Interstellar Baby Orphanage

Paid Ongoing Mecha Adventure Comedy Fantasy Sci-fi Supernatural Tragedy

Summary

Song Yiran was originally a newly graduated male college student from the 21st century. Unexpectedly, a traffic accident left him in a vegetative state. After his soul signed a contract with a system, he arrived in the interstellar era and inherited a...

Song Yiran was originally a newly graduated male college student from the 21st century. Unexpectedly, a traffic accident left him in a vegetative state.

After his soul signed a contract with a system, he arrived in the interstellar era and inherited a run-down, dilapidated baby nursery.

Song Yiran originally wanted to give up—but at the very moment he was about to do so, he suddenly discovered something:

The children accepted by this nursery were all fluffy!

As a devoted fluff-lover, Song Yiran was instantly filled with motivation and became both the director and staff member of the nursery.

Watching the little ones lying in neat rows in the yard, basking in the sun, Song Yiran thought to himself that today was yet another day of being melted by fluffiness.

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[From the Babies’ Perspective]

From the moment they were born, they were disliked by others. They didn’t even have names, and what they received most were cold stares and mockery.

They thought they would grow up stumbling through this world on their own.

Until they were taken in by the Interstellar Baby Nursery.

They gained names of their own, received the care they had long yearned for, and finally had a home.

They also gained an older brother who would always cherish and love them.

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[After the Babies Grow Up]

Recently, Song Yiran has been rather troubled.

His younger brothers are all very obedient and well-behaved, but…

Scientist Baby: “Brother, this is a brand-new light-brain I developed especially for you. Do you like it? Brother, can you come with me to the technology expo next week?”

CEO Baby: “Brother, I recently acquired a few more companies for you. Do you like them? Brother, can you come with me to the ribbon-cutting ceremony next week?”

Marshal Baby: “Brother, pick whatever you want—these are all trophies I won in the past. Is there anything you like? Brother, can you go fishing with me next week?”

Painter Baby: “Brother, this gold-award-winning piece was painted with you as the model. Do you like it? Brother, can you attend the opening of my solo exhibition next week?”

……

The babies are all too filial and too clingy. Every day, Song Yiran struggles to make choices among the many invitations from his brothers.