A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

Shi Yu straightened up and met Renn's questioning gaze.

He said very frankly, "Old man, I'm really not a spy. It was the sea buckthorn that told me. It said it was about to drown."

Seeing that the other party's expression softened, he pressed his advantage and continued to bluff.

"You might not believe it, but when I was fifteen, I accidentally bumped my head and inexplicably heard two trees arguing by the roadside."

At first, I thought it was just my imagination and didn't take it seriously. Later, I discovered that I could communicate with plants.

The plants all say that I smell like humans from Earth, and they like me very much.

They even taught me how to grow vegetables, and I followed their instructions and actually grew some.

His words were half true and half false, they could withstand scrutiny, and there was nothing wrong with them.

Ryan was a well-read man; he had read many books about strange and unusual events and was very knowledgeable.

He could see through the tricks and schemes of those who deceived insects at a glance, so how could he be easily fooled by them?

Despite the seemingly sincere smile on the other person's face and the feigned sincerity in his eyes, Renn knew exactly what was going on.

This kid likes to play tricks; he can't hide his little schemes at all.

"You can really hear the sounds of plants? Then tell me, why don't they want to reproduce?"

Shi Yu was immediately stumped by the question.

The smile that had been on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a troubled expression.

His brows furrowed, and his eyes began to dart around.

No matter how hard he racked his brains, he still couldn't figure it out.

Left with no other choice, Shi Yu could only slowly walk toward the cactus placed in the corner.

This cactus is growing crookedly, with sparse thorns, and looks somewhat listless.

Shi Yu walked up to it, squatted down, and brought his head close to the cactus, pretending to listen to it speak.

He muttered to himself, "Oh, it's too damp here, you don't like it? Okay, I'll find you a better spot..."

Actually, he was just deliberately stalling for time.

But the reasons he came up with were so flimsy that even he himself found them weak.

Renn observed coldly from the side.

Seeing Shi Yu's seemingly genuine expression, his face, which had been as gloomy as before a storm, gradually brightened.

His gaze changed; it was as if he were looking at a rare treasure, his eyes filled with surprise and anticipation.

With a gentle wave of his hand, he removed the barrier he had built with his mental power.

He burst into hearty laughter, "Haha... Could this be the legendary vegetable-growing celestial body? Our Zerg race is saved!"

Shi Yu squatted next to the cactus, his lips twitching.

Just then, he heard Raine say the word "Zerg," and it was as if a lightning bolt struck his mind, a flash of inspiration appearing in his head.

He suddenly stood up, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Grandpa, I know why vegetable yields are low. We have pheromones on us, and the plants are terrified of the insects, so they dare not flower or bear fruit."

"Did they tell you this themselves?"

Ryan was skeptical of his words. "But you also have pheromones on you, so why aren't they afraid of you?"

"They said they liked me a lot and felt especially close to me."

Shi Yu stood in front of the old man and launched into another spiel of flowery rhetoric.

His lips opened and closed, and words flowed out of his mouth like a gentle stream.

He described the plants' preferences vividly, gesturing wildly as if every word he spoke was an irrefutable truth.

"Grandpa, let's transplant the plants to an open space and let them grow freely."

Shi Yu didn't want to see his fellow villagers dragging their half-crippled bodies, barely clinging to life.

He reached out and gently touched the plant's leaves.

Feeling their faint signs of life, my heart ached with a bittersweet feeling.

When moving the plants, he carefully recalled their growing environment and thought about solutions.

Like a dedicated doctor, wholeheartedly treating the plants' wounds and helping them escape their suffering.

Seeing that Shi Yu was doing a good job, the last bit of doubt in Renn's mind gradually dissipated.

I brought out a brand new notebook to record Shi Yu's plant care process and the things to pay attention to.

The pen scratched across the paper, as if writing down the hopes for the future of the Zerg.

Renn's eyes shone brightly.

He had a premonition that this would be the biggest breakthrough in crop cultivation technology in the history of the Zerg.

Shi Yu ran back and forth several times, and when he was really hungry, he shamelessly asked the old man for food.

When he saw the two bottles of nutrient solution in the old man's hand, the smile on his face became somewhat forced.

He grinned, trying to make his voice sound as natural as possible.

The question was asked, "Do you usually drink nutritional supplements?"

Raine forcefully shoved the nutrient solution into his hand, a hint of wariness in his eyes.

With a stern face, he scolded, "You're lucky to have anything to drink, why are you being so picky?"

The sweet potatoes are for seed saving; they're like my children, and you can forget about taking them.

After saying that, he glared at Shi Yu, warning him not to have any improper thoughts.

Shi Yu assured him, "Don't be nervous, I won't hurt your child."

The old man was stubborn but soft-hearted, and he specially brought two bottles of nutrient solution.

He raised his hand and offered it to the Tataro, his voice slightly hoarse.

Here, have some energy.

Tataro paused for a moment, then quickly stepped forward, took the nutrient solution with both hands, and a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

Shi Yu unscrewed the bright green nutrient solution, tilted his head back, and poured in the sticky liquid.

Although his stomach quickly felt full, his heart felt as if a piece was missing, leaving him feeling empty.

My thoughts drifted away, and Chris's handsome yet somewhat unruly face appeared in my mind.

What is he doing now?

Thinking of Chris, Shi Yu felt as if a kitten was scratching at his heart, making him feel itchy and a little sour.

Shi Yu sighed, staring at the empty bottle in his hand. The transparent bottle seemed to reflect Chris's figure.

His heart began to race; he desperately wanted to talk to Chris and hear his voice.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Ryan sitting not far away, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Sir, do you have a communicator?"

Renn frowned, his tone somewhat impatient.

"No, I don't want to be bothered by any insects."

Shi Yu was not about to believe it so easily. He took two steps forward and stared intently into the old man's eyes.

He pressed further, "Then where did you get your nutrient solution?"

Ryan rolled his eyes at him. "The bugs will be delivered at the end of the month. Why are you asking this?"

Tataro, standing nearby, noticed Shi Yu's disappointment.

He opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "In order not to expose our identities, we did not carry any communicators, and the communication equipment on the aircraft was also destroyed."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yu slowly closed his eyes, a sharp, aching pain instantly rising within him.