Apocalypse Rebirth: From the Start, I Farm My Way into a Max-Level Zombie King

Reborn in the tenth year of the apocalypse, I set out to reclaim wasteland with half a bag of vegetable seeds. Low-level zombies gave my vegetable patch a wide berth, and I secretly used crystal cores as fertilizer. Just as my mutated vegetables began to sprout, raiders came to steal my food. I raised a hand and summoned a tide of zombies to sweep through their camp, then turned around and handed my teammates freshly harvested potatoes. Later, people at the base called me “the hope of the wasteland.” No one knew that when my pupils turned red, I could make the zombie horde bow down. My fields are a path to survival, and the territory of the Zombie King.