Overworked wage slave Lin Mo dies suddenly after another bout of overtime, only to wake up as a thorny vine on the Western Sect’s lands, nearly withered from thirst. Faced with a brutal start in the primordial world, he puts his agricultural know-how to work: using thorny tendrils to suck up filthy ditch water, turning pesticides into tools for bioremediation, taming giant beasts to serve as excavators, and even curing constipation in powerful figures by giving them lectures on the Dao. When Zhunti smiles and grants him ten thousand mu of sandy land, Lin Mo hefts his battered hoe and proclaims his “Three Rules for a Slacker”: No fighting and killing! No overtime cultivation! If I can’t grow vegetables, I’ll die with regrets! And so the primordial world’s trending topics explode: #TheWesternSectHasADeadlyGasVegetableGrowingStyle# #SomeFarmerHasTurnedASageIntoAForeman# #HowToProveTheDaoWithAhoe#
A survival essay written in the prehistoric times
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