Chapter 24: Love Flowers, She Must Like Flowers Especially, Right?
Su Wudeng looked at the virtual projection of the garden with deep satisfaction before finally saving the blueprints. She stretched her arms, preparing to log into her Star Network live stream account.
But the moment she opened the platform dashboard, a notification popped up informing her of a successful, completed transaction.
Su Wudeng blinked in surprise, clicking into the ledger details. It turned out to be the major client who had purchased her premium spiritual plants during her last run.
“This buyer is fantastic. We should definitely maintain a long-term partnership.”
The client was not only incredibly wealthy and decisive, but they had also traded with total transparency and even took the time to leave her a glowing, five-star review.
Selling spiritual plants… She turned the idea over in her head and resolved to keep the operation running. A staggering amount of credits had already been deposited into her shop’s account. Her only remaining task was to package the botanicals and dispatch them via express delivery.
“Besides, I’m planning to construct a private botanical sanctuary in the back yard over the next few days anyway, so I’m guaranteed to harvest a massive surplus of spiritual plants.”
“I wonder if this big spender is still interested in taking more?”
Su Wudeng hesitated for a fraction of a second before composing a direct text message: “Greetings! I will be cultivating a fresh, premium batch of spiritual plants over the next few days. Are you currently looking to expand your acquisition? If the parameters are suitable, I would love to continue our partnership. Naturally, if your organization enforces any specialized requirements or specific strains, please let me know and I will do my absolute best to meet them.”
Hitting send, a sudden roadblock crossed her mind.
The primary topology of the Great Prosperity Era staging map was densely forested, meaning the variety of spiritual flora she could realistically scavenge was strictly limited by that specific landform. If this client suddenly requested specimens that exclusively flourished in extreme desert biomes or polar tundra, she wouldn’t be able to deliver.
“Whatever. Let’s just wait and see how the client responds.”
She was bound to unlock and explore alternative regional maps sooner or later anyway; it was merely a matter of time. Shaking off her thoughts, Su Wudeng closed the interface and began finalizing her preparations for the live broadcast.
She was ready to officially introduce Aihua and her triplets to the galaxy!
Meanwhile, inside the heavily fortified headquarters of the Ether War Zone Logistics Division.
A high-ranking committee of military officers was gathered in the strategy room, anxiously awaiting the battlefield diagnostics of their latest operation. The batch of premium spiritual plants they had recently processed and submitted had been personally accepted by the Major General, but the precise clinical and neural efficacy of the specimens remained unverified.
“Our defensive parameters are deteriorating by the day,” a Captain muttered, his brow furrowed with deep anxiety. “The frequency and density of Zerg breach operations are spiking vertically, yet the number of qualified mechanical tamers entering active service is hitting historic lows.”
“Exactly,” a Lieutenant sitting beside him agreed with a heavy sigh. “In the pre-Cataclysm decades, elite tamers were a standard baseline of our forces, and high-density spiritual flora covered the sectors. But look at our reserves now. If our logistics team hadn’t completely lucked out and secured that batch of spiritual plants from a new, unregistered signature channel, our operational quotas for this month would have collapsed entirely.”
“We still lack data on its true breakthrough efficacy. If this structural hardware deficit continues, how the hell are we supposed to hold the defensive front line?”
A profound, suffocating weight settled over the entire committee.
This was the unyielding, dark reality of their era. While mass-produced mechanical beasts commanded terrifying destructive power, the neural load they placed on human operators was exceptionally hostile, demanding an increasingly rare, elite mental threshold. And unlike the Zerg, who replicated exponentially through mindless biological spawning, engineering an elite tamer required years of rigorous academic and genetic conditioning.
Right then, a barrage of frantic, rapid footsteps echoed down the corridor outside.
The heavy reinforced doors were violently thrown open, and a young Second Lieutenant charged into the strategy room, his face flushed with pure, unbridled excitement.
“Incredible news, gentlemen! We claimed absolute victory!”
Instantly, the entire strategy room erupted into a deafening roar of cheers.
