Growing Tall Walls in the Apocalypse

Apocalypse + Superpowers + Farming

Ten years into the apocalypse, civilization is withering away. While everyone else is awakening superpowers, I'm awakening... a farming System?

While the other survivors fight to the death over an expired can of food, I'm crouched in the ruins, planting my first potato, which can restore spiritual energy.

While the raiders run rampant in modified cars, the thorny walls I plant can shred monsters.

When the so-called “gods” issue their decree to reap the last spark of humanity,

what awaits them is a million acres of wheat that I grew, its awns like swords and its golden ears reaching for the sky.

This is my land.

Behind me is the home I must protect.

The gods may not trespass. Every step brings life or decay.

“If the darkest night comes, I will stand before the countless millions.”

“And behind me stands civilization itself.”