I Farm the Moon

When Lin Yuan woke up, he had become a young member of the ancient Jianmu clan.

The memories of his ancestors told him that the moon had once been home to the celestial gods, connected to the earth by the Jianmu Tree. Gonggong struck Mount Buzhou in a fit of rage, shattering the heavenly pillar. The moon drifted away, the celestial gods perished, and the Jianmu Tree withered.

Now, seeds left behind by the lunar palace have sprouted anew in the wasteland. He is the only person in the world who can grow spirit plants.

He grows moonlight rice, raises wood spirits, reclaims the moon, and plants the Jianmu Tree anew to reach the heavens.

But the ancient civilization is not the only thing awakening in the depths of the lunar palace. Pei Jue, a remnant of the celestial gods, has long been watching the spark of human civilization, intent on using the power of the Jianmu Tree to restore the gods' rule and grind mortals back into the dirt.

Lin Yuan tightened his grip on his hoe. “Your myth will be rewritten by me, a farmer.”

He reclaims the wasteland and cultivates a new era for humanity.