The Second Lieutenant took a ragged, breathless pause before continuing, “And that’s not all! The Major General explicitly issued a fleet-wide commendation targeting our Logistics Division!”
“The exact microsecond his flagship touched down, he pulled up the logs and publicly stated that our department delivered a monumental, decisive contribution to the absolute annihilation of the enemy fleet in this engagement!” The young officer finished his report in a single, ecstatic breath, a massive grin breaking across his face.
This was the first time in institutional history that the logistics department had ever received a direct commendation from an apex commander! How could he not go completely wild?
“Are you certain?!” a Lieutenant gasped, unable to process the sheer magnitude of the announcement. “What exactly happened out there in the black?”
“It was the spiritual plants we sourced!” the Second Lieutenant explained frantically, his eyes shining. “The tactical feeds confirm that several lead tamers who consumed the specimens experienced instantaneous, mid-combat neural breakthroughs! They breached their resonance thresholds in seconds, violently reversing a compromised defensive front into an absolute rout!”
Another tidal wave of cheers shattered the silence of the room.
“Yes! I knew that signature channel was authentic!”
“The seller from that remote storefront just single-handedly altered our strategic trajectory!”
“Man, I want to personally write her name down for a high-tier military medal!”
“Cut the chatter! Establish a priority comm link with the seller right this second! We need to lock down an absolute monopoly on her entire botanical pipeline!”
“We must secure an ironclad, permanent exclusive contract with her venture going forward!”
“Quick! Ask her if she has a secondary batch ready for immediate acquisition! Do not allow the Capital Star syndicates or alternative war zones to out-bid us!”
The procurement officer who had initially established contact with Su Wudeng was trembling so violently he could barely input his security clearance codes into his console. He scrambled into his account dashboard, only to freeze when a fresh message notification flashed across his screen.
“My God… the shopkeeper just messaged our line first!”
“What?! She reached out? What are the parameters? Read it out loud!” The entire committee of officers violently swarmed his console, their eyes glued to the display hud.
“She states she is currently cultivating a fresh, premium batch of spiritual plants for immediate market rollout and is inquiring if our organization enforces any specialized requirements or specific strains.” The officer’s voice shook with sheer ecstasy. “She even guaranteed that if we command any unique tactical needs, she will do her absolute best to fulfill them.”
The room went completely chaotic, the officers’ excitement vastly eclipsing the procurement clerk’s.
“Wait a minute! Since when are priceless, extinct spiritual plants processed and rolled out in ‘batches’?!”
“I wouldn’t even dare to indulge in a fantasy that magnificent! But… this is an absolute godsend!”
“Stop staring at the text like idiots! Run the analytics and map out the exact baseline neural strains our frontline tamers need the most right now!”
The exact millisecond the digital reservation link for Su Wudeng’s live broadcast room went live, her traffic metrics shot straight into the stratosphere like a nuclear rocket, effortlessly claiming the absolute number one trending spot on the Star Network charts.
Even though the streaming display remained a dark standby screen, the pre-stream live chat was a roaring, unstoppable waterfall of rolling text:
“The feed is finally initializing! Let’s goooo!”
“I’ve been camping in this waiting room for so many hours I’m on the verge of a medical crisis!”
“Give us the diagnostics! Tell us if Aihua and her babies are stable!”
“The climax of her last broadcast left my nerves so wound up I haven’t slept a single wink over the past few days.”
“Same here. My chest physically ached when I watched the alpha mother collapse onto the grass.”
“Shopkeeper, please hit the switch! We are begging you! Turn the camera on; I’ll drop a massive donation right now!”
“Aihua’s fortitude is legendary. To absorb that much trauma and still position her body as a shield to protect her litter… it’s breathtaking.”
“She is the undisputed, ultimate symbol of maternal love!”
“By the way, does anyone else find her name incredibly beautiful?”
“For a terrifying, high-tier terrestrial predator to be named Aihua… she must genuinely, deeply love flowers, don’t you think?”
