On the day when Chen Mo's spiritual roots were gone, his family took away his ancestral jade in public and kicked him out.
All he has left is an old mobile phone and a WeChat applet that no one cares about - QQ Farm.
But he didn't know that the remnant soul of the Immortal Lord who failed to survive the catastrophe had been trapped in the mobile phone for three thousand years.
"What grows in that field is Ghost Grass, which has been extinct for thousands of years."
"That kind of thing is the Nine-turn Resurrection Grass."
"This farm... Leads to the broken fairyland."
When a prompt popped up on the screen, [Your friend "Dragon King of the East China Sea"'s Ganoderma lucidum is mature, go and steal it], the moment Chen Mo pressed the "Steal Food" button, a dragon roar came from the depths of the phone.
The apocalyptic spirit is exhausted? The path to immortality is cut off? Doesn't exist.
Plant a crop of flat peaches and break through a new realm. Steal an elixir and kill a powerful enemy.
Everyone in the world thought he was a loser, but they didn't know that the pixel world in his palm was the last fairyland in the apocalypse.
And he is the last farmer in the Dharma-ending era.
