Traveling back in time to a peasant girl who was about to starve to death in a year of severe drought, Lin Zhixia's mentality collapsed when she looked at the cracked land and the villagers who were waiting for food. Good news: She has a PhD in agriculture and is full of modern agricultural techniques. Bad news: no system, no space, no portable supermarket, not even a decent shovel. This start is simply hell mode! People in the village were spreading rumors that Lin Zhixia was crazy. While others were busy going to the city to beg, she led the whole village, young and old, to dig holes in the dry river bed with homemade simple sticks and stones. "Zhixia, the land is so dry, where is the water?" "Stop digging, save some energy to escape!" Lin Zhixia wiped the sweat off her face, her eyes firm: "Listen to me, if you dig five meters, there will be underground water." She searched for vegetation distribution based on terrain surveys, and used simple physical principles to find water sources; she improved breeding and introduced drought-tolerant potatoes and sweet potatoes to rejuvenate this barren land. Without a golden finger, she would arm her brain with knowledge; without a helper, she would trade her sincerity for trust. From the initial doubt to the whole village following, Lin Zhixia led the village to carve out a way out of the drought. While the surrounding villages had no harvests and were displaced, Lin Zhixia's village was overflowing with granaries, and it even became a well-known "paradise". The imperial court sent someone to check, looking at the green crops and the watery wells, they exclaimed: "Girl, what kind of god are you from?" Lin Zhixia smiled slightly and picked up the hoe: "God? No, I am just an ordinary farmer."