“Beyond her duties as a mother, Aihua deserves to be celebrated for herself.”
“Exactly! I’m out here visualizing a massive, powerful giant panda gently admiring a wild blossom. The raw aesthetic contrast is so pure.”
“It’s such a tragedy that our cities are devoid of natural flora now. I wonder if Aihua feels suffocated by the cold chrome of our sector.”
“But she isn’t alone! She has us, and she has a tamer who treasures her!”
Even before the first frame of video had rendered, Aihua had already been elevated into a magnificent, deeply cherished icon of strength and tenderness within the collective consciousness of the audience. Millions of netizens had fallen completely in love with the indomitable mother panda, validating her identity, her name, and her struggle.
Behind the scenes, Su Wudeng was finalizing her operational checks for the broadcast. She ran a thorough evaluation of Aihua’s metrics first, confirming her vitals were perfectly stable.
In truth, the giant panda’s cellular regeneration speed was nothing short of staggering. The vast majority of her catastrophic internal trauma had successfully closed, her biometric markers were locked in safe zones, and she had officially cleared the critical threshold.
Su Wudeng analyzed the data, concluding that it made perfect biological sense. This was the raw, unfiltered reality of natural selection. In the unyielding wilderness of the continent, only organisms that commanded a hyper-efficient recovery matrix could survive to pass on their lineage.
The two older panda cubs were brimming with vibrant energy. Only the third, delivered runt remained slightly delicate, but even her charts were showing a steady upward trajectory.
It was officially time to go live.
Su Wudeng glanced at the system dashboard interface. The advanced overhaul for her shop’s physical security system commanded a strict threshold of 10,000 Hope Points. Her eyes narrowed with tight focus; it was a steep figure. “I need to completely clear that financial goal during today’s broadcast!”
Ensuring the camera drones were perfectly calibrated, Su Wudeng tapped the live toggle, offering a bright, warm smile to the screen. “Hello, everyone! Welcome back to Pet Love Home!”
The live chat feed immediately violently exploded into a blurred wall of scrolling text.
At that exact same microsecond, inside an encrypted virtual conference room on the upper tiers of Pet Street, a cartel of lead mechanical pet dealership owners was holding a high-stakes, secretive emergency meeting.
“The traffic metrics for Pet Love Home are completely out of control! If we allow her venture to continue siphoning the algorithm at this velocity, our entire mechanical beast enterprise is going to be permanently run out of the market!” A middle-aged man clad in a bespoke designer suit, his meticulously trimmed beard bristling with fury, slammed his fist heavily against the oak conference table.
This was Liu Mingyuan, the elite executive owner of the five-star luxury dealership, “Steel Partner.”
“Granted, her current inventory consists of only a handful of animals, but look at the timeline! She has successfully rolled out three entirely distinct biological species in a matter of days!”
“If she maintains this operational velocity, what’s to stop her from unleashing an entire army of diverse species to completely seize our consumer base?!”
“And crucially, look at the cultural paradigm shift! Once the general public experiences the raw emotional resonance of an authentic, living pet, who the hell is going to walk into our showrooms to buy a mass-produced machine?!”
“This isn’t just a minor commercial rivalry—she is violently dismantling the literal foundations of our industry!”
Sitting at the absolute head of the conference table was a massive, heavily built man whose sharp gaze radiated a chilling, dangerous intensity. He was Wang Tieshan, the legendary owner of the seven-star flagship dealership, “Friends of the Future,” and the primary organizer of this emergency cartel.
“Everyone, maintain your composure,” Wang Tieshan rumbled in a deep, booming baritone. “The sole reason we have converged in this room today is to construct an airtight strategy to completely neutralize and suppress the expansion of Pet Love Home.”
“Liu Mingyuan’s assessment is mathematically flawless. We must deploy an immediate, aggressive counter-offensive right now. If we hesitate, our entire sector will face systemic liquidation.”
