I Said I'd Retire and Farm, Yet I Till the Mountains with Thunder

I transmigrate as a good-for-nothing apprentice expelled from the Church, exiled to the scorched wasteland to die.

In an age of magical farming, nobles monopolize the rain while commoners starve on the barren plains.

Just as I'm flat broke, my golden finger awakens: every seed I plant fuses with an element!

Thundergrass knocks tax collectors unconscious, fire jujubes burn bandits to ashes, and ice vines split city walls.

The more barren the land, the more outrageous the crops become.

While everyone else begs for rain, I just smile at the sky. One seed can destroy an entire formation of troops.

Who knew farming could shake the heavens? The farmers of this era are absolute clowns!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.