A little girl at a magic school, she's a goofy troublemaker who can do anything.

The Nerve Flower is classified as a "strange plant" in the Encyclopedia of Magical Plants. The description states that it was created and cultivated by a botanical magician who couldn't stand being alone.

The original intention was simply to cultivate talking magical plants to alleviate people's loneliness and provide companionship when needed. In short, it was created by bored humans.

Unfortunately, as it was cultivated, the direction went astray. This neurological plant grew more and more unruly, and in turn, it needed humans to coax it. This caused the original founder to suffer from neurasthenia, and he angrily called it "neural".

Further down the introduction, sure enough, this bored botanical magician was once a student of Obsidian Academy.

Li Wenyin looked at the Encyclopedia of Magical Plants with great interest, resting her chin on her hand, and turned to the next page.

Although this flower is indeed sick, it can truly understand human thought and language, and can communicate with it almost without any obstacles. Each plant also has a different personality and its own emotions.

Compared to ordinary plants or even animals, it is somewhat closer to the human concept of "life".

Putting everything else aside, judging solely from the results of this research and cultivation, this botanical magician is truly a genius for endowing plants with human-like consciousness.

Li Wenyin was engrossed in her book, enjoying the peaceful moment, while the others were in an uproar, causing chaos and confusion.

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After returning from the student hall where the lottery was held, the neurotic flower kept shouting that it shouldn't leave the handsome guy's embrace.

Otherwise, it will scream, go crazy, and die in front of them.

There was nothing they could do, so the three boys took turns holding the flowerpot, silently enduring the swaying, nerve-wracking flower waving its leaves and reaching out to caress their cheeks as if taking advantage of the situation.

It's true what they say, in this life, I was teased by a flower.

Qin Guanyu felt good. He was a bit too indulgent towards people, things, and plants. He basically coaxed the neurotic flower patiently and tolerated all its willfulness.

The neurotic flower complained of thirst, so Qin Guanyu took out his magic wand and cast a water spell, carefully controlling the amount of water, watering it as if it were a gentle rain.

The neurotic flower cried out that it was no longer beautiful or vibrant, but Qin Guanyu praised it for its beauty without reservation and carefully wiped its petals.

This left the others completely stunned.

"No wonder people always say that loving someone is like growing flowers," Li Wenyin praised. "Junior, I'm entrusting you with the main responsibility of comforting my emotions."

Qin Guanyu nodded with a smile.

Mu Feng looked horrified and found it hard to believe that Qin Guanyu's social skills could be so perfectly applied to flowers.

Qin Guanyu can chat with any plant or animal that can speak, and even touch those that can't.

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Pei Yuan wasn't so comfortable with it. The crazy flower was laughing and jokingly calling out, "Come play with me, little brother~", which gave Pei Yuan goosebumps.

When it was his turn to interact with the Nerve Flower, he always seemed awkward and uncomfortable with the Nerve Flower's leaves, feeling somewhat forced into prostitution.

Li Wenyin and Mu Feng chattered on and on.

"What's wrong with Senior Pei Yuan?"

The quick-witted Mu Feng guessed, "She's shy. The young lady is too enthusiastic, she can't handle it."

"Ah... I see." Li Wenyin suddenly realized.

Pei Yuan felt their idea was utterly absurd.

"Are you all crazy? Who's shy around a flower?"

They all stared at him silently.

Then they both looked away, making a "I know but I won't say" look on their faces, which was so cheeky that Pei Yuan wanted to rush over and knock them both on the head.

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As they walked back from the student hall, carrying the "Neurotic Flower," they attracted the attention of many students.

For various reasons, they had become accustomed to the feeling of being the center of attention. Except for Yu Zhiyuan, who was terrified and kept walking on the far side, the others didn't care much.

The focus now is on this messy, neurotic flower.

The neurotic flower insisted on being held by the handsome guy. Li Wenyin took the opportunity to go to the library, borrowed a book, and went back to the classroom to read it, thinking about how to take care of the neurotic flower and stabilize its life value.

And so, that scene unfolded: in a classroom, Li Wenyin and Yu Zhiyuan were peacefully reading, while the others were thrown into chaos and confusion.

"Waaaaah, I am the princess of the great Flower Kingdom, are you my prince?" The neurotic flower cried out pitifully, with a melodious and sorrowful sadness, as her health suddenly dropped from 91 to 74.

