Apocalyptic Super Farm Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

My grandmother wasn’t thinking about the bigger picture, only power. “Your Highness, where to?” I sighed; I had spent most of my time at the site. But now things there were going well. May houses had been built, and some refugees had already moved in. “How are the crops at the farm?” three days ago, my men caught someone trying to poison the crops.

Chapter 3: Her Bloom Isn’t Red Anymore, It’s Becoming Everything The world hadn’t ended. Not in the way people expected. No fire raining from the sky. No angels blowing trumpets. No blood oceans or horsemen galloping down the freeway. Just the same morning gridlock on E••••• Avenue, the same white noise of espresso machines screaming in corner cafes, the same looped synth - pop playlist that every shop owner swore was different. Spoiler: it wasn’t.

Of course, when God closes one door, He always opens a window. Scott had been frighteningly smart since childhood. He read obsessively, and books forged an even stronger mind within him. If others refused to treat him like a human being, then he would commit to that reality completely. Then, the apocalypse arrived. And suddenly, it was his arena. After the outbreak, he slaughtered his parents and his grandparents, then recruited the security forces from both families and built the formidable Tomorrow Base.

It all felt too surreal. Damien suddenly pointed at the premium beef on display and said, "Let's get this."

( Hello, this is a trigger warning. As you progress this book, there are some occurrences that are considered grotesque and unpleasant. I'm talking about Abuse and violent scenes. So I strongly suggest that if you can't handle it, you skip this one out. Thank you and God bless. This chapter is long, that is because it is a completed version of all events ) (EVE'S POV)

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The main change since the AI took singularity was the fact that everything, almost everything at least, was extinct or on the verge of extinction - even the trees. The farmhouse stood out on the horizon, a beacon of green to all those lost souls who should wander too close. They were drawn in like soldiers to a siren singing and soon became entrapped by the promise of life. But like all promises - this one was easily broken. It only took one bad seed to start to feel the promise of power before the house of cards this farmhouse stood upon came tumbling to the ground. She squinted in the sunlight, taking a sip of her hip flask this time before entering over into the unsafe zone that was sandy

This needs to be upgraded“. He pressed the upgrade button and his money was deducted 50,000 gold coins. A timer also started counting down above the barn. It has 7 hours and 59 minutes countdown. He didn't mind it and started wantonly using his money. Buying the things he can buy to complete the mission given by the system. From seedlings of trees, fruits, vegetables, and infrastructure. Far on the distance there was a forest. It has many different kind of trees in the same land. Feng Shaotian was the culprit of it, he planted those trees for the purpose of making house in the future.

Apocalypse “Ugh.” I sighed, feeling nauseated of all the flower gardens this place has and sick of hearing those filthy birds sing all day. Scowling, I walked toward the edge of the forest. Feeling the cold air made me wish for more despair in it. It already felt like a heavy burden. I need the chaos to spread, to create destruction. Only then will the madness give me some rest. It’s getting harder to control. As soon as the thought passed through my head, it throbbed. Massaging my temples, I walked past the tree edge and entered the forest.