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.
"You've put on some weight." Kim Haru hefted Sir Peckington and, with a sudden idea, teased it, "Since we don't have any meat for lunch, maybe I should stew you instead. After all, you were just stealing my food—what do you think, Sir Peckington?"
Sir Peckington: "…"
"Cluck-cluck-cluck-cluck-cluck!"
Finally, Sir Peckington began struggling frantically, kicking its little chicken feet in every direction, its beady eyes filled with sheer panic.
Little Nugget who was standing nearby, chirped anxiously, circling around Kim Haru.
Amused by their reactions, Kim Haru held back his laughter and untied the rope from Sir Peckington's wings. "Alright, alright, I won't eat you."
Once set down, Sir Peckington quickly scurried away to a safe distance about a meter from Kim Haru.
But then it couldn't bring itself to go any farther.
After all, its favorite rice husks were still piled up beside Kim Haru.