Pei Yuan's eyelids twitched: "I am, right?" So what if he's his young lady now?

"Ahhh, I want to sing! Ahhh, I want to dance!"

"..." Mu Feng looked at it with a troubled expression. "It's possible, but please keep your voice down, okay? I'm going deaf."

Make the Neurotic Flower sing, Mu Feng agrees, the Neurotic Flower's health increases to 85. Don't let the Neurotic Flower sing loudly, Mu Feng disagrees, the Neurotic Flower's health decreases to 75.

This flower's free and resolute attitude—willing to die or live as it pleases—is truly enviable.

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Meanwhile, on the other side...

Li Wenyin closed the book with a sense of lingering satisfaction.

"It's amazing. If my plants could have their own consciousness, I wouldn't need to arrange them myself."

At that time, all Li Wenyin needs to do is place a row of small carts at the end and protect her fresh and delicious brain.

After observing the three tormented and listless boys with an air of detachment, Mu turned back and asked, "Does senior have any thoughts?"

"The book says that the neurotic flower will have a need every few minutes, either it needs to eat and drink, it needs to take a bath, or it is bored and wants someone to play with it. If no one pays attention to it, it will start to act strangely on its own."

Li Wenyin gave a brief explanation, then tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"This reminds me of a talking cat named Tom."

"What is that?" Mu asked again.

Yu Zhiyuan also looked over with curiosity.

Li Wenyin explained, "When I used to enjoy being a mother to all things, I took care of a cat that was always causing trouble, and the situation was somewhat similar."

"There are cats like this?" Yu Zhiyuan asked softly. "So, Li Wenyin, you have experience with them."

Li Wenyin chuckled, "My experience is that you can't spoil it; a few slaps will make it behave."

She confidently gave a thumbs up.

Whether it's humans, animals, or plants, there are rare little creatures that are incredibly difficult to deal with, extremely annoying, and impossible to handle. At the very top of this pyramid, at the top of the food chain, there is often one species that firmly holds the top position.

Those are human brats.

Monkeys on Mount Emei, seagulls on the beach, geese in the countryside—these animals that give adults headaches are often managed to be tamed by mischievous children.

Li Wenyin pondered that it was only because the Nerve Flower and Nerve Grass were rare and precious magical plants in this world that they hadn't suffered at the hands of naughty children, allowing them to be so rampant.

It's okay, Lai Man-yin is a real troublemaker!

Most people wouldn't stoop to argue with a flower, but Li Wenyin is shameless.

Her idea sounded particularly absurd, and Mu glanced at her silently, unable to tell whether Li Wenyin was joking or serious.

After all, Li Wenyin had suggested that a seven-year-old child directly challenge a fourth-grade student, so it's not surprising that she had other ideas.

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"Senior, when you were in the Monster Forest, did you encounter any particularly troublesome monsters?"

Li Wenyin, using the constant complaints from Mu Feng and Pei Yuan as background music, chatted with Yu Zhiyuan and Mu again.

Yu Zhiyuan pondered for a moment: "Most magical beasts are friendly, but there are indeed some that are quite wild."

"How would you deal with this kind of monster, senior?" Li Wenyin asked.

Yu Zhiyuan: "The whip, Teacher Wuya gave me a specially made animal taming whip, which inspired some of my skills. Under normal circumstances... I won't use it, but I will use it in case of emergency."

Whipping...

Those few words, spoken so casually, made Li Wenying's young heart tremble violently.

Her eyes lit up as she remembered something and asked, "Hey, senior, last time you took care of Chen Ju and his gang while wearing the invisibility cloak, didn't you use the beast-taming whip?"

Yu Zhiyuan: "Mm."

Yu Zhiyuan hesitated and considered for a long time before whipping the demon beast, but if the target of her whipping was a human, Yu Zhiyuan would not hesitate at all.

Muyou: "..."

He may appear quiet, reserved, and composed, but he could actually be a potential dangerous individual.

Upon hearing this, Li Wenyin looked pained and said, "Why reward him?"

"?" Mu You still kept her gaze on Li Wenyin.

This one is still the most dangerous.

After thinking alone for a long time, Li Wenyin took out her notebook and started writing and drawing, quickly creating a large number of battle plans that only she could understand.