“But the public’s infatuation with these animals is hitting a fever pitch, and her marketing relies on pure, raw emotional attachment. We fundamentally cannot compete on that wavelength… What hardware parameters do we even possess to counter her narrative?” a younger dealership owner asked, his voice laced with pure panic. He had only recently cleared his licensing exams to enter the mechanical pet industry, and before his first quarterly reports had even finalized, his entire market was on the verge of vanishing into thin air!
Wang Tieshan let out a cold, sharp sneer. “Calm down, kid. Slandering a competitor by throwing your weakness against their strength is a fool’s strategy.”
“In my estimation, the absolute, structural vulnerability of those so-called living pets is that they are incredibly fragile, unarmored, and combat-useless.”
“Compared against our heavy-duty, military-grade mechanical beasts, a biological animal cannot even withstand the thermal backwash of a basic laser cannon.”
The young shop owner’s eyes ignited with instant comprehension. “Exactly!”
“Strip away their cute aesthetics and their emotional companionship, and what the hell can those animals actually contribute to society? Nothing!”
Liu Mingyuan’s eyes rolled with calculating malice, a ruthless angle instantly forming in his mind. “Brother Tieshan’s logic is a masterclass in narrative manipulation. Gentlemen, I have the perfect blueprint for the campaign.”
“The border skirmishes against the Zerg have been escalating heavily in the news feeds over the past week. Let’s pivot the narrative directly to military readiness!”
“No matter how cute a biological panda is, can it protect a city block from a Zerg breach? What can it do on a high-intensity battlefield besides sit there and look pretty?”
“As long as we elevate the status of mechanical beasts into a matter of planetary survival, standing firmly on the moral high ground of the war effort, we will cleanly destroy her reputation!”
Wang Tieshan nodded with cold satisfaction. “Precisely. That is the winning angle.”
The young shop owner, eager to prove his utility to the cartel, chimed in rapidly, “We instruct the troll armies to flood the forums with specific, rhythmic taglines: ‘Living pets are an expensive, fragile indulgence that will fail you instantly against a Zerg swarm!’”
“‘Mechanical beasts are the iron shield of humanity’s future!’”
“‘At a critical turning point for our survival, do not allow your combat focus to be blinded by cowardly, weak creatures!’” Within seconds, his corporate brain had mapped out a dozen devastating public relations angles to manipulate the algorithms.
Hearing the strategy, the room of dealership owners broke into a collective, eager murmur of approval. They could see a clear path forward.
“Brilliant! Lock down the funds and initiate the rollout!”
“I’m completely on board! Move, move! Deploy the capital immediately and hire every professional troll syndicate in the sector to aggressively weaponize her inventory’s vulnerability and beat her shop into the dirt!”
They refused to sit back and watch Pet Love Home dominate the market unchallenged. As massive reserves of credits cleared the cartel’s corporate accounts, an army of professional internet trolls was mobilized, fully briefed, and prepped to launch a digital war of attrition.
But the exact second the troll vanguard attempted to execute their deployment, they ran straight into their first catastrophic hurdle: they physically could not connect to the live stream room! The platform’s traffic architecture was completely gridlocked by the sheer volume of legitimate users.
“What the hell is going on with this server? Why are there this many concurrent users logged into a single channel?!”
“The bandwidth is entirely saturated! I’m getting a network timeout error on my console; what about your end?!”
“Same here! This is an absolute nightmare!”
“Is the galaxy seriously having a collective meltdown over a wild animal giving birth? How can a retail stream command this much market share?!”
When a few elements of the troll army finally managed to squeeze through the gridlock and load the video feed, a gentle, melodic female voice filtered through their headsets.
“Wow, the sheer number of people here today is absolutely breathtaking!”
Su Wudeng stared at her administrative panel, watching the concurrent user counter jump by hundreds of thousands every single second, while her Hope Value metrics scaled vertically like a hyper-tuned rocket. She was completely dumbfounded; the scale of the audience vastly transcended her wildest projections.
“Thank you all so much for tuning in to check on Aihua and her triplets!”
