Reborn as Blue Silver Grass! Plants Eat Skewers Too!

Ye Yang slept uneasily, feeling chilled all over.

"Huh? Wait! Didn't I get burned to death trying to put out a wildfire while I was out on a spring excursion?"

Ye Yang remembered something and hurriedly opened his eyes.

Before him lay a lush patch of grass, dotted with scattered sunlight.

Overhead, thick branches and leaves of all kinds formed a verdant forest.

He was lying flat on the ground, with countless blades of grass crisscrossing before him and swaying in the wind.

Leaves and tall grass blocked the sunlight, and Ye Yang was practically wedged against the ground. No wonder he felt cold.

He tried to get up, only to find it difficult. It was as if he had been tied to the ground.

A minute later, he finally understood what had happened.

Fuck!

I've been reborn.

And the worst part is, I've been reborn as a blade of grass!

Being reborn after death should have been cause for celebration.

But I'm just a blade of grass.

Holy fucking shit!

The more Ye Yang thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help cursing again.

He had checked himself carefully. He was no hidden pearl covered in dust; his roots were those of an utterly ordinary blade of wild grass!

Still, something felt familiar.

His pale blue leaves had faint silvery-white veins running down their centers, giving him a delicate, frail appearance.

He looked a little familiar. He had seen something like this in an animated series.

"This... looks like... Blue Silver Grass from Douluo?"

"I've transmigrated to the Douluo World!?"

In this world, many plants could absorb Soul Power and cultivate too.

Some plants could break through the hundred-thousand-year mark and even become Ferocious Beasts over 200,000 years old!

They were unbelievably powerful!

But Ye Yang was an exception.

"I'm the most ordinary fucking Blue Silver Grass, not Tang San's Martial Soul or his mom, the Blue Silver Emperor!"

Ye Yang wanted to throw his head back and roar at the heavens.

But he couldn't.

He couldn't even control his few leaves enough to make them sway.

The grass around him was taller and thicker than he was.

It left him living in the shadows, able to receive only the dappled sunlight and sparse rain and dew that made it through the gaps between their blades.

His roots were also being squeezed by the roots of the other grass.

They could only huddle together and cling to a thin patch of soil, struggling to survive.

Fuck! This is so stifling!

I'd be better off dead than reborn in this fucking state!

I can't accept this!

One day, I'll take your territory, absorb your sunlight and rain and dew, and even suck you all dry!

[Ding! Detected a host with a powerful will and an unyielding heart, suitable for binding to this system. Binding in progress...]

Just then, a mechanical voice rang out in Ye Yang's mind.

Uh, has the almighty system arrived?

After a moment of stunned silence, Ye Yang was overjoyed.

[...Binding complete! Double Skill Copying System activated!]

The mechanical voice rang out again, and Ye Yang instantly felt something new in his mind.

Double Skill Copying System?

With a thought, his personal page appeared in his mind:

Host: Ye Yang

Roots: Blue Silver Grass

Cultivation: 0.12 years (sprouted 35 days ago)

Bloodline: Level 0.01 (the most fragile living creature on the continent)

Spirit: 49.9 (souls accumulated over two lives as a human, the limit for an ordinary person, peak Spirit Origin Realm)

Talent: Double copying of target skills (consumes points), assisted devouring (points can be consumed to increase speed)

Points: 0 (copy target skills, assist devouring)

Evolution points: 0 (increase physical plant strength and bloodline level; level 80 Blue Silver King, level 100 Blue Silver Emperor, level 1000 Blue Silver Divine Emperor)

Spirit points: 0 (indicates soul strength and Spirit level)

Soul Power points: 0 (increase cultivation, convert one-tenth of a target's Soul Power for personal use)

Soul Bones: None

Soul Skills: None

Treasures: None

The personal page was comprehensive and detailed, and Ye Yang understood it at a glance.

Yet for all its detail, it was still a completely "three-nothings" product.

Looking at the string of zeroes and "nones," Ye Yang felt helpless and anxious.

Fuck, there's not much difference between having a system and not having one.

I'm missing the most important thing: startup capital!

"System, you're just an empty shell. I..."

Before Ye Yang could finish, he heard the system notification again:

[Ding! In view of the host's current circumstances, one newbie gift package has been issued, awarding the host 100 startup points.]

Hearing about the system points, Ye Yang let out a long breath.

Although 100 points weren't much, they at least gave him a foundation to keep his head down and develop.

He could clearly feel thirty-six grass roots beneath him, like thirty-six legs.

They were covered in countless rootlets as fine as down, like countless little mouths absorbing water and nutrients.

But both his main roots and his downy rootlets were tangled up in hundreds and thousands of other grass roots.

It made him feel stifled, as though he had been bound hand and foot.

He was only 35 days old and still a tender sprout. Naturally, he couldn't compete with the other Blue Silver Grass and weeds.

The main use of points was to copy skills, but he had no plans to do that now, nor did he have a target to copy.

Right now, he was going to devour those fucking roots!

"System, how much energy can one point devour?"

[Ding! In response to the host, each point allows devouring for 10 breaths.]

Ten breaths came to about 40 seconds.

Not bad.

It was just that Ye Yang still didn't know how strong his devouring ability was.

As a plant, he had some ability to devour, more or less.

Ye Yang still remembered Tang Ya, the last sect master of the Tang Sect in Douluo 2: Peerless Tang Sect.

Her Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul had awakened Blue Silver Grass's dark attribute, greatly strengthening its devouring ability.

"System, spend one point and strengthen my devouring skill!"

[Ding! Consuming 1 point to strengthen the devouring skill...]

As the system spoke, the 100 in Ye Yang's points field changed to 99 in an instant.

A countdown also appeared before his eyes, displaying 10.

About six seconds later, it changed to 9.

Ye Yang was pleasantly surprised. The ten breaths the system had mentioned might have referred to the breathing of the Douluo Continent's natives.

Because there was Soul Power in the air, even ordinary people who weren't Soul Masters should have had stronger bodies than people on Earth, with slower, longer breaths and longer lifespans.

Ten breaths should have been one minute.

I've gained another 20 seconds!

Ye Yang was savoring the thought when his downy rootlets brought him the long-missed delicious taste of nutrients!

The taste came from none other than the other grass roots tangled around him!

Devour!

Ye Yang recalled the pleasure of days gone by, holding meat skewers, seafood and crayfish in both hands, drinking beer and eating skewers.

[Ding! Congratulations, host. Initial devouring complete. Soul Power points absorbed: 0.0001 + 0.0001 +...]

The system's voice sounded again.

The data showed that he absorbed very little energy each time.

But the frequency was so high that, in an instant, countless zeroes were flashing through his mind.

He discovered to his delight that it was those rootlets that were absorbing energy.

Although there were only thirty-six main roots, each just a few inches long,

hundreds and thousands of tiny rootlets branched out from them in every direction!

Now, every single tiny rootlet brought him 0.0001 Soul Power points every second.

Only a little over seven seconds had passed when he discovered that the Soul Power points accumulated in the background had already reached one.

By his rough calculations, he should have had 1,300 downy rootlets.

It was like a leg covered in leg hair.

Amid the pleasure of devouring, a minute quickly passed.

[Ding! Congratulations, host. Accumulated Soul Power points have reached 100. You can upgrade to a 1-year Soul Beast. Upgrade?]

Just then, the system's voice suddenly rang out.

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