it ran, and it wasn't slow at all.
As for the hand, it grew out of thin air next to the leaf stalk.
It's thin, green, and has all five fingers. It can knock on doors, turn doorknobs, and even raise its middle finger.
When Mo Wanqing first saw it, she almost fell off the princess chair.
If an ordinary person were to witness such a scene, they would probably be so frightened that they would move out overnight. However, she was, after all, the eldest daughter of the Mo Family, and she had seen quite a few strange and unusual things since she was a child.
After the Gods' Revival, she saw everything from talking cats and flying flowers to potted plants that could water themselves.
In comparison, a plant that has grown legs and arms doesn't seem so unacceptable.
Speaking of that plant, it was bought for Mo Wanqing by her Mo Naihe, as a birthday gift.
Mo Naihe knew that his younger sister had loved Moth Orchids since she was a child, and she had all kinds of varieties.
So this time, he went to great lengths, asking around to find a small shop in a remote star sector, where he found an extremely rare Moth Orchid.
According to the shop manager there, he had recently dug it up on an Abandoned Planet; the root system was intact and the condition was excellent.
Without hesitation Mo Naihe bought it.
When the potted plant was delivered to Mo Wanqing, it looked exactly like a regular Moth Orchid.
The lush green leaves are thick and full, and the purple and white petals, like butterflies about to take flight, rest on the slender flower stems.
For some reason, this one looks more beautiful and more precious than the other Moth Orchids.
Mo Wanqing placed it in the Greenhouse next to her bedroom, together with other Moth Orchids.
Everything was fine at first.
That Moth Orchid sat on the flower stand, growing leaves and blooming as it pleased, so perfectly well-behaved.
Mo Wanqing posted pictures of it several times in her posts, with captions like "My new little baby, isn't it beautiful?" Surprisingly, there were no comments criticizing her for the Versailles-like appearance; instead, everyone praised the flower's beauty.
But suddenly, it started to act strangely.
Mo Wanqing remembered the exact time clearly; it was the day the world jumped directly from autumn to spring.
Her flowers started acting strangely.
One night, she got up to get a drink of water and passed by the Greenhouse. She heard a rustling sound coming from inside. She pushed open the door and saw that the Moth Orchid was strolling on the flower stand with its two tender white stems that had grown out of nowhere.
Walk from one end to the other, and then walk back from the other end to this end.
Mo Wanqing invited professionals from the Interstellar Plant Research Institute to take a look, and they gave a very official conclusion:
"It's probably a mutation caused by seasonal imbalances. The flower is still a flower, but its shape has changed... uh, altered."
This is practically a variant!
But this plant was, after all, a birthday gift from my brother; it was not only expensive, but also came with a lot of sentiment.
After thinking it over, Mo Wanqing decided to continue raising the child.
She replaced the flowerpot with a sturdier one and reinforced the lock on the Greenhouse door.
Mo Wanqing was nestled in the princess chair, covering her ears with earplugs, when she suddenly realized there was no sound. Puzzled, she removed the earplugs and waited a moment, but still there was no response.
Why did things quiet down so quickly today?
Normally it would last at least half an hour, but today it was over after just starting?
Did I run out of energy?
She stood up, walked to the door of the adjacent Greenhouse, and pressed the access control switch.
The door opened.
Mo Wanqing stood at the doorway, her mouth slightly open.
The wall in the Greenhouse that she had covered with pink nebula wallpaper was gone. Sunlight streamed in, and the wind howled through, making the petals of her other normal Moth Orchids tremble.
Oh no, her plants have run away!