“First and foremost, I am thrilled to officially deliver a spectacular piece of news: Aihua’s biometrics have stabilized beautifully, and every single one of her cubs is in perfect health.”
“I have absolute faith that under our care, their recovery will proceed flawlessly!”
“I know you didn’t tune in to listen to me talk, so let’s skip the introductions and check in on the nursery immediately.”
She operated with complete clarity, knowing the audience had zero interest in staring at her face.
On cue, the live chat erupted into universal praise:
“Waaah, the Shopkeeper understands us perfectly!”
“Shopkeeper, you are a literal angel! Take us to see the babies right now!”
The trolls sitting at their consoles looked at one another in absolute despair. They frantically hammered away at their keyboards, dropping a barrage of malicious, pre-formulated negative comments into the feed. But they never anticipated that their text wouldn’t remain visible for even a fraction of a second—it was instantaneously swept away by a tidal wave of legitimate, high-velocity user messages. Within the context of that overwhelming, roaring ocean of adoration, their funded smear text was nothing but a single drop of dirty water dissolving into the sea.
How the hell were they supposed to wage a public relations war under these parameters?
Su Wudeng smoothly re-oriented the camera drone toward a plush, thermally regulated nest area. “These right here are the first two Iron-Eating Beast cubs we stabilized in the clearing.”
On the high-definition live feed, two tiny pandas were currently engrossed in their feeding routine. They clamped their miniature paws tightly around their bottles, their eyes half-lidded in a state of absolute, pure contentment as they suckled.
The live chat scrolled past at a dizzying velocity:
“AHHHH! THEY ARE SO ILLEGALLY PRECIOUS!”
“My entire soul has officially melted!”
“What manner of divine creature is this?! I want to break into the shop and steal them!”
“Since Aihua is currently remaining under deep metabolic sedation to allow her cellular layers to close, we are handling the triplets’ nutritional needs manually via bottle-feeding for the time being,” Su Wudeng explained softly to the camera. “But please do not worry; our shop utilizes a highly specialized, hyper-premium formula to guarantee the cubs receive a perfectly balanced matrix of essential vitamins and growth elements.”
Right on cue, Zhong Huihui stepped into the frame, pulling up a sleek biometric tracking chart on her data slate. The terminal projected a flawless, clear breakdown confirming that every single diagnostic marker for the twin pandas was locked securely within prime health zones. Sponsoring a hard-data analytical report like this was infinitely more powerful and convincing than any verbal assurance Su Wudeng could ever offer.
“Next, let’s take a look at the final, delivered runt of the litter,” Su Wudeng murmured, smoothly panning the camera drone toward the adjacent stabilization module.
A noticeably smaller, more delicate infant panda materialized on the millions of viewer monitors across the galaxy. She was curled into a perfect, tight sphere, her tiny eyes closed as she suckled at her filter line, her movements visibly slower and more measured than her robust siblings.
The live chat immediately overflowed with deep, collective heartache:
“She’s so incredibly tiny… it breaks my heart just staring at her!”
“To survive an obstructed labor under those brutal conditions… she’s a tiny, indomitable warrior!”
“She was so incredibly well-behaved inside her mommy’s womb, holding on just long enough to let her mother survive before fighting her way out into the world. It’s magnificent!”
“The little runt must love her mommy fiercely, don’t you think?”
Watching the relentlessly refreshing wall of pure empathy, Su Wudeng felt a profound warmth settle deep in her chest. She allowed the audience to soak in the sight before continuing softly, “And now, everyone… let’s officially check in on Mother Aihua!”
She slowly, methodically guided the camera drone down the corridor, gliding smoothly into the specialized primary monitoring bay.
Aihua’s colossal physical frame filled the high-definition video feed. Her broad torso was encased in immaculate, high-compression medical bandages, but the slow, rhythmic rise and fall of her chest was visibly infinitely more powerful and steady than before.
“Wow, Aihua’s physical presence is absolutely staggering when she’s laying down.”
