Chapter 1 He Did It

Li Cheng颐 thought so, and that's what he did.

Only when he walked into the residential area and passed by the strings of wisteria flowers hanging down.

He made a turn and finally walked over, stopping and gently reaching out to touch the flowers.

If he didn't repair the Floral Scale Armor (Hua Lin Yi), he might not be able to sleep at all.

Hiss...

A trace of cool aura flowed from the petals into his fingers.

Soon the aura dissipated, and he clearly felt that the wisteria flowers he had touched seemed to have become empty shells, with something special inside disappearing, being sucked away.

He could feel that the roots of the flowers seemed to be slowly replenishing this special substance, but it was very slow, and as soon as it replenished a little, it was immediately absorbed by him again.

Lifting his hand, he quickly switched to other wisteria flowers that had not been sucked, and rapidly absorbed that special substance.

In his perspective, in the circle on the back of his right hand, one of the grids was slowly lighting up with a faint purple light, as if it were charging.

In about half a minute, he touched all the wisteria flowers here, until the circle of the Evil Flower on the back of his hand gave the prompt information for the third time—Floral Scale Armor (Hua Lin Yi) repaired.

Only then did he reluctantly leave the flower stand and walk towards the building where he lived.

He felt that if he touched it a little more, he might be able to store some of this special substance, waiting for the Floral Scale Armor (Hua Lin Yi) to be damaged again for backup.

Now it seems that he was overthinking it.

‘Tomorrow, find out the information about the blind spot as soon as possible, and then study the evolution of the Floral Scale Armor (Hua Lin Yi), and how to open the next Flower God position!’

With this thought in mind, Li Cheng颐 returned to his still-empty home, closed the door, and without even taking off his clothes and pants, he fell asleep.

The soft pillow with the scent of laundry detergent completely buried his head.

At this moment, he didn't want to think about anything, just wanted to sleep peacefully.

Time flowed slowly, like a stream, not knowing how long had passed.

A faint sound of a car horn, in Li Cheng颐's consciousness, gradually became clearer, louder and louder, from far to near.

He slowly woke up from his deep sleep.

Vaguely, he also heard people cursing downstairs, the sound of arguing over parking spaces.

The anxious car horn, which had always seemed annoying in the memories of his predecessor, gave him a long-lost sense of security at this time.

Even though he had only been away for a mere few hours, it felt like a very, very long time had passed.

"This child, doesn't even take off his clothes when he sleeps, and sleeps on his stomach." The voice of Feng Yirong, his predecessor's mother, rang out at the door.

Then came the feeling of a thin quilt being placed on his body.

After that, Li Cheng颐's consciousness sank again, falling into a new round of sleep.

Darkness, peace, warmth.

Not knowing how long had passed again, when he came back to his senses, his eyelids had already turned dark red.

This was because light was shining on his eyelids from the outside, revealing the red light of blood.

The sound of碎碎birds chirping drilled in from the window, mixed with the sound of a mop rubbing against the ground.

Li Cheng颐 woke up and slowly opened his eyes.

He was lying on the pillow, having fallen asleep without taking off his clothes. His saliva had soaked a large area of the pillowcase, pressing against the skin at the corner of his mouth, making it a little sticky and disgusting.

There was also an unpleasant smell of saliva.

Rolling over, he sat up from the bed.

In the room, his mother, Feng Yirong, was wearing a black apron and home clothes, bending over to mop the floor.

The wet mop cloth dragged clear wet marks on the floor, and also emitted a faint smell of laundry detergent.

"Mom, you're mopping the floor with laundry water again." Li Cheng颐 couldn't help but say.

This scene was exactly the same as what his mother had done in his previous life, and the two images overlapped inexplicably at this moment.

"Water is also money. Isn't it a waste to pour it away after washing clothes?" Feng Yirong straightened up her somewhat out-of-shape figure and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She was the standard gentle housewife type, a little thin, a little short, her skin pale from rarely seeing the sun all year round, a little sickly. Her features were ordinary, not pretty, but not ugly either, only her eyebrows were always furrowed, as if she was always worried about something.

"The water from mopping the floor can also be kept for flushing the toilet. In this way, our family saves at least one-third of the water compared to others, and the water bill can also be reduced by one-third." Feng Yirong seriously calculated with her not-so-proficient arithmetic.

"Okay, okay." Li Cheng颐 responded a few times, turned his face to look out the window.

Bright sunshine, blue sky.

A white four-winged drone flew slowly in the high sky. Not far away in the air, there were two black birds chasing and playing.

"Get up and eat breakfast. You've been sleeping on your butt until ten in the morning. You haven't found a job yet, and you're already starting to slack off?" Feng Yirong urged.

"I know, I know." Li Cheng颐 supported the edge of the bed with one hand, put on his slippers and stood up.

Getting out of bed, he felt waves of soreness all over his body. His calves were soft and weak, and his shoulders and back were also a little weak. It was obvious that he had overexerted himself in the blind spot before, and his muscles were strained.

Walking to the living room, he pulled out a chair and sat down at the dining table.

On the brown wood-grained long table, there were four small bowls.

In the gray-white bowls with black spots, there was a bowl of black rice porridge, a bowl of white and clean unknown fruit cut into small pieces, and two egg and scallion pancakes.

"The pancakes are a little cold. You can heat them in the microwave, half a minute is enough." Feng Yirong's voice came from the bedroom.

"Okay."

Li Cheng颐 replied, picked up a silver metal spoon, and first scooped a spoonful of black rice porridge into his mouth.

The sweet porridge had a coarse, grainy texture and a faint black rice aroma.

The warm taste made him feel an unprecedented sense of reality at this moment.

