[The doctor of agriculture traveled through the world of immortality and became a useless handyman without spiritual roots.
> Others use spiritual energy to grow grass jelly, but I use science to improve the soil.
> Others use flying swords to fight, I use a hoe to overturn the chessboard.
> While everyone was waiting for me to fend for myself in the sect's deathbed, I silently planted the first handful of hybrid spiritual rice.
> Later, there was a food crisis in the world of immortality. The leader and the elders knocked on my broken fence door: "Junior sister Yun, is there... Any food left in your garden?"
The setting is very novel and very good.