I've become the emperor of humanity, and only now is spiritual energy reviving?

A moment later, the light disappeared.

The plant spirit, now the size of a fist, its entire body dark green and emitting a refreshing fragrance, stirred and surprisingly grew two short, thick arms and two legs.

The dark green plant spirit rolled around, its small, black eyes reflecting An Sheng's face.

It tilted its head.

"Gurgle, gurgle?"

【Essence of Plants and Trees (Name to be chosen)】

[Realm: Awakening (A cute and adorable little imp who can go toe-to-toe with Hakimi!)]

[Potential: Medium (Highly spiritually active; even the spirits of ten thousand plants would find such a rare find)]

[Skills: Praise of Life, Vitality Domain]

【Praise of Life: Every so often, the spirit of plants can release a "Praise of Life" on a designated plant, greatly increasing the plant's growth rate and quality.】

[Vitality Domain: When the life force of the plant essence is at its peak, the "Vitality Domain" will automatically unfold. Plants and animals within the domain will receive varying degrees of nourishment and replenishment from this life force.]

After officially evolving from a small sprite into a [spirit], the plant spirit's stats underwent a dramatic transformation.

In some ways, it could be said to be even more luxurious than its owner.

An Sheng stared at the realm marked with the word "Awakening" for a while, memorizing it with a sense of awe and confusion, then raised an eyebrow at the spirit of plants and trees and asked,

"Little one, can you understand me?"

Upon hearing this, the plant spirit immediately used its short arms to grab the edge of the countertop and jumped onto the washbasin.

Then she solemnly raised her little hand and saluted him.

"Coo-coo, quack-quack!"

The strange, childlike voice paired with the serious, dark green head made An Sheng laugh.

"Since you keep making 'gurgling' noises, let's call you Little Guga."

An Sheng said.

"Gurgle~"

Little Guga twisted his body and shook his head, looking very happy.

Now that Little Guga had been filled with tap water, An Sheng carried it back to the room, ready to ask some more in-depth questions.

In the room, An Sheng sat on the bed.

After evolving, the completely opaque Guga stood on the desk, staring at him without moving.

The atmosphere was extremely somber.

"Little Guga..."

An Sheng asked with a serious expression, "Do you know how to clean and tidy?"

"Gurgle!"

Little Guga bowed gracefully and immediately rolled around on his keyboard, which he hadn't changed in three years, picking up all the dust, hair, and debris from the crevices.

In just a few seconds, the keyboard went from "battle-hardened" to "brand new".

An Sheng's mouth opened slightly, then she asked, "Do you understand what it means to run errands for me and get me something to eat?"

"Gurgle!"

In the blink of an eye, the potato chips that An Sheng had secretly hidden under the bed were found by Xiao Guga and thrown in front of her.

Holy crap!

An Sheng was startled. He pointed solemnly at the waiting Xiao Guga and said, "From today onwards, I hereby appoint you, Xiao Guga, as the Minister of Household Affairs, in charge of all chores and cleaning!"

"Gurgle!"

……

After almost half an afternoon, An Zhiwei finally mustered up the courage to ask her brother about the gossip.

She pushed open the door and saw An Sheng lying on a chair, comfortably eating potato chips.

"Brother..."

As soon as An Zhiwei opened her mouth, she saw a short-armed, short-legged... dark green, spherical creature on the desk, holding a bottle and pouring cola for An Sheng!

She paused for a moment, instantly forgetting all about that gossipy nonsense.

"What's this? It's so cute!"

An Zhiwei ran over in a few steps, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Little Guga was so frightened that he immediately shrank behind the cup.

An Sheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to hide Xiao Guga.

But then I realized it wasn't necessary.

Anyway, the spiritual energy will be restored in a couple of days, and Little Guga will be staying at home more often from now on. My little sister will see it sooner or later.

It's better to let them know sooner rather than later, so that Mom and Dad don't see it.

Otherwise, a whole host of problems will arise later.

