Blue Star, future world.
With the intention of heading home after meeting her, Wu Chu arrived at the agreed-upon café, ordered a coffee, and sat by the window with his chin propped on his hand, gazing at the long-missed bustling traffic outside.
"Wu Chu!"
It was a familiar voice—he had heard it just yesterday.
He turned around and saw a valiant-looking girl with short hair standing before him.
"Officer Han?!"
She was the young policewoman whose "friend" wanted to get a nose job.
Primordial World. Wu Chu summoned the Little Flower Fairies into his immortal gourd realm and had them clear paddy fields to plant the five grains.
"Want to make money? Then come farm!"
"With the great flood continuing, the Human Clan's life will definitely be difficult. The Heavenly Court will surely find a way to help the Human Clan through this crisis, and when the time comes, they'll definitely buy our grain..."
"Eh?"
The Little Flower Fairies were instantly dumbfounded, their eyes widening.
One of them said, "Senior A Chu, aren't you also a Dao Venerable appointed by the Heavenly Court? Shouldn't we be distributing grain to the common people for free?"
Wu Chu coughed lightly. "Give it away for free? That's what the Heavenly Court should do. We can donate some, but we can't donate all of it! If we take the lead in giving everything away, what will everyone else do? Donate alongside us? Then who would still be willing to farm?"
Although the Little Flower Fairies did not quite understand, they nodded along anyway.
Wu Chu waved a hand. "Come on! Plant crops across this entire Heavenly Gourd Realm."
After saying that, Wu Chu left the Heavenly Gourd Realm and linked up with Hao through the Great Dao.
"Senior Brother, what is it?"