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A Webnovel Author who died after installing a strange farming game was reincarnated into a brutal, apocalyptic world. Armed with only his wit and a quirky farming system, he finds himself surrounded by ruined cities, mutated beasts, and desperate survivors. The world is on the brink of collapse, but his system insists on growing crops and raising livestock in the middle of the wasteland.

At first, he thinks it’s a joke—a farming system in the apocalypse? But soon he discovers the hidden potential of his system. The crops he grows can strengthen his body, grant unique abilities, and even repel the deadly monsters that roam the land. However, the system has a mind of its own, and not everything is as it seems.

Now, balancing survival and farming, he must build a haven in this hostile world, gathering strange allies along the way, all while uncovering the secrets behind his reincarnation. As his farm flourishes, so does his power—making him a target for dangerous factions and ancient forces that lurk in the shadows.

Can a peaceful farmer rise to become the hero this broken world needs? Or will his fields of hope be crushed by the horrors that await?

Note:

1. Slow-paced story.
2. There is no female lead in this book.

Webnovel Author In The Apocalypse World

While helping unload the radishes from the sled, Go Okrim noticed the strange, wriggling "radish" in Snowball No. 1's mouth.

He exclaimed, "What is that? A hybrid between a mutated radish and a mutated octopus?"

"Damn you! Who do you call a hybrid!" the radish snapped back.

Hearing the radish talk only deepened Kim Haru's understanding of Snowball No. 1's remarkable control over his bite strength. Despite being clamped in Snowball No. 1's jaws the entire way back, the radish was still full of energy, its voice as strong as ever. Clearly, Snowball No. 1's teeth hadn't inflicted the slightest harm.

From now on, Kim Haru thought, he could let the Cyro Wolf carry things like this for him.

Go Okrim, amazed by the talking radish, exclaimed, "Kim Haru-hyung, this thing can actually talk!"

The radish retorted, "Of course I can talk! If you can talk, why wouldn't I be able to?"

The Grumpy Ginseng