When the apocalypse came, I bound the farming system. While others were fighting bloody battles with zombies for survival, I was leisurely engaged in three-dimensional farming at the base. While others use their powers to compete for a morsel of food, I already own hundreds of acres of fertile land. Later, people with super powers from all over the world came to ask for help, and even zombies came to steal food. Only then did I realize that the problem was a bit big.
