He thought it was already surprising that Zi Xi possessed a magical space, and even if she planted outside, it would probably just be a small-scale vegetable growing operation.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Xi directly replicated that magical space in the backyard, albeit a miniature version.

But that's amazing enough.

Zi Xi stared at him, dumbfounded, as if her soul had left her body, and was so proud that her tail was practically wagging in the air.

"Hey? Snap out of it! How's my backyard? Pretty nice, huh?"

She waved her hand in front of his eyes.

Mo Chen snapped back to his senses, swallowed with difficulty, and felt a dryness in his throat.

"You...you did all of this by yourself?"

He pointed to the incredible sight before him, his voice trembling slightly with shock.

"Yeah, isn't that amazing?"

"I put a lot of effort into this! These seeds and seedlings were collected with great difficulty... um, I mean, I collected them!"

Zi Xi raised her chin, like a child waiting for praise.

Mo Chen's gaze swept over that vibrant land once more, and the shock in his heart was beyond measure.

He finally gained a more intuitive and even more alarming understanding of Zi Xi's potential.

She's not just a walking treasure trove, she's a capable and wonderful girl.

"Come on, I'll take you for a closer look!"

Zi Xi excitedly grabbed his wrist and led him deeper into the farm.

Mo Chen was pulled along by her like a puppet on a string, walking between the vegetable plots.

Feeling the soft, fertile soil beneath my feet, breathing in the incredibly pure air, and seeing all that juicy fruit and vegetables almost within reach—this is all so wonderful.

It thrilled him more than any interstellar battle he had ever commanded.

As they reached the edge of the small ranch, the most docile little piglet, whom Zi Xi had named Feifei, curiously approached the fence, sniffing the unfamiliar air with its wet nose and making grunting noises.

Zi Xi's eyes lit up. She let go of Mo Chen's hand, squatted down, and skillfully patted the piglet's head.

"Come on, Amo, you can touch it too. Fatty is very well-behaved, and it's so chubby and comfortable!"

Then she turned to Mo Chen, who was still reeling from the shock, and gave him a mischievous, bright smile.

As Zi Xi spoke, she reached out to grab Mo Chen's hand and press it onto the piglet.

At that moment, Mo Chen, the heir to the throne who was once a formidable figure on the battlefield and remained unfazed even when facing thousands of troops and cosmic beasts, suddenly changed his expression.

This is such a realistic feel!

Mo Chen froze instantly when he saw the pink, round creature with mud on its nose humming at him.

A sense of unfamiliarity, helplessness, and even a hint of unspeakable panic swept over him.

Letting him touch a living, breathing ancient boar beast was more nerve-wracking than his first time piloting a mech in a space battle.

"Wait...wait!"

Mo Chen almost instinctively wanted to back away, his voice tense.

But Zi Xi was faster; she had already grabbed his wrist and, with an irresistible enthusiasm, led his hand toward the little piglet that was curiously nudging the fence.

When Mo Chen's cool, slender fingers with distinct knuckles touched Fei Fei's warm, soft back, which was covered with fine down.

"!!!"

An extremely unfamiliar and indescribable sensation, like a faint electric current, instantly surged from his fingertips throughout his body.

Mo Chen's hand trembled violently uncontrollably, as if burned by something, and he abruptly pulled it back.

He froze, his ears turning a suspicious red at a visible speed, his eyes filled with shock and bewilderment at the shock to his worldview.