Farming to Survive the Apocalypse: I Found a Little One and Started a Farm

[Post-apocalyptic Farming + Base Building + Management + Powers + Raising Kids + Evolution and Leveling] Tang Miao was a top-rated chicken farmer in the interstellar era, with SSS-level mental power. Then her starship crashed, and she transmigrated into the apocalypse. Taken hostage, she promptly dropped to her knees, handed over her supplies, and set up on her own. Along the way, she picked up a zombie toddler who could only babble. While everyone else fought bloody battles for food, Tang Miao farmed, built a ranch, and even taught a lesson or two. She tapped on the little blackboard. “Repeat after me: Ma, muah, ma, Mama.” The crowd of zombies in front of her: “Waaah!” The little one: “Aba aba.” You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear! Tang Miao was so mad she went off to clear and cultivate the wasteland. As it happened, she rescued a zombie who looked like a teenage boy. “Sorry about this. He’s my kid’s big brother. Sorry for the trouble, everyone.” The ground suddenly shook violently, and a dark mass appeared in the distance. Everyone: “A zombie horde! Run!” But the zombies, all crooked and lopsided, lined up at attention under the toddler’s command. They made finger hearts at Tang Miao. “Mommy, hungry, want food!” One day, the water and soil became polluted, people awakened their powers, and plants mutated. Tang Miao: “Big sale at the farm! Twenty crystal cores for pork, ten crystal cores for any vegetables you want!” As freezing and scorching weather arrived one after another, Tang Miao drove her farm along, calling out to customers. “Boss, fifty crystal cores for a fire starter! Why didn’t you tell us you were moving the farm?” “The price is up to sixty crystal cores now. My farm is mobile, so keep an eye out for route updates. Come visit again!”