Others Fight Monsters in the Apocalypse, but I Became a Boss by Farming.

The third year of the end of the world. Others are desperately trying to awaken their powers, fight monsters to upgrade, grab territory, hoard supplies, and fight like crazy dogs. Chen Maidong squatted in his small courtyard, threw five cloves of garlic into the pot, and stewed a pot full of potatoes. He is socially anxious, talks little, and doesn't like to go out. He always carries three packs of tissues in his pocket. He likes to add garlic when cooking. He goes to bed on time at nine o'clock every day and gets up on time at six o'clock every day. His work and rest routine are more regular than before the apocalypse. Some people say he is stupid, guarding half an acre of land with three chickens, he will starve to death sooner or later. Result—— Wang Hu held the black iron breastplate, bowed his head and begged for thirty potatoes in exchange; The base captain held the superpower crystal core and politely offered to exchange it for half a bag of rice; Even the leader of the base came to the door in person with generous gifts, just to exchange him for a basket of eggs. The monster wave is coming, the entire base is out of food, and everyone is starving. Chen Maidong squatted in the small courtyard, gnawing potatoes with garlic, and sighed silently as he looked at the long line of people lining up at the door to exchange food. I really just want to farm well and eat well, so why have I become the most untouchable person in the apocalypse?