Daily Life of a Farmer

The waves of the Caribbean Sea did not drown him, and the gangster's knife did not kill him. When Lin Chen climbed ashore from hell, he was just a stowaway with no identity. There is no system gift package, no army descending from the sky, only a knife that can be exchanged for strength with life, and an injury that can collapse at any time. He won, but every time he was bloody; He snatched it away, but did not step back from the original sin; He survived, but buried his past self with his own hands. In the eyes of others, he is a calm farmer who inherited the farm, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. In the darkness, he is a lone wolf biting his way out of the abyss, Use blood as food, life as chess, and a farm to support your empire. There is no invincibility here, only struggle. There is no redemption, only survival. The so-called daily life of a farmer is nothing more than stepping on corpses to hold on to the last inch of his own land.