Care Guide to Raising a Max Level Leaf in a Apocalypse

Ch. 84: Huh?

Even though the little grass hopped along the roadside, there was no owner rushing to water it as usual. It had to continue its journey, reluctantly pulling out its thin, white roots.

With the aim of finding its owner in mind, the small but honest little grass unwittingly followed the enticing aroma to the cafeteria. The place was filled with students who had just finished classes, and the chatter and clinking of dishes made it particularly lively.

Being so small, the grass was nearly trampled by a few students carrying basketballs. It angrily waved its tiny leaves.

Was this fair? How could they not see the invincible and powerful little grass?

Despite its efforts to stretch upwards, the grass was overlooked by the humans passing by. Feeling indignant about the neglect from these humans who didn't care for plants, the grass followed the cafeteria's wall to the kitchen, where the tantalizing aroma still lingered.

Having never tasted human food before, it decided to take a sneak peek. In the kitchen, it found an unattended pot of tomato beef stew emitting a delightful scent. The grass hovered near the pot, yearning for the delicious food.

Suddenly, it remembered its original purpose - finding its owner. Internally conflicted between the owner and the tempting tomato beef stew, the grass reluctantly chose its owner, and with a heavy heart, it bade farewell to the tantalizing aroma.

Back on track, the grass bounced towards the second floor, attempting to follow its owner to the highest point where it could find him. Climbing the stairs proved challenging for the small plant.

Seizing an opportunity when some teachers were climbing the stairs, the grass leaped onto the pants of one of them, hitching a ride to the second floor. It floated gently to the ground as it released its hold on the teacher's pants.

In this inconspicuous manner, the agile grass reached the balcony of the cafeteria, overlooking the entire playground.

Owner?

Finding the owner without much effort, the grass was overjoyed. It waved its tiny leaves and attempted to attract attention, but the man didn't notice. After a brief moment of internal struggle, the man's countenance turned gloomy, disappearing from the grass's view as the wind blew through the cafeteria balcony.

Unable to comprehend, the grass felt a bit sad. Nevertheless, it resolved to find its clumsy owner. Struggling to discern the owner's path from the direction of his footsteps, the grass finally identified the direction toward the back of the cafeteria.

Skirting around humans diligently, the grass made a determined effort to match its pace with the owner's. Unfortunately, by the time it reached the ground floor, the familiar figure had vanished.

Until the evening self-study bell rang, and the last student left the cafeteria, the area under the banyan tree remained empty.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, with only the night breeze rustling the leaves of the banyan tree.

Perplexed, the grass wandered around the tree, searching. After a futile attempt, it sadly acknowledged that it couldn't find its owner.

Thinking about resting for a moment and preparing to insert its root, which had been playing the role of jiojio, into the ground, the grass turned around.

However, before it could take another step, a golden flame ignited around it.

A radiant shower of golden dots, like a magnificent starfall intended only for the grass, appeared. In the midst of this enchanting display, a tall figure materialized alongside the golden spectacle.