“I remember being paralyzed with fear when she first stared into the lens from the shadows, but seeing her broken and bandaged like this just fills my heart with profound sorrow.”
“She really defied biological limits out there. Sustaining three unborn lives simultaneously while standing her ground to checkmate a rival sovereign… it’s breathtaking.”
“Aihua’s indomitable spirit conquered the grave. I’m full-on crying at my desk right now.”
“Thank the heavens she crossed paths with the Shopkeeper; otherwise, the aftermath would have been a complete tragedy.”
“Shopkeeper Su! We love you with all our hearts!”
Su Wudeng reviewed the comments, her voice dropping to a soft, gentle register. “Please rest assured, everyone. Aihua’s cellular reconstruction is progressing beautifully.”
“Her cognitive responses are tracking ahead of schedule, and she could awaken from her metabolic sedation at any moment! When she opens her eyes, I promise to translate and read every single one of your loving comments directly to her.”
“I’m certain she has no clue that she has already captured the hearts of an entire galaxy!”
The millions of netizens locked onto the live stream were completely reduced to tears.
“Aihua deserves every ounce of this devotion! She is the ultimate symbol of maternal love and individual strength!”
“Waaah, watching Aihua’s struggle makes me want to drop everything and call my own mother right now.”
“I just ran into the living room and threw my arms around my mom, and she looked at me like I had lost my mind. It was hilarious.”
“Same here! I randomly blurted out ‘Mom, I love you,’ and her eyes widened to the size of saucers. She actually reached out to touch my forehead to verify if I was suffering from a severe fever!”
“Every single mother in the universe is a magnificent hero!”
Su Wudeng laughed as she skimmed the anecdotal posts. “Deploying a confession that sudden… of course your mothers are going to assume it’s a medical anomaly.”
She was so engrossed in tracking the hyper-velocity live chat that she completely failed to notice that on the operating table behind her, Aihua’s massive, plush ears suddenly gave a subtle, rhythmic twitch.
But that micro-expression didn’t escape the hyper-vigilant eyes of the millions of viewers locked onto the high-definition feed.
“WAIT A MINUTE! DID AIHUA’S EARS JUST TWITCH?! SHOPKEEPER, LOOK REARWARD RIGHT NOW!”
“Is the alpha mother officially breaking through her sedation?!”
“I swear on my life her eyelids are fluttering! She’s waking up!”
Su Wudeng caught the frantic warnings in the chat and whirled around instantly.
Sure enough, Aihua’s dark eyelids were trembling subtly, her nervous system gradually reclaiming consciousness as she fought to open her eyes. Slowly, methodically, she parted her lids.
The giant panda’s dark optical centers initially swam with a trace of post-operative confusion, her sensors working to orient her mind to the unfamiliar clinical environment. Right on cue, Amber trotted over to the edge of the operating table, his tail wagging a steady rhythm.
“Woof, woof, woof!” Aihua, you’re finally awake!
Aihua’s gaze rapidly cleared, locking with razor-sharp focus straight onto Su Wudeng.
“Ah…” she let out a weak, raspy huff through the ventilator line, her vocal cords vibrating with a fragile query.
Su Wudeng’s empathy parsed the raw intent behind the sound instantly. “Relax, Aihua. Your three babies are perfectly safe, healthy, and resting right across the hall.”
She stepped closer, carefully extending her hands to gently rub the plush fur behind Aihua’s ears. “Don’t panic. Just stay perfectly still while I go fetch them so you can see them with your own eyes, okay?”
She quickly whirled toward her assistant. “Huihui, retrieve the older twins from the stabilization nest first.”
Zhong Huihui immediately turned on her heel, sprinting to the nursery to gather the two little gluttons.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the digital divide, the live stream room completely went up in flames:
“MY GOD! AIHUA IS CONSCIOUS! I AM ACTUALLY WITNESSING A WILD SOVEREIGN BREAK THROUGH SEDATION LIVE ON FEED!”
“The literal first cognitive impulse she processed upon reclaiming consciousness was to verify the survival of her litter. Maternal instinct is an unbreakable law.”
