Chapter 12: The Absolutely Safe Farm
A new luminous screen appeared in her mind, arranged just like the Taobao app on her phone.
It sold all kinds of plant seeds, animal offspring, wood, and metal materials—almost everything needed for this stage of human civilization.
The currency wasn’t the yuan, but points, starting with an initial balance of five.
How to earn points?
[Please explore on your own.]
Alright.
The homepage displayed special offers for beginners.
[Advanced composite wooden fence, one meter in length and height, indestructible material, original price 50 points per meter, limited-time special gift, unlimited supply.]
[Premium black-bone chicken chick, one of the rare and precious birds, pure white feathers, tender meat, original price 200 points each, limited-time special offer 1 point each, limit one per customer.]
[Advanced grass carp fry, 5-7 cm in length, when raised the meat fibers are tightly interwoven with even fat distribution, original price 10 points for 5, limited-time special 1 point for 10, limit one per customer.]
[Premium crop seed bundle, containing cucumber, pumpkin, green beans, corn, and ten other common crops, 100 seeds in total, original price 100 points per bag, limited time…]
No need to look further—Tang Miao already knew: limited-time special, one point each, limit one per customer.
Flipping through the pages, watermelons, grapes, yams, turtles, carp, and tigers appeared. Wait—tigers?
The listings grew more absurd the further she flipped: elephants, lions, crocodiles, all priced at a hundred thousand points. What was she supposed to do with these on her farm?
On the last page for plant seeds was a premium mystery plant box, marked with a large question mark framed in gold, priced at one hundred thousand points per seed.
One seed cost as much as an elephant? Tang Miao was determined: sooner or later, she had to get one and see for herself.
Most items were grayed out and unavailable for purchase; only the first page of beginner specials was accessible.
The little one in her arms poked Tang Miao’s face and babbled, “Mama!”
“Tang Miao, are you even listening? What’s going on here?” Jiang Nanxing asked.
They had barely managed to find a fully furnished three-bedroom apartment that no one had lived in—just as they finished setting up the beds!
Tang Miao scratched her head awkwardly. “It’s a long story, but to put it simply, this is our future farm. We’re starting from scratch, clearing and pioneering!”
The little one clapped excitedly, “Pioneering! Pioneering!”
Zhang Xinrou was stunned, glancing around at the barren land and the swaying zombies, then bowed her head in resignation.
Tang Miao drove the truck into the farm and released the zombies from the vehicle. She used the shopping mall’s unlimited fences to enclose the farm, temporarily dividing it into seven zones.
A 160-square-meter residential and rest area; six 64,000-square-meter zones for fruit planting, vegetable planting, poultry farming, and business sales.
A 100,000-square-meter zombie training area, with about 2.08 million square meters left idle.
What to sell in the sales area? Tang Miao hadn’t decided yet; it wouldn’t open anytime soon, but it had to be there.
Fortunately, the wooden fences were modular. Tang Miao assembled the zombie training area’s fence to six meters high, ensuring no chance of escape.
Otherwise, wandering zombies would interfere with their pioneering efforts.
With the farm bare and empty, they decided to seek lodging outside the farm area.
Zhang Xinrou, holding a blanket, had just reached the farm’s edge when she bumped into an invisible wall.
Shocked, she set down the blanket and pressed her hand against it in disbelief.
“Tang Miao! We can’t get out!”
Her voice was loud enough to make Tang Miao’s ears ache as she stood beside her.
The little one dashed over and pounded the air wall with tiny fists, causing ripples like water.
“Fun! Fun!”
Jiang Nanxing didn’t understand what was happening but sensed the tension, so he picked up his sister to stop her from causing more trouble.
At that moment, a zombie staggered toward the farm from the roadside.
With a buzzing sound, the air wall emitted a shockwave that shattered the zombie to pieces; the wind blew away the tiny fragments of flesh.
Jiang Nanxing and the little one watched, trembling as if every hair on their bodies stood on end.
Zhang Xinrou stared in disbelief—if they couldn’t leave, then no one could enter either?
Tang Miao wiped her face heavily and sighed deeply. So this was the absolute safety the other party had mentioned.
Helpless, they returned to the rest area.
Back to sleeping in the truck’s cab—the two of them squeezed in, miserable and uncomfortable.
Passing the fruit planting area, Zhang Xinrou stepped into a small puddle. She frowned; clear, cool water bubbled from the withered grass.
A spring?
She wasn’t the only one to find it. Tang Miao also discovered a spring near the sales area.
She cupped her hands and took a sip—crisp, sweet, even better than mineral water!
But the spring bubbled up from underground, making it inconvenient to collect water in containers.
“Tang Miao! Let’s dig a pool by the spring to store water—it seems like natural spring water, very sweet.”
Tang Miao gave an “OK” hand gesture.
No problem at all. They’d dig a pool by the spring in the fruit planting area for storage, and a well in the sales area.
Water resources could be contaminated after a month, but water was the source of life. This clear, sweet, uncontaminated water would become the signature product of Miaomiao Farm!
But who would dig the pool?
Zhang Xinrou had already found steel pipes in the truck, which she had stashed under the driver’s seat for self-defense.
She tried prying up some soil and managed to turn over a bit, but at this rate, how long would it take?
“Dig! Dig!” The little one hopped down from Jiang Nanxing’s arms and began clawing at the ground with small hands.
Zhang Xinrou blinked and looked at Jiang Nanxing, as if to say: Your sister’s digging; you should join in too.
Jiang Nanxing pointed toward the zombie training area and grunted, “They.”
They were on the same page as Tang Miao. Tang Miao used her space to buy a large crop seed bundle and took out one seed of each type.
By growing fruit with her mental power, new seeds would be produced endlessly.
But the new seeds had mutated—if planted in soil, the resulting crops were inedible.
She needed to save some seeds to grow food for people.
“For every bit I grow, you feed them that much.”
Zhang Xinrou hesitated for two seconds. “There are thousands of zombies locked up there. Are you sure you can grow that much?”
Tang Miao made a determined gesture and got to work.
Before long, golden pumpkins, bright red tomatoes, lush green cucumbers, and bitter gourds appeared—fresh vegetables continuously tossed into the fence by Zhang Xinrou and Jiang Nanxing.
The immediate priority was to raise laborers; Jiang Nanxing’s tongue problem could wait a while.
Watching the zombies gobble down the food, Zhang Xinrou nodded appreciatively, feeling like she was running a zombie ranch.
“Bang!”
Suddenly, a loud crash came from inside the fence. The feeding zombies paused for two seconds, then resumed their voracious eating.
Had something exploded?