Wu Fei traveled through the interstellar wasteland and was bound to a plane seed system.
Others need money to farm, but she needs her life to farm——
Plant spiritual rice in the world of immortality, and the ears of rice will bear sword intent;
Plant tomatoes in the cyber world, and the fruits contain data viruses;
He even went to the plane of Cthulhu to plant pumpkins, and the vines grew into tentacle wards...
The whole universe is rushing to buy her mutant crops:
Marshal of the Empire: "Spiritual soothing flowers, as many as you want!"
Zerg Queen: "That hypnotic honeydew melon is enough to exchange for half of my territory!"
Cultivation master: "This leek... Can actually eat the inner demons?!"
Wu Fei hugged the hoe tightly: "Calm down! Wait for me to steal some dragon dung fertilizer from the magic plane -"
System prompt: The energy is full and the new dimension [Doomsday Wasteland] has been unlocked!
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Small Theater
One day, a holographic headline broke: #surprise! How to grow vegetables on ancient earth has become a required course in the interstellar world#
Wu Fei: "Thank you for the invitation, it's just the farming talent inherited from the ancestors of the people on earth."
Planes: "No, this is metaphysics!"
Concept: There is no useless profession, only neglected power