While Others Trade Crypto, I Grow Vegetables: One Acre Is Worth Ten Billion

Urban Farming | System Story | Tycoon | Face-Slapping | Gap Moe

At three in the morning, revising proposals, paying out of pocket to treat clients to dinner, and getting called useless in front of everyone, Leng Xuan finally slapped his ID badge onto his boss's face. "I'm done!"

He had planned to return to his hometown and raise pigs, but then a "Ding!" rang in his head: the Farming System had bound itself to him, rewarding him with two mu of prime farmland in the city center.

The city center? Two mu? Farming?

Looking at the office buildings to his left, worth 60,000 yuan per square meter, and the villa district to his right, worth 200,000 yuan per square meter, Leng Xuan fell into thought. "System, are you sure you're not turning me into a demolition millionaire?"

The System replied, "Dear Host, you can only farm. Selling the land is not allowed~"

And so, the most surreal scene in the entire CBD unfolded: finance professionals in suits crammed onto the subway, scrambling to hit their KPIs, while in a wasteland next door, a former corporate wage slave drove a tractor, chugging along as he plowed the fields and grew watermelons made of pure gold, complete with bank anti-counterfeiting codes.

The police said, "Are we escorting a tractor? No, we're escorting a truckload of moving national gold reserves."

The bank president asked, "Mr. Leng, I've had the main entrance taken down. Could you just drive straight into the vault?"

Carrying a hoe, Leng Xuan said, "Forget the fancy stuff. Can someone come help me pull weeds?"

The president immediately sent out a notice to the entire bank: "Put down your reports! Pick up your sickles! Today's KPI is farming!"