The World's No. 1 Food Supplier

[No drama, I'm recovering from an illness and have no energy to manage the comments. Thank you to all the sweet readers who have supported the official version all this time~~ The content warnings are below the blurb and in Chapter One, so please read them before starting the story!!!!! Thank you!]

[I've started a new story, The Village Man's Child-Rearing Days in the 1970s. The blurb is below. If you're interested, please add it to your favorites~]

Mo Yao transmigrated.

He transmigrated into the apocalypse, becoming an ordinary boy in a shelter who had nearly starved to death.

Supplies were scarce inside the base, while danger lurked outside. With no special abilities, Mo Yao discovered that the farming game he'd played in his previous life had come along with him as a System.

Fresh, vibrant green vegetables, giant fruits with rich flavors, wheat crops with doubled yields, and mutant animal meat that could increase one's abilities when eaten...

Mo Yao swallowed. He'd start by growing vegetables! There'd be fruit, rice, wheat, and meat, too!

He'd only meant to grow some vegetables and raise a few farm animals, hoping to eat a proper meal of meat in the apocalypse. Who could have guessed he'd grow more and more crops, eventually sparking a scramble for them throughout the base?

Mo Yao clutched his little quilt and trembled: ?

Please stop fighting, QAQ.

From a tiny street stall, to joining the base's supply station, to building a warehouse, Mo Yao somehow went from a small-time vendor to the world's largest food supplier. He even...

became the number one man everyone in the apocalypse wanted to marry!

At that moment, Jiang Yixi, who had been by his side all along, stepped forward. "He's mine. Who dares marry him?"

*

One day, Jiang Yixi brought home a boy from outside. The boy was skin and bones and unconscious. When he woke up, he thought their paths would never cross again. But then the boy moved into the room next door and became his neighbor.

The boy was bullied, and Jiang Yixi stepped in to save him.

The boy was delicate and frail, so Jiang Yixi personally took him along on missions to build up his strength.

The boy wanted to join the supply station, and Jiang Yixi defied everyone's objections to protect him.

The boy...

Jiang Yixi realized that from the very beginning, he had drawn the boy into his circle of protection.

Mo Yao: May you, on nights when darkness stirs, munch on the sweetest melons and eat the most delicious meat.

And also, may you have the strongest man (not really).

An overpowered, cold-faced but warm-hearted gong who keeps getting Good Person cards X a timid, weak, pretty, easygoing shou who runs a big farm

P.S. This isn't a wish-fulfillment story. The logic is a mess, the writing is amateurish, and the power progression is slow.

The protagonist grows over time. He's an ordinary, flawed and contradictory person, not a perfect character. He's clumsy, timid, and bad at socializing, among other things. He gradually grows as the story progresses, though his personality doesn't change much. His physical condition does improve.

If you dislike this kind of character or think the characterization doesn't work, please don't click in. If you come in just to criticize the author or insult the protagonist, I won't be able to ignore it, and I'll delete comments that disregard the content warnings.

There are lots of fictional details, including the seeds and how things grow, so please don't compare them to reality. The romance gets more attention early on for the sake of the plot, and there are also some clues that won't be explained until later. If you don't want to read the romance, you can pick the plot points you like from the chapter summaries.

Reading is supposed to be fun. If you don't like the story, cut your losses while the chapters are free. You don't need to tell me you're dropping it. Writing advice is politely declined.

Everyone has their own ideas, but that doesn't mean you can dismiss or belittle someone else's hard work and creativity. If you're really eager to express yourself, here's a pen, dear reader. Write your own story~

(Please be considerate of one another while reading. If you're kind to me, I'll be kind to you, and we'll all get along.)

The Village Man's Child-Rearing Days in the 1970s

Blurb:

Fang Yingli is a third-year agricultural student who failed a course after a classmate's pig trampled his vegetables. Before he could drag the classmate's assignment over to roast suckling pig, he transmigrated into the body of a married village man in the 1970s who shared his name.

The village man's first wife died after giving birth. Now, after he had finally married a new wife, both his parents were killed in a mudslide during a rainstorm while gathering herbs in the mountains. Rumors spread through the village that he was cursed to kill his parents and his wife, and that his new bride wouldn't live long, either.

In this little southern village, where people still believed in feudal superstition, the original owner of the body had fallen seriously ill.

When Fang Yingli woke up, he saw a three-year-old toddler, his nine-year-old twin brother and sister, and the new wife he'd just married gathered around him...

His vision went black. Wasn't this even worse than failing a class?

The three-year-old was still babbling, tugging at his clothes and asking for food. His nine-year-old siblings were skinny and malnourished, yet obediently did chores without crying or fussing. And his new wife was faithfully caring for him while he lay sick in bed.

What could he do? Now that he had transmigrated here, he had to support this poor family.

Luckily, farming was his strong suit.

But, stepmother of my children, go ahead and care for them, but don't spend the family's two yuan and thirty cents on medicine!

Want to make a fortune in the remote countryside of the 1970s, with unfamiliar surroundings, harsh living conditions, and little technology?

Better raise the kids first.

Not long after, Fang Yingli sighed as he stared at the raw manure in the field. He pinched the cheek of the adorable little toddler beside him, clenched his teeth, and rolled up his sleeves. It was just raw manure. It wasn't like he'd never seen it before!

Later...

Fang Yingli harvested rice in the field.

His wife bundled the rice stalks on the ridge.

The children helped pick up the stray grains.

He lifted his face to the evening glow. Maybe this life wasn't so bad after all.

Theme: Growing together and following the light.