Synopsis
I transmigrated into a healing game full of dreams and hope.
Yeah, right. Because of a glitch, the world was destroyed.
By a zombie apocalypse.
But despair was only momentary.
Congratulations. You have awakened as: Farmer.
In a world where the land and water have all rotted away, only my farm remains perfectly fine. And the terrifying zombies? They’ve become the best workers, plowing fields and hauling goods all on their own.
In my previous life, I was an overworked office drone.
In this life, I’m a god-tier landowner commanding zombies.
Isn’t this a total win?
Meanwhile, Worker No. 1—the first laborer I brought onto the farm.
I thought he was just a lunatic with anger issues, but it turns out he’s the king of a northern tribe that conquered the region.
No wonder his face looked way too detailed to be a mere NPC.
But here’s the thing.
“This kingdom will vanish into history even if I don’t lift a finger. However, Adrienne.”
His large hand clasped mine as if making a solemn vow.
“If you wish it, I will place a crown in your hands.”
He gazed steadily at me—frozen, blinking—and drove the final nail in with a whisper.
“I’m using the kingdom as an excuse to cling to you, Nana.”
Zombies plow the fields.
The King of the North courts me.
The quiet farming life I wanted has become far more spectacular than expected.
