Chu Fu suspected that if she hadn’t transmigrated, Lin Haowan would have still released that video, just without any mention of the Thorn Guild.
He would have still applied to be a war correspondent and live-streamed the village defense battle.
As it turned out, neither Youlong Studio nor Longhan Studio, run by the Sun family, managed to hold the line.
The pressure then fell on Huanyu Kuangba. With two extra days to prepare, he ultimately succeeded in defending the newbie village.
No wonder, despite being so weak, he still managed to hold the village and eventually became Wan Huanyu’s right-hand man.
Everything made sense now.
As for why Chu Fu had never seen Lin Haowan in the novel’s plot?
That was simple—he really did get killed.
Because only by killing Lin Haowan could the Four Great Families intimidate anyone who dared to oppose them.
They could dress it up as an accident.
But those in the know, knew the truth.
The Four Great Families were making an example of him, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys.
So that future monkeys wouldn’t dare touch this matter.
But now that she had transmigrated into the original host’s body, everything had changed.
She just hoped Lin Haowan wouldn’t meet with an accident this time.
He was a pioneer—someone with passion and the courage to resist.
“So that’s how it is. What are the requirements to become a war correspondent?” Chu Fu asked.
“Of course there are requirements. You need at least some hosting experience. Not just anyone can become one—it has to be approved by the game company, right?
Haha, how did it turn into you asking me questions? So, Plant Master, can I interview you now?”
“Of course, but I need to prepare for battle afterward. I can’t delay too long.”
Lin Haowan nodded eagerly. “Plant Master, you’re not only powerful but also kind. Now, the first question: your current ID is different from your old one—is it an item?”
“Yes, but I can’t reveal the source of the item,” Chu Fu admitted openly.
In truth, such items would become widespread sooner or later, especially once players with resurrection abilities started appearing in level-20 maps.
But Chu Fu didn’t want everyone learning about it from her.
Lin Haowan understood that this was a secret known only to high-level players. By asking this question, he was simply making it clear to everyone that the person before them—[Who Wants to Be a Plant]—was the same player who had secured all the first-kills in the newbie village.
Still, when Lin Haowan actually saw Chu Fu, he was taken aback.
She looked far too young, like a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl. Her features were surprisingly sweet, but she was far too thin, like a bamboo pole.
It was hard to imagine that such a person had led the charge to take down the Huanyu Studio.
Meanwhile, Lin Haowan could not only broadcast but also see the viewers’ comments.
At that moment, most of the questions were about Chu Fu’s current situation.
“It seems this name-change item will require players to discover it on their own. Now, the next question—one that viewers are very curious about.
This question may be a bit offensive, but if there’s a clear answer, it might encourage families who resist the game to join in.
Your ID is ‘Who Wants to Be a Plant’—were you really a vegetable?”
The question was indeed rude. No one in the Thorn Guild dared to bring it up, afraid of touching a sore spot for Chu Fu.
But Lin Haowan had a point.
In fact, with a global population of 10 billion, not nearly as many people had entered the game. The reason new servers kept opening was simply because too many players kept dying in failed defenses of the newbie villages.
These players constantly joining new servers created a false sense of prosperity.
If more new players could be brought into the Gate of Origin, then once the game invaded reality, more players would be able to extract the game’s power, and there would be more strength to defend.
This was a truly meaningful endeavor.
With that in mind, Chu Fu took a moment to gather her words before speaking:
“To be precise, I’m not exactly like a traditional vegetative patient. I have Locked-In Syndrome.
That means lying in bed, unable to control my limbs, trapped as if inside a sealed room.
Most people mistake this for being a vegetable.
But my mind has always been fully awake.”
“So, why did you choose that name back then?” Lin Haowan pressed on.
Chu Fu pressed her lips into a smile. She couldn’t exactly say it was just a sarcastic remark she made right after she transmigrated, could she?
Fortunately, she had already prepared an answer.
“Because I really didn’t want to be a vegetable. When I entered the game and the system asked me to pick a name, I made that sarcastic comment.
But it turned out to be useful—thanks to it, when I had my routine checkup last time, I actually woke up.
I’m truly grateful for this game!”
Lin Haowan quickly latched onto the key point, sensing it could be a major highlight.
A vegetable patient playing a game being stimulated back to consciousness by the brain activity—
This was an incredibly positive story for publicity.
“Master, are you fully recovered now? That’s amazing. I have to say, the Gate of Origin might just be the greatest game ever made.”
“Exactly. Before I entered the game, I heard that many hospitals are trying to use the game on comatose patients to wake them up.
Besides such patients, others with different conditions can also live a normal life inside the game.
And giving humans double the time—it becoming a second world is hardly surprising.”
Just as the two were chatting, Xie Lin, Shen Chi, and others logged in as well.
Seeing Chu Fu talking to a spirit, they thought there might be a quest happening and came over.
Lin Haowan quickly introduced himself again.
Then he began interviewing everyone.
“Many netizens call you the ‘Disabled Alliance.’ Are you all actually friends in real life who agreed to play together?”
“It’s just a coincidence!” Shen Chi said. “But I’m grateful for that coincidence, because it let me meet friends I can fight side by side with!”
Lin Haowan then turned to Xie Lin.
“Blind Sword Saint Master, when you chose the ID ‘Who The Hell Are You Calling Blind,’ what was going through your mind?”
Xie Lin got irritated just thinking about it.
“I know a lot of players have figured out that the game talents are based on your chosen name and personal situation, giving unexpected results. So when I entered the game, I immediately tried using ‘Blind Sword Saint’ as my ID, but it was already taken!
After that, names like ‘Blind Man,’ ‘Blind Guy,’ and ‘Blind Monk’ were all occupied!
I figured I’d just reverse the strategy and pick a name like that.”
Back then, Xie Lin was really in a rush.
He had to start killing monsters and leveling up as soon as possible—he was a hardcore player and didn’t want to waste time on naming when some people would spend half an hour just to get a good name.
He went against the flow, picked a long, rhetorical ID, and it was approved instantly.
“And you, Master Mechanic?”
“Just what everyone expects—self-deprecation. I picked my name on a whim.”
Lin Haowan introduced everyone, also to build some momentum.
A server like 0308888, with three S-ranked powerhouses, could only protect a novice village of this sort; as for the Youlong Studio, there was simply no way they could hold it.
After a brief delay, Chu Fu and the others needed to prepare for battle, so they parted ways with Lin Haowan. Of course, if he wanted to follow and interview them, there was no problem with that.
Chu Fu first went to find the village chief to accept quests.
Pre-battle tasks included making traps, building barricades, gathering wood and stone, digging pits, and so on.
The most important was setting up the traps.
Chu Fu wanted to oversee it personally, crafting a battlefield perfectly suited for Plants vs. Beasts!
