July 28, 2014. 7:00 AM.
The day begins with a meal, a rule that applies to both people and plants.
To be honest, judging by the writhing reaction of the Wisdom Tree Essence Soul in his Soul Space, it seemed rather unwilling when Su Zhou watered it with pickle juice.
"It's so picky."
But Su Zhou, the cold and heartless watering machine, couldn't be bothered with that. He first turned to water the potted garlic, ginger, and scallions with the Wood Spirit Liquid-laced pickle juice before coming back to water the tree. Passing through the living room, he complained loudly, "Yara, didn't you say the Divine Tree was easy to raise? How can it not even handle pickle juice?"
Yara, who was in the living room watching the morning news, had no desire to respond and instead simply turned up the TV volume.
