We Promised to Go into Seclusion and Farm, but I Plowed the Mountains with Lightning

He traveled through time and became a useless apprentice who was expelled from the church, exiled to the scorched earth and awaiting death. In the age of magic farming, nobles monopolize rainfall and common people starve to death in the wasteland. When you are extremely poor, Golden Finger awakens: Sowing means merging elements! Thunder grass stuns tax collectors, fire dates burn out bandits, and ice vines freeze to crack city walls. The poorer the land, the more outrageous the crops. When others ask for rain, he looks at the sky with a smile, and a single seed destroys an entire military formation. Can farming be earth-shattering? This year's farmers are so stupid! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.