This thing is actually alive, but that's not surprising. Originally, Ange watered and fertilized it, so being alive is normal. But living to the point of having autonomous consciousness has everyone very surprised.
A withered little grass emerged from the edge of the badge, with two curled, dry leaves hugging the main stem, saying painfully: "Just say what you need, why hit me."
The Little Sapling 'angrily' went, "Yaya yaya—"
Negris tried to translate: "Call you, not listening, hit? Little Sapling is a bit fierce."
"You're not my God of Tree, I don't have to listen to you." The withered little grass said gloomily.
The Little Sapling lifted its foot and stomped again.
"Listen listen listen, I'll listen to you, don't hit me." The withered little grass immediately twisted into a painful posture.
Only then did the Little Sapling let go proudly, with True Leaf akimbo, its legs extended, making it taller than Ange, and with one stride, it stood on Ange's head.
