Doomsday: I have a super farm

The most important people left the battlefield, and the rest of the people seemed a little relieved.

They quickly dealt with all the zombies and monsters in front of them.

At the beginning, without the control of Qiu Huihui and Professor Qi, the monsters and zombies regained their consciousness.

They had been scared away by the big battle just now.

The farm returned to peace, and everyone present was breathing heavily.

They sat on the ground, their chests rising and falling violently.

Zhuang Chen saw that they had rested well, and then he slowly said:

"Thank you very much for coming all the way to help the farm overcome this difficulty."

His words were full of gratitude, and he generously took out some things from the farm to take care of them.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they stretched out their hands to accept his thanks as if they had obtained a treasure.

Zhuang Chen sent them away, and the place was suddenly calm.

Qi Yan sat on the ground, crying and shaking her shoulders.

In front of her was the split body of Professor Qi.

Professor Qi's pupils widened, and he could not rest in peace for her ending.

"This matter has passed."

Zhuang Chen walked over and patted her shoulder to calm her down.

The farm was in a mess, and Zhuang Chen asked the machine to clean it up.

He asked people to bring the unconscious Qiu Huihui and Qiu Xue back to the farm.

Zhu Zheng moved very quickly and led his men to the Security Bureau.

He sorted out all the things inside and listed his crimes to the superiors.

After this incident, there was a big turmoil in the circle of power.

All the families that had contact with Guo Jia before cut off and denied it.

He was afraid that the people above would bring his actions to themselves.

Due to the extensive tracking of the people above, Guo Jia was like a rat crossing the street at this time.

"I didn't expect the distance from heaven to hell to be so short. I won't let him go so easily."

"Guo Ju has a green mountain, so he is not afraid of running out of firewood."

Hong Tao spoke to Guo Jia in a low voice.

Then the two of them wore huge cloaks to cover their figures and left the place temporarily.

A week later.

The farm ushered in an unprecedented tranquility, and there were no longer those forces outside staring at them covetously.

They traveled more freely.

After this incident, Zhuang Chen's contacts with the higher-ups became more frequent.

So that the people in the dark did not dare to easily take action against him.

They sat leisurely in front of the TV, watching the doomsday report.

"With the passage of the doomsday, people's survival has become a huge problem.

And the first thing to bear the brunt is our food problem. How to solve it?"

"..."

The doomsday reporter in front of the TV was talking about a series of questions about survival.

It caused an uproar among everyone. When such a report came out, everyone's heart seemed very uneasy.

"Master Zhuang, it seems that we can't keep people alive in the end times with our current food supply."

"This makes our actions seem a little inadequate."

"My copying ability is also limited, which is indeed a problem."

"..."

Everyone talked about all the current problems on the table, and the atmosphere seemed a little solemn.

Zhuang Chen looked up at their contemplative appearance.

He stretched out his fingertips to stroke his smooth chin, with a thousand thoughts in his head.

"We don't have many seeds in our hands now, and there is no way to extend it a second time.

We can only rely on the resources we have to provide assistance first, and everyone else will go to find some dead seeds to bring back."

They naturally understood what Zhuang Chen meant.

Now that there are no extra seeds in hand, there is no way to distribute them to those people and let them plant them themselves.

In this way, the most fundamental problem can be solved, and at the same time, their mouths can be blocked.

After a simple lunch, everyone went out to carry out the task.

Zhuang Chen came to the studio, and skillfully picked up the sprinkler and sprayed water on the wheat seedlings.

But in the blink of an eye, these wheats grew as high as his palm.

This made him feel a little happy.

After finishing this task, he took a small shovel and went to the vegetable garden to loosen the soil for some plants.

"Thump thump..."

He was concentrating on cleaning, and suddenly heard footsteps of varying weights.

He knew that it was not someone from the farm, and Zhuang Chen raised his head and looked at the other party with some caution.

Ceng Gong's voice also rang in his ears.

"Our Zhuang Da is just in front."

"Thank you."

"..."

Seeing Ceng Gong coming with Jiang Zhiguang, he was a little confused in his head. Why was there only him?

Jiang Zhiguang looked at Zhuang Chen with a gleam in his eyes, and a flattering smile on his face.

He rubbed his hands and approached Zhuang Chen, and his eyes looked at Zhuang Chen a little differently.

"I don't know why Mr. Jiang came here? It's dirty here, so don't dirty your clothes."

Zhuang Chen remembered that he looked at him with disdain and pride last time, so he thought that there would be no good thing this time.

Jiang Zhiguang was stunned, and he covered his mouth and nose awkwardly and coughed twice.

He had no choice this time, so he came to him shamelessly, but he didn't expect that this ordinary farming boy would exceed his imagination.

"I'm really sorry to bother you this time.

Our old man Dujia has been in poor health recently, so I would like to ask if you can grow ginseng here?"

Jiang Zhiguang asked Zhuang Chen carefully, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Zhuang Chen was full of doubts when he heard what he said. Last time, old man Dujia looked very healthy.

Why did he suddenly need ginseng for conditioning.

"Sorry, I don't have it here for the time being."

Zhuang Chen patted the dirt on his body and walked past him with a shovel.

Jiang Zhiguang stared at his back fiercely, muttering secretly that he was so humble.

How dare he be so proud.

He gritted his teeth to restrain his dissatisfaction, and followed Zhuang Chen again.

"As long as you can grow ginseng, I can satisfy you with whatever you want."

His bold words made Zhuang Chen stop.

Zhuang Chen turned his head, looked at his appearance with deep eyes, and wondered in his head whether he should help him.

He left here without saying a word.

"Mr. Dujia is also very kind to you. I know you can do it."

"..."

Jiang Zhiguang was talking behind Zhuang Chen, trying to impress him.

He walked into the yard and found more than a dozen boxes arranged in an orderly manner.

Such a big sum of money to ask for this ginseng, the problem is really worth thinking about.

"If you really grow ginseng, these are just deposits."

Jiang Zhiguang tempted Zhuang Chen with saliva flying, looking at his indifferent face.

He also felt uneasy in his heart.