"I've got a solution. It will allow us to spend these five days cultivating the plant safely, ensuring the high vitality of the nerve flower so we can win the competition, without causing our seniors to suffer from mental exhaustion."

Hearing those words from afar, Mu Feng looked over as if he had met a savior.

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Oakyard Team 218, the "Five-Day Cultivation" project is to cultivate Neural Grass.

Or rather, it's a neurotic plant that Yu Lanxie has to cultivate all by himself.

Even before the competition started, he had been making wild and boastful claims everywhere, saying things like he didn't need any help, his teammates were just a burden, and he was strong on his own while the rest of them were just a bunch of trash.

Now, with all his teammates gone, Yu Lanxie is left alone to face the indecisive and incessantly chattering neurotic grass 24/7.

Is there ever a moment when you regret your past arrogance and overconfidence?

No, Yu Lanxie would be stubborn and refuse to admit it.

Even if the apocalypse comes, he still has to be arrogant and fearless, with zombies kneeling down and bowing down in submission.

Therefore, Yu Lanxie now has to raise this neurotic grass all by himself.

"I really envy you humans who have experienced warmth and freedom."

"Some grasses died three years ago, but were not buried until ten years later."

"My friend, I hope you never understand this kind of pain."

"Haha, the reflection of myself in the mirror is both crying and laughing, laughing."

Yu Lanxie: "..."

What's wrong?

At first glance, the nerve grass looks like a clump of lush, thick grass with a thin tip topped with a chattering mouth.

This wretched grass calls itself the "Melancholy Grass," and it often sighs and speaks in a profound and unfathomable way about the passing of spring and the coming of autumn. If Yu Lanxie doesn't respond to its sadness for a while, its life points continue to decrease.

During the "five-day cultivation" period, Yu Lanxie still had to attend public classes as usual and eat and live normally, so he had to keep this neurotic plant that never sleeps 24 hours a day with him.

Yu Lanxie disliked some of the teachers of general education courses. When he walked into the classroom carrying the "Neurotic Grass," one of the teachers who often disliked him glanced at him and asked in a sarcastic tone:

"Isn't this the all-around amazing Yu Lanxie? Feeling good today, you've come to class?"

Yu Lanxie raised an eyebrow: "What? Am I threatening your teacher's position by being here?"

The teacher smirked and gave him a disgusted look.

At this moment, the neurotic grass began to speak.

"Happy people don't understand the tears of loneliness. Teacher, please let my little Xie Xie sit alone in the last row. Nobody pays attention to him. He's so pitiful."

Yu Lanxie: "..."

I need a tutorial on how to win a competition by killing the nerve plant.

The teacher was slightly taken aback.

The teacher hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Yu Lanxie, is this why you don't like coming to my class?"

"..." Yu Lan chuckled wickedly, "How could that be? It's simply unnecessary."

But the teacher suddenly realized the truth and believed it without a doubt.

"Oh—I see. I put you in the last row because you have good grades, strong abilities, and are tall, and I never assigned you to a study group. We misunderstood. Yu Lanxie, if you have any complaints, you can tell the teacher right away!"

Yu Lanxie tried to argue, "Don't listen to its nonsense, I'm just being myself..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shenjingcao started talking again.

The nerve grass bent its back, sad and poetic, and said in a cadence: "Alas, I've grown up, and a thick mask has been put on my face. I've gotten used to pretending to be strong! — But who knows the fragility and loneliness in my heart?"

Yu Lanxie: "..."

With a blank expression, he covered the mouth of the madman.

The teacher had a sudden realization, and his gaze towards Yu Lanxie became even more filled with pity.

The teacher thought to himself that he had been rash, focusing on teaching and neglecting the sensitive and fragile heart of the boy. His bad attitude was understandable, and he should have been more patient with him.

In the past, when I looked at Yu Lanxie, I always thought of him as a rebellious school bully. Now, however, he seems like a pitiful little guy who says one thing but means another.

With its mouth covered, the nerve grass's health continued to drop, so Yu Lanxie had no choice but to loosen its mouth.

But the way this teacher was looking at him now really made him uncomfortable.

"It's its inner fragility and loneliness that's the problem, not me."

The teacher gently shook her head, indicating that there was no need to say more.

The teacher understands; the teacher knows everything.