Webnovel Author In The Apocalypse World
A Webnovel Author who died after installing a strange farming game was reincarnated into a brutal, apocalyptic world. Armed with only his wit and a quirky farming system, he finds himself surrounded by ruined cities, mutated beasts, and desperate survivors. The world is on the brink of collapse, but his system insists on growing crops and raising livestock in the middle of the wasteland. At first, he thinks it’s a joke—a farming system in the apocalypse? But soon he discovers the hidden potential of his system. The crops he grows can strengthen his body, grant unique abilities, and even repel the deadly monsters that roam the land. However, the system has a mind of its own, and not everything is as it seems. Now, balancing survival and farming, he must build a haven in this hostile world, gathering strange allies along the way, all while uncovering the secrets behind his reincarnation. As his farm flourishes, so does his power—making him a target for dangerous factions and ancient forces that lurk in the shadows. Can a peaceful farmer rise to become the hero this broken world needs? Or will his fields of hope be crushed by the horrors that await? Note: 1. Slow-paced story. 2. There is no female lead in this book.
Setting Prices and Stirring Doubts (Part 2)
Writing the prices on paper turned out to be a smart move because before long, people had gathered around his stall.
"Boss, is it true that your cabbage only costs 20 crystal cores per pound?"
"Can this vegetable even be eaten? It's so cheap and looks so perfect. Could it be one of those shape-shifting mutated plants?"
"Boss, I can't even tell the degree of mutagenic virus content of your vegetables have. Are they even real?"
"Yeah, exactly! I checked all over, and I can't find any signs that mutated parts were removed. You're not just selling a whole mutated plant, are you?"
"Oh no! That's dangerous! Boss, you can't be so heartless, selling something that could kill us."
"Are you sure the price is right, Boss? Don't tell me you'll suddenly raise the price after I've already paid!"
"Boss, boss…"
"Boss..."
"Can I pay with points? I'm out of crystal cores."
All kinds of curious and questioning voices swirled around Kim Haru's ears, so noisy that he wanted to just pack up his stall and leave!
There were too many people!
Kim Haru mentally blocked out the noise. At first, he still pointed at the price sign to respond, but after a while, he didn't even want to lift a finger.
He only responded to the last question.
"Points won't work."
Kim Haru didn't have a chip and didn't plan on getting one. Besides, the system only accepted crystal cores. What was he supposed to do with points?
The person who'd been rejected slumped in disappointment and quietly withdrew from the crowd.
He still casts a longing glance at the cabbages and potatoes on display several times.
Others might be unsure, but as a plant-type ability user, his sensitivity toward plants was absolutely reliable! He was certain that the vegetables on that stall had an extremely low mutagenic virus content! If it weren't for his strong self-control, he would have rushed over and taken a bite already!
But it wasn't just his self-control keeping him in check—Gwon Damjin was also a little scared of the strange vegetable seller.
Kim Haru, the vegetable seller, just sat there quietly, not saying much, and showed no interest in the crowd around his stall. However, every time Gwon Damjin sent his Snoopgrass toward him to probe the vegetable, they would lose contact with it once they got within half a meter of Kim Haru.
No matter how much Gwon Damjin tried to call them back, there was no response. It was as if the plants had completely vanished from this world!
The first time, Gwon Damjin didn't believe it. The second time, and even the third time, no matter what methods he used—he even sent his only Phantoburr that can turn invisible—all had the same result. Once his plants got close, they were gone, never to return.
Gwon Damjin was terrified.
In his eyes, Kim Haru, who hadn't moved an inch, had become frightening and mysterious. The idea of simply grabbing the vegetables and running away with it was completely banished from his mind.