MTL - If You Don’t Farm, You’ll Die - Chapter 3

Luo Wencheng made a deal with a certain existence and went back in time to ten years ago, when he had just been released from prison, still young and healthy, not yet pushed to the breaking point by Luo Wenjun and not yet used by him as a prop to test drugs for profit until his tragic death.

This time he was going to trample Luo Wenjun underfoot.

The first priority was to steal Luo Wenjun’s future backer from him.

- Description from Novelupdates

A bitter old man gets tossed into the world of Tamriel, as a descendant of a religious madman no less, watch as he delves into the secrets of magic and explores the wonders of this danger-filled world, and with luck and a lot of magic juice possibly even beyond.This is my first attempt at writing a fanfic (or anything for that matter). English is not my native language but I think there shouldn't be too many mistakes. The story will focus on magic and exploration with most likely a bit of romance later on.

As soon as Lu Xuan woke up, he became an ordinary spiritual planter in Sanxiufang City, guarding a one-acre three-point spiritual field, and living in the world of practice.

Fortunately, I accidentally discovered that every time a spiritual plant matures, I can get extra rewards.

Harvest a sword grass and get a sword pill.

Harvest a Xuan Chong vine and get a share of Yin Xingsha.

Harvest a Youquan flower and get a piece of Zhiyan Pill Recipe.

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From then on, he guarded his spiritual field peacefully, and sat and watched the world of practice turbulent and vicissitudes.

“What about fighting skills, exploring secret realms, seeking immortal fate, obtaining magic weapons…all have nothing to do with me!”

“I just want to farm quietly.”

- Description from novelbuddy

I’ve entered a hidden route in a failed game.And now, I have to become a false prophet.There’s no other choice.Since it’s come to this, I’ll become the greatest false prophet on the continent.