I Farm Immortal Crops in the Wasteland!

At 18, he inherits his parents’ debts: 2 million mu of barren land where nothing will grow, plus a debt of hundreds of millions!

The [Hundred-Million-Fold Critical Hit Rebate System] activates, with some outrageous options ⚡️:

Postpartum care for a sow?

One unlucky crow?

Grandmaster-level tendon and bone manipulation?

He picks C! He dislocates some thugs’ joints, and their screams echo through the alley!

He saves Su Tang, the nation’s goddess, only to discover she’s the darling of the nation’s founding heroes!

“Grandpa wants to meet you.” The Ice Goddess breaks character and asks him out ❄️.

At a wealthy family’s banquet, they sneer that he’s trying to marry above his station.

Lin Shenshen opens the box, and the intoxicating aroma of fiery red strawberries fills the room! 999 yuan per pound? The military certifies them: “For special forces use! Boosts physical performance!”

He meditates on a lounge chair, mastering fetal breathing. Others think he’s lazing around, but he’s actually entering a state of flow in combat, intimidating his enemies!

A national assignment: rent a desert for one yuan and turn it green within ten years!

He stakes his military career: “In ten years, it’ll be my backyard!”

The “Green Flame Project” burns away the wasteland!

Surveying thousands of miles of greenery from his lounge chair:

“Lying flat? I’m cultivating enlightenment through science!”

“System, give me a critical hit! Bring on the desert tech!”

“My produce goes to people who know its worth, and those who defend the nation.”