The Plants I Raise Are All Combat Type [Apocalyptic]

[I will revise the article + write a bonus extra when I have time later, thank you for your support] [Thank you for your support. The completed article next door is "The cannon fodder eats melons and changes the fate of the whole family [through the book]", the pre-collected articles "I engage in breeding in the interstellar world", "The gangsters on the Internet eat melons and are favored by the big guys". Please collect them~, the copy is at the bottom~] The end is coming, and Cheng Zhiyu, who has not awakened his powers, is bound to a system with space. Under the guidance of the system, he began to plant in the space, but... Why did the things he planted become more and more wrong? One day, Cheng Zhiyu came to a large base. Everyone in the base learned that he had wood-type powers, and they inevitably looked down upon him. You must know that among all the powers, the wood type is the most awakened and the weakest. It usually catalyzes plants and the like. Until the base was raided by a group of zombies, Cheng Zhiyu released a red grass. This grass is "weak willow and supports the wind", and a breeze can blow it askew. Everyone: Is he here to make a joke? As a result, the red grass suddenly swelled, burst into flames, and turned into a huge fireball, rolling crazily. Wherever the fireball touched, all the zombies turned into ashes. Everyone: Let me go, does this person have a wood power? ! Later they discovered that Cheng Zhiyu not only had grass that could turn into fireballs, but also grass that could shoot ice skates, turn into balloons, and carry people flying... Everyone: Numb! —— When Cheng Zhiyu came to the end of the world, he picked up a dying puppy. He felt soft and took him in. It turns out that the dog he raised was also wrong. After all, whose dog can grow to be as tall as a person? Cheng Zhiyu: It's good. It's minus 30 or 40 degrees at night in the last days. It's so happy to be buried in the big black hair! Finally, one day, he woke up and found that the person he was holding had turned into a handsome black man, and his face was buried in the other person's chest muscles. Cheng Zhiyu:! ! ! —— The copy of "I Breed in the Interstellar" is as follows: In the interstellar age, human beings are becoming more and more powerful in combat, and animals are also becoming manic. Jiang Ling walked up the stairs and missed the point, and arrived at this place when she woke up. In the interstellar future, everything is good, and technology is so advanced that ordinary people can travel in space. But why has the problem of eating meat, which humans have long realized, now become a problem? Jiang Ling was hungry for meat for the umpteenth time, and finally, he decided to engage in breeding! Well... Let's start by raising cute chickens, ducks and rabbits! Starman: Are you talking about the Grogmon, Gagamon, and Long-eared beast that are always eyeing people and want to bite off a piece of their flesh... Cute? However, in Jiang Ling's live broadcast room, in a simple thing called a chicken pen surrounded by tattered branches, the Gugu beasts were silly, pecking at the feed in the bowl with their sharp beaks, and laying a warm egg on the spot after eating. Starman:? Why don't they fly away in such a short place? And the Gugumon is said to be very manic? Why is it so harmonious? Jiang Ling: Jian Yu, do you understand? Oh, there are manic ones too, except they are in my belly now. Starman: ... Trembling. —— Small theater: In the curious food live broadcast room, a warrior ambushed the moo beast and defeated it with great difficulty. The warrior picked up the knife, and when the first ray of sunlight rose in the morning, he cut off the meat of the buttocks of the Moo Beast. After rough treatment, he put it into his mouth. The camera zoomed in on his expression of enjoyment: "Friends, this way I can preserve the original flavor of the Moo Beast as much as possible. Have you learned this?" Jiang Ling looked at the live broadcast room full of rewards: "..." —— Jiang Ling originally just wanted to start a simple family breeding business, but as a result, he grew bigger and bigger, and accidentally owned a farm of tens of thousands of acres. In addition to the cows, sheep, and pigs he was familiar with, there were even small velociraptors... The daily life of the interstellar people has become that as soon as they open their eyes every day, they immediately open the terminal and grab the fresh meat from Jiang Ling Farm as quickly as possible. If they can grab it, it will be worth a month of fun. Of course, if they can go to Jiang Ling's latest farmhouse, it will make them feel even happier. —— The copy of "The whole Internet is obsessed with eating melons and being favored by the big guys" is as follows: Jiang Zhao offended someone and was blackmailed by the entire Internet. The agency has a very capitalist style and is ready to give him away as a favor and squeeze out the last bit of his value. When he was researching whether to make money by delivering food or driving, he tied up a melon-eating system. The first person's task reward would be 100,000, and the more he went on, the more he would get. Jiang Zhao's eyes were sharp: "Money doesn't matter, let's check the melons of my bastard manager first!" One day, Jiang Zhao went online and posted "See you tomorrow night at eight o'clock" and quickly went offline. Heizi quickly rallied, ready to scold him and log off. As a result, Jiang Zhao started broadcasting on time, ate eight big black plums, and popped melons while eating: "Hey, today I will tell you about the legendary rise to power of an old friend of mine..." For a moment, Heizi forgot to curse. This, this, this... Was simply a modern-day madam. It didn't take long for the evidence to point to the protagonist's agent. The agent likes to bring a pair of silver bracelets. Then, Jiang Zhao held the big apple in his hand and chewed it: "Another old friend of mine, he likes to look for excitement..." An "old friend" boss who I've only met once: I just wanted to hide the rules from you, but I didn't succeed. As for my wife and my wife being separated? Jiang Zhao held a big pear in his hand: "I still have an old friend, he..." Everyone who has offended the protagonist is almost going crazy with fear: Please, stop reading! Jiang Zhao's live broadcast room was instantly popular, with nearly one million people online in real time! People who eat melons jump up and down with joy every day. Regardless of whether you are a big star or a big boss, Jiang Zhao always has a way to clean up all the bad things they do. Jiang Zhao also always received inexplicable thanks from his bosses. The entertainment industry boss was so excited that he had tears in his eyes and held his hand: "Thanks to you, my daughter finally recognizes the scumbag. You are the benefactor of my whole family! From now on, I will be your connection in the entertainment industry!" The real estate boss cried loudly: "Thank you for catching the kickback worm, otherwise my reputation would have been ruined! I will give you ten apartments, you're welcome!" The big boss in the catering industry cried the loudest: "If it weren't for you, the connections through the back door would have killed everyone without me knowing! I'm done for too! This branch will be yours from now on!" Jiang Zhao, who was holding a pile of real estate certificates and store transfer documents, looked confused: "... Huh?" —— Jiang Zhao returned to his hometown and lived a comfortable life. He entertained cats and dogs all day long, occasionally broadcast live broadcasts, and money poured into his account. The only not-so-nice thing is that the old enemy who has always suppressed him in everything he does since childhood always appears from time to time, so forget it, he is so flattering to him with words. Jiang Zhao was horrified to discover that my old enemy had a brain problem and actually had a crush on him! Uh... It's just that the other party has broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, and that face is so handsome that the lustful Jiang Zhao can't bear to refuse. Purpose: To live hard in difficult situations