“I am full-on bawling right now. This is Aihua’s pure, unadulterated love! She tore her own body apart just to guarantee her cubs would see another sunrise!”
“Shopkeeper Su, you are a world-class saint! The level of care and dignity you’ve provided to Aihua and her litter is magnificent!”
Su Wudeng maintained her gentle, soothing strokes. “Don’t worry, Aihua. Your babies are doing beautifully. Do not attempt to shift your weight; if you strain your core muscles, the abdominal sutures will rupture.”
Aihua understood her words perfectly. She ceased her physical struggles, keeping her massive frame perfectly still as she fixed her large eyes on the suite door with absolute, unwavering expectation.
The moment Zhong Huihui stepped back into the monitoring bay, carefully cradling the twin pandas in her arms, Aihua’s eyes ignited with pure, radiant light. Her fierce exterior dissolved completely, her expression turning impossibly tender as she let out a soft, low vocalization to summon her offspring:
“Awoo——”
As if responding to a primal biological frequency, the twin cubs immediately let out a chorus of soft, high-pitched baby whimpers.
The emotional resonance of the reunion completely demolished the netizens’ remaining self-control:
“Waaah, Aihua is finally looking at her babies!”
“The cubs completely recognized her voice! The natural bond is too powerful!”
“Aihua, you beautiful warrior! There’s a third baby, too, and she fought her way out alive!”
Su Wudeng leaned close, keeping her voice incredibly gentle as she addressed the sovereign. “Your third little baby was born slightly delicate, so her system is currently resting inside a highly controlled stabilization cradle across the hall. She can’t tolerate being moved just yet. But I captured a high-definition image of her; look at the monitor screen right here.”
She pulled up her data slate, presenting a pristine photograph of the tiny runt suckling peacefully.
Aihua’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. Her primitive cognitive processing struggled to understand how the physical likeness of her final, endangered runt could be perfectly rendered inside a glowing rectangle. She instinctively extended a massive paw to brush against the screen, only to freeze when she realized her physical reservoirs were too depleted to lift her limb.
A single, massive tear welled up in her dark eye, rolling slowly down her plush face.
“Awoo~” It’s okay. It’s okay. They’re safe.
The raw vulnerability of the moment broke hearts globally.
“Oh my god, I am completely undone!”
“Aihua, you are the undisputed, greatest mother in the galaxy!”
“Seeing this family reunited after clearing the jaws of death is pure catharsis!”
“The sheer, unadulterated beauty of this reunion is overwhelming. That single tear from Aihua completely destroyed my composure.”
“My mom walked back into the room to demand why I was having another emotional breakdown, so I shoved the monitor into her face, and now we’re sitting on the rug sobbing together.”
“Waaah, the entire galaxy is having a collective cry right now!”
Su Wudeng smoothed her fingers over Aihua’s head, anchoring her energy. “See? Every single one of your children is safe and well-fed.”
“Your sole objective now is to focus entirely on your own recovery. You don’t have to carry the weight of the wilderness on your shoulders anymore, okay?”
“They are all here, waiting for you to heal.”
Aihua blinked back her remaining tears, letting out a soft, compliant “ow” through the line. It was an explicit expression of profound gratitude directed straight at Su Wudeng.
Thank you. Thank you, not merely for shielding my lineage and keeping my babies alive. Thank you for rescuing me from the dark.
The tragic, beautiful screenshot capturing Aihua’s single tear was instantaneously captured by millions of users, spreading across the Star Network like a digital wildfire. It catalyzed a monumental, global emotional response, violently locking onto the absolute pinnacle of every major trending search chart across the galaxy.
[TheTearOfAihua.jpg]
[TheIndomitableFortitudeOfMaternalLove]
[TheUltimateReunion]
These specific topics flooded the top tier of the algorithmic rankings, triggering deep, existential societal discourse among tens of millions of netizens.