"You didn't go to exercise today. Xiao Dong even called to ask about you. He said he couldn't get through to your phone, and when he finally got through, no one answered. I said you were asleep, but he didn't believe me, saying he would come to you after work later. And Lin Sang, that little girl also came to ask about you, asking if you were free. She sent you a message and you didn't reply. Your dad ran into her when he went out to buy groceries before. She was smiling and said hello to him, a very polite child..."

Feng Yirong mopped the floor while nagging in the room, talking non-stop.

In the living room, Li Cheng颐 ate the black rice porridge mouthful after mouthful.

Then he scooped a piece of white fruit into his mouth.

It was cucumber.

He tasted the flavor. The peeled cucumber was cut into pieces, a little sour, but very refreshing.

He picked up the bowl, drank the porridge in a few mouthfuls, and then picked up the pancake and bit into it.

In less than five minutes, everything in the four bowls in front of him was wiped out.

"I'm full. I have something to go out today. It's about work. You don't have to worry about me for dinner later." He stood up, went to the bathroom to quickly wipe his face. The pain in the corner of his eye was still reminding him that everything that had happened before was not a dream.

"Okay, today I have a day off. The machine tools in my area of the factory are being repaired, so I can't go until the afternoon. Is your job settled? Remember to tell me and your dad if there's any news. We haven't been sleeping well before, worrying about this matter for you. But don't get too anxious. Your sister is doing well over there. She said she wants to take some kind of certificate, it seems to be some kind of mech engineer. We don't understand. It costs a lot of money... but once she gets it, her income will be high, and the family's finances will be much better..."

Feng Yirong was nagging again.

Li Cheng颐 was not the predecessor, and didn't feel any impatience. Everything here was new to him.

Simple memories cannot perfectly reproduce the past vividly. Only by experiencing it personally can one feel more.

He casually responded, quickly brushed his teeth, changed his clothes, and the cuffs of his outerwear sportswear were stained with a little red at some point.

He quickly wet the cuffs under the faucet and rubbed them off with soap.

Then he changed into a gray sweatshirt.

"I'm going out to do something." He used a random excuse to deal with Feng Yirong, then put on his shoes and opened the door.

"Come back early, don't deliberately wander around outside wasting time, and then come back and say you have an interview." Feng Yirong had an expression of seeing through everything.

"I know, I know..." Li Cheng颐 was helpless. The predecessor had done such a thing for the sake of face. He didn't expect it.

Bang.

Closing the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pressed the elevator, opened the door, and went in.

In the elevator, while going downstairs, he took out his phone and looked at the missed calls and unread text messages.

Lin Sang's, Chen Xudong's, his mentor Chen Shan's, and a call from an unfamiliar number.

He quickly returned the calls to his mentor and Chen Xudong, using the excuse of being sick and falling asleep to deal with them, and then opened the text messages and replied to them one by one.

By the time he had finished replying to everything, he had already left the building and walked to the entrance of the residential area.

Without any hesitation, he walked towards the small park again.

This time he was able to survive successfully, and the Evil Flower gave him a lot of help. Therefore, the first thing to do after waking up and feeling refreshed was to study this mysterious trump card that greatly increased his survival rate!

He came to the small park with ease, and Li Cheng颐 returned to the frame where the wisteria flowers were.

A lot of wisteria petals had fallen on the ground under the frame, due to the wind or something else. Some had even been trampled and flattened.

This scene made Li Cheng颐's heart ache slightly. He was not a flower lover, but these flowers were his life-saving capital at the moment.

‘It seems that I have to find a way to ensure a stable source of flowers in the future. Now, let's first study how to use the Evil Flower.’

Next to the flower frame, there were two middle-aged women holding red folding fans who had just finished dancing and were chatting with their hands on their hips.

On the backrest bench not far away, there was a young couple with a baby sitting. The little kid who could only crawl was arching back and forth on his mother's body, like a little pig.

After confirming that there was no one noteworthy around, Li Cheng颐 retracted his gaze and gently touched a string of wisteria flowers.

‘Floral Scale Armor (Hua Lin Yi) has been repaired.’

A clear prompt appeared in his mind, but there was no other movement.

Putting down his hand, Li Cheng颐 thought for a moment, then changed his target, looked around, walked a few steps forward, and came to the grass outside the frame.

Then he bent down and reached out to grab other flowers growing on the ground.

The grass was full of weeds in a mess.

Weeds were mixed with artificially planted flowers and plants in the park, and wildflowers were also mixed with artificial flowers.

Big red flowers, white flowers, yellow chrysanthemums, and some light blue, very small unknown flowers. Some of these flowers were fully bloomed, some were only half-bloomed, and some were just buds.

Li Cheng颐 reached out and gently touched the biggest and most conspicuous big red flower.

Since the wisteria flowers had no changes, he would try touching other flowers first to see if he could open the second Flower God position.

‘In theory, I have already collected the Floral Scale Armor (Hua Lin Yi) from the wisteria flowers, so does that mean I have met the requirement for developing the first Flower God position to the extreme?’

As his finger touched the big red flower.

New information emerged.

‘Red Peony (Hong Shaoyao): Also known as 別離草 (Bieli Cao, grass of parting), the petals can reach hundreds, the roots can be used for medicinal purposes, can relieve pain, remove blood stasis, and regulate menstruation. The growing environment likes sunshine, drought-resistant. The flowering season is from May to June.’

‘Flower language: Love at first sight. (This is a dark red metal striking clock that is two meters high and weighs one ton. As long as you are full of emotion for it, you can easily lift it up and smash people with it.)’

‘Floral Scale Armor (Hua Lin Yi): Not enough Flower God positions, please open.’