Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 5

Zhao Hai took several deep breaths to regain his composure. Upon picking up the cane shaped like a worm, the system notification chimed once more. “Pest Release Device. Level 1. Capable of releasing insects that consume crops. Usage: 50 times daily. Functionality extends outside the Space Farm.”

“Weed Release Device. Level 1. Capable of releasing weeds that compete with crops for nutrients. Usage: 50 times daily. Functionality extends outside the Space Farm.”

Zhao Hai chuckled as he set the two canes back down. These items were excellent; they were perfect tools for playing tricks on people.

Finding nothing else in the hut, Zhao Hai stepped out and headed toward the warehouse. He was certain other items were kept there, as he hadn't seen the grass seeds rewarded by the system anywhere else.

Shortly after, Zhao Hai stood before the warehouse. It appeared quite unremarkable—a simple straw hut with a modest wooden door. There was nothing extraordinary about its appearance.

When Zhao Hai touched the door, a notification played. “Warehouse, level one, capable of storing items. No restrictions on variety or quantity. Item quality is preserved perfectly while stored. Functionality extends outside the Space Farm. Current inventory: Six bags of pasture seeds.”

Upon reading this, Zhao Hai focused his thoughts on the pasture seeds. Immediately after the thought crossed his mind, six small cloth bags materialized before him, each labeled with the words “pasture seeds.”

Initially stunned, Zhao Hai was quickly overcome with joy. He had been pondering how to operate the warehouse, but he hadn't expected it to be this intuitive. This was fantastic.

He tried to push the warehouse door open, but it remained firmly shut. It seemed the physical warehouse was merely a decorative structure that couldn't be entered.

With a smile, Zhao Hai returned to the straw hut and sat on the bed to mentally organize his findings. The soil here was incredibly fertile and the water was potable. Furthermore, the land accelerated crop growth by ten times, and using the water provided another ten-fold boost. Good heavens, with such advantages, he would never have to worry about starvation again.

The basket, shovel, bucket, farm chemicals, and the pest and weed canes were all useful tools that could be taken out of the Space Farm. Most vital, however, was the warehouse. Having such an immense storage capacity was his greatest source of happiness.

Recalling Adam’s memories, he knew this world possessed various storage tools. While a space mage could craft them, such mages were rare. Consequently, though storage items existed on the continent, they were held primarily by the nobility. Commoners rarely laid eyes on them.

Moreover, their storage tools were no match for his warehouse. Those items had limited capacity, with the largest only reaching a few hundred cubic meters—and those were considered divine artifacts. Nothing as vast as his warehouse existed in this world.

Crucially, storage tools on the Ark Continent were unable to hold living beings, yet this warehouse had no such limitations on types or quantities.

Beyond these fixed assets, he possessed six bags of pasture seeds and 500 gold coins. Even if he couldn't withdraw the gold coins for use outside yet, he could still purchase items from the Space Farm shop. That was sufficient for now.

Having read the farm's introduction, Zhao Hai realized the mechanics mirrored the games he used to play. As he leveled up, he could eventually unlock a ranch and other features.

Most importantly, he held ten acres of land and a perpetual spring. With these, he could find a way to improve the black soil of his territory, though his immediate priority was planting these ten acres.

At this thought, Zhao Hai couldn't help but offer a bitter smile. He had been an otaku born in the city and had zero experience with agriculture. He couldn't even tell different grains apart. Being suddenly tasked with farming left him feeling quite lost.

Zhao Hai sent the pasture seeds back into the warehouse. He understood they were currently useless, though they would be vital once the ranch opened. What he required now were food crops or seeds that could be traded for currency.

He accessed the shop interface, which was filled with images of various crops. Their levels and prices were listed below, exactly like a game menu.

Scanning the interface, Zhao Hai confirmed that the settings were nearly identical to his old games. As a level-one user, his options were restricted to pasture seeds, radishes, carrots, and cabbages. Everything else was locked.

When he attempted to select a level-two seed, the system promptly informed him that his level was insufficient. Zhao Hai nodded; it really did function like a game.

With only four choices, Zhao Hai picked the radish seeds without a second thought. A bag cost 150 gold coins and covered ten acres. Those ten acres could yield nearly 80,000 kilograms of radishes, which could be sold back to the system for 500 gold coins.

Based on the local economy, 500 gold coins were roughly equivalent to 50,000 RMB. This meant one gold coin equaled 100 RMB, a silver coin was 10 RMB, and a bronze coin was 1 RMB.

While planting radishes was profitable, cabbages and carrots offered better returns. However, Zhao Hai chose radishes for the experience points rather than the money.

From his experience with farm games, he knew that despite being humble, radishes provided the most experience during the cycle of tilling, planting, and harvesting. His current goal was to level up quickly to expand his land. Besides, the profit from radishes wasn't bad. For his current situation, they were the most logical choice.

As an otaku who disliked leaving his home, Zhao Hai always planned his tasks to be as efficient as possible, often preparing days in advance to avoid unnecessary trips. This had instilled in him a habit of meticulous planning to find the most optimal path.

He applied that same logic here. After careful calculation, he settled on radishes because the experience gain outweighed the slightly lower profit margin.

Zhao Hai purchased a bag of radish seeds immediately. Instead of appearing in his hands, they were sent to the warehouse. With a simple thought, a small, flat cloth bag appeared before him. It didn't look like much, but as soon as he touched it, a notification appeared: “Radish seeds, one bag. Can be taken out of the Space Farm. Sufficient for 10 acres of land.”

Closing the shop, Zhao Hai walked out of the hut with the seeds. However, looking at the ten acres of land, he froze. He had the seeds, but how was he supposed to plant them? An otaku like him knew nothing of manual labor. This was a serious problem.

Just as he was about to return the seeds to the warehouse, a bold thought struck him.

Everything in the Space Farm seemed to respond to his intent. Even though seeds cost gold, he had been given starting funds, much like a game. If that were the case, perhaps he didn't need to do the physical labor himself?

Zhao Hai focused his mind on the task of planting. Instantly, the seed bag flew from his hand. The shovel embedded in the soil began to move on its own, digging a small pit. A seed drifted from the bag into the hole, followed by the iron bucket flying over to provide water. Finally, the shovel covered the hole with soil. The tools worked in perfect harmony, as if a team of invisible workers were collaborating. Zhao Hai didn't have to lift a finger.

Watching this, Zhao Hai burst into laughter. The Space Farm was incredible. He felt like a deity here; his every whim was carried out by the environment. It was an intoxicating feeling.

Realizing the planting would take some time and fearing Grimm might worry if he was gone too long, Zhao Hai decided to leave. With a thought, he was back in his room at the Iron Mountain castle. A glance out the window showed the sky hadn't changed much, and it seemed no one had entered. He concluded that either he hadn't been inside long, or time moved differently within the Space Farm.

Zhao Hai wanted to shout with joy. With such a powerful cheat, he could at least live as a prosperous landlord. Whether he could actually help Adam get revenge was a secondary concern; his priority was ensuring a comfortable life for himself.

In truth, Zhao Hai lacked grand ambitions. He possessed the simple mindset of a small farmer—as long as he was doing well, he was content. Thoughts of restoring the Buda family or seeking vengeance were merely fleeting bursts of excitement. When he considered the terrifying power of the high nobility, he felt a shiver. If the mighty Buda family could be crushed so easily, what chance did he have? They could erase him in an instant.