JUDY_JIAO

After losing her job, Wan Qian unexpectedly inherits the estate of an distant great-uncle—a remote countryside farm.  

She originally thought she could enjoy a leisurely rural life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. However, she soon discovers that the farm is unbelievably strange—animals on the farm produce crops, whispers rustle from the wardrobe at midnight, and what flows from the faucet is not clear water but thick red liquid…  

Even more absurd, interns who come to work always mysteriously "resign," leaving only a calm and composed butler who hands her a new labor contract with a smile every day.  

Faced with all this, Wan Qian optimistically rolls up her sleeves: "Alright then, running a farm isn't easy. I have to find a way to turn a profit."

So, using outrageous workplace logic and farm management experience, she tames an eldritch god into a guard dog, hires a midnight butcher as a chef, and even enlists a faceless girl as an accountant…  

While others tremble in fear, she leisurely patrols the farmland: "No slacking off! If performance targets aren't met, your wages will be docked."

Thus, a farm where "humans and ghosts and monsters" beings coexist is officially open for business!  

—Horror? Not at all. With the right job assignments, every ghost and monster can be a model corporate worker!

My Life as a Farm Owner in a Thriller World

Wan Qian carried Wen Xirou back to the staff dormitory. 


Xiao Lin, who had been restless in the cafeteria, Xiao Lin immediately rushed over in excitement as soon as she saw Wan Qian carrying Wen Xirou back. 


"Ms. Wan, is Sister Xirou okay?" Xiao Lin asked, her voice filled with worry and excitement, almost on the verge of tears. 


Wan Qian couldn't bear to see a girl cry and quickly reassured her, "It's nothing serious, nothing serious, she just fainted from menstrual pain." 


Xiao Lin, who knew the situation, understood that Wen Xirou hadn't had her period. But seeing the serious expression on Wan Qian's face, Xiao Lin understood. 


There must be something more to Wen Xirou's fainting, and Wan Qian didn't want others to know, so she said it this way. 


Sure enough, when Xiao Lin looked around, she noticed that there were indeed several subtle glances, secretly sizing them up. 


Dark Farm 26