To Survive in the Ice, I Rely on Planting Crazy Infrastructure

Lin Yan stood behind the counter, staring at the reflection on the glass door, but it still felt unreal. Outside the door is an unfamiliar street, and inside is a small store filled with fertilizers, pesticides, seeds and seedling trays. There is a stack of purchase orders in the cashier drawer, and a sign with yellow characters on a red background and "Spring Plowing Special" is hung on the wall. Half an hour ago, he was recording data in the experimental field. Half an hour later, he became the owner of an agricultural supplies store on an old street in Lanxing. Even the ID card, business license, and payment records are all ridiculously complete, as if he was meant to live here. Lin Yan still hasn't fully digested this matter. The next second, a cold mechanical sound rang directly into everyone's mind. Warn. The Ice Age is coming. All survivors will enter the survival world in twenty-four hours. The countdown begins. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.