The public’s infatuation had evolved. If they had initially been drawn to her shop by the elite, pristine aesthetics of the Snow Crystal Cats, they were now profoundly, permanently moved by the raw emotional depth of Aihua’s sacrifice. This pure, unforced biological devotion pierced straight through the sterile armor of the interstellar era, touching the softest, most suppressed core of the human condition.
Netizens flooded the open forums with deep self-reflection:
“Staring into Aihua’s eyes, I suddenly, violently understand just how much invisible weight our own mothers carried to ensure our survival.”
“Aihua loves her cubs with her literal flesh, and my mother commands that exact same unyielding devotion for me.”
“This is magnificent.”
Across multiple major commercial networks, the procurement metrics for synthetic floral arrangements traditionally representing Mother’s Day experienced a sudden, vertical explosion. Millions of mothers across the galaxy inexplicably received floral deliveries from their children first thing in the morning. When the confused parents reached out to investigate the sudden influx of gifts, they discovered the gesture had been entirely sparked by Aihua’s story.
A barrage of hilarious, deeply endearing parent-child conversations began to flood the public boards:
“My son suddenly dropped a premium floral arrangement on my kitchen counter this morning. I spent twenty minutes interrogating him, fully convinced he had committed a severe financial crime or wrecked his vehicle.”
“Exactly! My absolute blockhead of a daughter, who usually can’t be bothered to text me once a week, suddenly called my line full-on sobbing her eyes out.”
“What happened after she calmed down?”
“Oh, I gave her a verbal lashing and demanded she confess what she had screwed up this time!”
“You guys are killing me, hahaha!”
“Eventually, she managed to explain that she had just witnessed the maternal triumph of an Iron-Eating Beast sovereign on a stream!”
As the trending search tags and public commentary continued to swell exponentially, the follower metrics for the official Pet Love Home channel began to scale at a terrifying, compounding velocity. And an exceptional, fascinating phenomenon materialized within the data logs: a massive, dominant percentage of the newly registered followers consisted of mothers. They, above all others in the galaxy, could perfectly empathize with the raw toll of Aihua’s sacrifice, deeply validating the miraculous outcome of the story.
Su Wudeng had zero inkling that the live stream output would achieve a viral velocity this explosive. Because the unedited, raw emotional narrative had touched the hearts of her audience on a primal level, a system alert flared across her hud, confirming that her Hope Point balance hadn’t merely cleared the 10,000 threshold—it had broken through to a staggering 50,000!
This meant she possessed the immediate capital to not only execute a massive architectural expansion of the shop and buy the absolute apex security system, but she would still hold a massive surplus of system currency to spare!
The absolute windfall had materialized too fast. She scanned the sprawling catalog of premium, high-tier upgrades available in the system store, realizing with a thrill that she could buy out nearly everything she wanted! It was a sudden, intoxicating taste of absolute wealth.
Buy! Expand everything! Max out the defensive grid to the absolute absolute ceiling!
Meanwhile, on the other side of Pet Street, the cartel of mechanical pet store owners was locked in a state of absolute, suffocating panic.
“Our troll syndicate is a joke! They’re getting completely drowned out by the volume!”
“Move! Inject more capital! Double the sponsored bids! Buy out every remaining trending slot right now! We must suppress her feed at all costs!”
“What do you mean the platform is enforcing a temporary surge pricing adjustment?! A single sponsored slot now costs three million credits?!”
“I don’t give a damn about the margins! Swipe the corporate cards! Agree to whatever figure they want, but I demand our counter-narratives occupy the number one trending spot by sunrise!”
Within an hour, a series of highly abrupt, forced corporate topics was aggressively pushed straight to the top of the search rankings, trying to manipulate the public discourse:
[TheZergConflictIsEscalating:HumanityRequiresIroncladMachines,NotFragileSentiments]
[LivingPetsVSMechanicalBeasts:WhoPossessesTheRawDPSToSurviveTheBattlefield]
[ThoughAestheticsAreCute,AnUnarmoredAnimalCannotShieldACityBlock]
