The Interstellar Federation's Number One Farmer

As a level-seven wood-element esper, Mu Ziyu has traveled from the apocalypse to the future. He just wants to stay out of trouble, claim a planet to run as a farm, and live a comfortable little life. Goal: grow vegetables, raise livestock, get rich, make a fortune, get a wife! He achieved all his goals, but because he was so capable, the wife he attracted turned out to be a little too fierce... Someone: "Darling, be a little more proactive. Then we'll have not only a story, but children, too." Mu Ziyu: "Huh?" Also known as: The Glorious Development of the Socialist Giant Llama Farm; How the Tyrannosaurus Rex Made Its Way to the Dinner Table; A Model for Getting Rich: The Grass-Mud Horse Mega-Farm. A doting, obsessive gong x a money-loving, cunning beauty shou. No childbearing! The author's notes: 1. Shou's point of view! Both are pure! They dote on each other! One-on-one, dedicated to dishing out sweetness for a hundred years! This is still a sweet story! Updated daily~ 2. So much wish fulfillment, so much fun, so much outrageous nonsense! The bolder the people, the greater the harvest; one radish weighs five hundred kilos, and ten rabbits can't pull it. So don't believe in science! 3. This gong is deeply devoted, so devoted that he was willing to die in the shou's place from childhood. He became a lunatic because he wanted to protect the shou. You'll see how good he is to the shou as you read on. If you can't accept this kind of gong, just click away. Personal attacks are not welcome. Please bookmark the author's page. Every story I start, I'll finish. Sina Weibo: Jinjiang-Heimao Nini My next story is now open for reading: modern-day romance, The Father of My Son Came Knocking. In a nutshell: a super-sweet, heartwarming, healing little romance! Give it a click if you like~~ Theme: Make a fortune with your own two hands