An Sheng coughed twice, picked up Xiao Guga and placed it in his palm, saying, "I picked this up downstairs after my run. This little guy just stuck to me and I can't get rid of him."

Little Guga glanced back at its owner, its tiny eyes filled with bewilderment.

"This episode was amazing!"

An Zhiwei, unsuspecting, carefully poked it with her finger and shook her head in sync with Xiao Guga.

During this break, An Sheng introduced his younger sister to Xiao Guga, basically saying things like, "You'll listen to her when I'm not around," and "But you can also order her around."

"etc."

An Zhiwei immediately realized a serious problem: "Can this little guy understand human speech?"

An Sheng paused for a moment, then said,

"Don't let Mom and Dad see it. If they find out we have a pet, they might secretly throw it in the trash."

"We've been sleeping under the same roof for over ten years, do you think I'm the kind of person who would betray you?"

An Zhiwei patted the Sigh Wall on her chest and assured her.

But then she frowned.

In other words, the guy was certain that it could understand human speech.

"This is clearly not scientifically sound."

An Zhiwei tried to direct Xiao Guga to get her a bag of plain potato chips, then looked on with disbelief: "It really understands, and its body doesn't seem to be the structure of a carbon-based life form..."

—Could it really be that spiritual energy is reviving?

Subconsciously, An Zhiwei thought of what her older brother had said to her yesterday.

However, given her scientific literacy, she immediately rejected her own idea.

This is reality, not some fantasy world from a novel!

If spiritual energy were truly a universally existing substance, it would have been discovered by scientists long ago. It couldn't possibly be harder to find than the Higgs boson.

For the entire afternoon, An Zhiwei was immersed in a battle between her left and right brains: "Is it a resurgence of spiritual energy?" and "Is there such a thing as spiritual energy?"

An Sheng then had Xiao Guga clean his and his sister's rooms.

It made their room sparkle, and you could see your face reflected in the tiles when you looked down.

I went out again and printed out all the medical information about "techniques" that I had compiled last night, so that I could easily look it up in the Lostbelt.

"We're still missing two powerful strike techniques..."

An Sheng pondered for a while and decided to search on all-encompassing short video websites to see if he could find anyone with real talent.

One hour later.

"What kind of bullshit is this Hunyuan Xingyi Taijiquan Lightning Five-Strike Whip? And this guy who just smashes a prop brick or wrench with his bare hands every day dares to call himself a successor of Chinese martial arts..."

Feeling that an hour of her life had been wasted, An Sheng angrily cursed, "They're all just roadside stalls!"

It would be better to watch the fight videos of UFC Hall of Famers. Although that has some limitations for him, it is still much better than these show-offs.

As for asking the official for corresponding strategies, An Sheng feels it's too early and not the right time yet.

If we connect with the authorities, although we won't be able to conduct slice-and-research studies after the spiritual energy reappears, there will certainly be many restrictions and surveillance.

As a native of Dongxia, An Sheng naturally understood the thoughts and practices of the Dongxia government.

Although he wouldn't rashly break the rules, he also disliked the feeling of being forcibly constrained by external forces.

"I just hope I'll encounter a few truly skilled individuals in the Lostbelt..."

An Sheng sighed softly.

The burly man claimed to have learned a few moves, but in the end, it turned out he only relied on ruthlessness and decisive, sharp knife swings.

"Gurgle?"

An Zhiwei had tied a headscarf with the word "Struggle" written on it on his head, and Xiao Guga, who had a rag draped over his short hands, interrupted his thoughts.

"Is the living room all cleaned too?"

An Sheng poured out a bottle capful of cola as a reward, then patted the jubilant little Guga, feeling a pang of guilt.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Gurgle~"

It affectionately rubbed against An Sheng's fingers.

I feel like my guilt has gotten worse.

Without thinking further, An Sheng spread out his hands, revealing the seeds of the Strong Bone Tree and the Wisdom Fruit Tree, and asked, "Little Guga, can you plant these two tree seeds?"