Lin An transmigrated. After all the painstaking work he put into growing giant-fruited pumpkins for his graduation project, a dim-witted junior in the lab mistook the seedlings for weeds and yanked them out. Enraged, he suffered a fit of anger that sent his overworked heart, worn down by countless late nights, into failure. Just like that, he died.
The moment Lin An saw his pitiful pumpkin seedlings, memories flashed through his mind like a reel: seven years of hard labor, diligently working the fields and conscientiously putting in long hours in the lab. His final thought was:
This damn life, like some insane survival simulator, is really not Stardew Valley!
This story borrows heavily from in-game mechanics, but it isn't a Stardew Valley fanfic, since there are no NPCs from the game.
It's mostly about farming, mining, fishing, and the like, probably.
There is a male lead, there is a male lead, there is a male lead!!!
The author is a hopeless romantic, so there will be a male lead and a romance!
This is my first time writing a story, so I don't know what warnings to give. If you come across a scene you dislike, you can try to put up with it.
