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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

Everything else would have to wait until morning.

The next day, Kim Haru woke up quite early.

When he pushed open the door to step outside, the village chief and the village elders—anyone with a say in matters—were all waiting right outside his room.

As soon as Kim Haru appeared, everyone looked at him with excitement written all over their faces.

They wanted to say something to him, but at the same time, they were afraid of disturbing him, so they hesitated and paced back and forth in place.

Kim Haru turned to the village chief. "Where are the captives from yesterday? I have something to ask them."

He thought to himself, If my guess is correct, those 'people' are the seeds of this so-called 'big fruit.'

At the upper reaches of the river in the cliff, right in front of the white mist, the area was already crowded with people.

The Seeds of the Fruit