UFO Seed

Zhu Huan looked up at the sky. That white, gaseous world was almost within reach.

But a distance visible to the naked eye was still impossibly far on the scale of the void.

It was like a passing giant, his strong, powerful legs striding through the grass, yet never noticing a single blade of grass stuck to his trousers.

Zhu Huan was not too disheartened.

Compared with those who had died in all kinds of accidents and mishaps, he felt he had already received Lord Yao's favor.

At least.

He looked beside him. Tiny long-tailed creatures swam around him one after another, like a school of fish.

They looked like grass seeds, with fluffy whiskers growing from their bodies, like dandelions that had lost most of their down. Those whiskers were their flying tails, supporting them as they floated and glided.

These little lives were extremely fragile. A light pinch or a step would kill them, but they possessed all the essential traits of life. They needed food, felt joy and fear, communicated with one another, and also grew and declined.

Now Zhu Huan could even hear their whispers.

"Today's upper-level air is really nice. It tastes sweet."

"If you go down closer to the ground, there's some rough, sandy dust mixed in. It's got a lot of chew to it, and the texture is really rich."

"The wind in the canyon is still the best. It sounds good and tastes good."

"Why is Lord Zhu Huan unhappy today?"

"Lord Zhu Huan is always unhappy."

"True."

"Then let's go serve Lord Zhu Huan!"

"Okay, go, everyone!"

Then they swam back and forth around Zhu Huan, trying to massage him with their soft, fluffy tails, chanting, "Lord Zhu Huan, we love you."

But this meant nothing to Zhu Huan.

He was