Isekai Farming Novels & Stories

"After thinking a lot about my sisters, I decided to be calm and find a way to raise the money that my father owed the man so that I could set them free. I laboured day and night, weeding my farm and planting different food crops. I planted everything I could lay my hands on: cocoyams, yams, maize, pepper and vegetables. Even when the weather was not good enough for me, I did not bother. If rain fell when I was working, I saw it as a blessing from the high god. I made sure that the crops were well watered. I made sure that they were growing properly and in good health." Osisiakalaka drew closer to him and patted him on the back. His smile gave the young man hope as he continued his sad tale.

Ezekiel who was a mere farmer lived in a small village known as Hisag which was situated at the foothills of mountain. Hisag was known to be farmer's village where people will only grow food crops and would often use it to trade for other essentials, it was a peaceful village. Hisag was known for it's tradition and culture, it's said in ancient times people of Hisag was warriors who fought in wars of Gods and Demons and brought peace on earth but it was just a rumour presently the scenario has changed now it's just a peaceful village of farmers. "It's here, it's a healthy boy" said the old lady from inside the house "but he isn't crying".

Jai asked. Darrion nodded. “It’s called Waamutori and its usually used to pick worms for the fields.” “Huh? Picking worms?” Jai asked, confused. Darrion nodded. “Yep. They took worms from the forest to fertilize their fields.” “That’s probably the most unique thing I heard people do for their farm,” Jai focused back on the bird.

Orion suggested and they all agreed Staircases lined the walls of the hill, cut into terraces to make more space for farming. Cows, chickens, ducks, pigs, and goats, running freely around the farm. “Good morning, Beta” one of the farmers came forward wishing Makeala. His eyes then widened before he reconstructed his sentence “I mean, morning Mrs.Beta” he pretended that Makeala’s surname is beta. They then split up into parts of the farm. Orion followed Selena to pluck the beans.

I said automatically, avoiding his eyes. Isaak watched me for a long moment, eyes searching in that quiet way that always made me feel like he was seeing too much. “You didn’t come to the council briefing.” “I didn’t feel like being talked around.” “That’s not what they were doing.” I laughed once, sharp and humorless. “Isn’t it?” He exhaled slowly. “The crops are failing.” “I know.” His brow furrowed. “How?” I hesitated a fraction too long and Isaak noticed.

(Elijah) "It's okay, as long as they finish it...we need to start trading, I'm planning to build a wheat field and rice field…what do you think about that?..". I want Aeternum to be able to sustain herself, I already have a site for the field but I was considering it would be a correct action in Aeternum conditions now.

=== While some were obvious, others were questionable. "For now, secure the garden, kitchen, swimming pool and rooftops. It is easy to farm points in these areas. Oriole, tell those who would collaborate with us to guard these locations. They can earn points in these places when the eggs spawn, but we only want to harvest a few of the same eggs. The moment you have the eggs, use the egg tray to store them and deliver them directly to the kitchen. I have a use for these eggs." The Gambler looked a little uneasy. "If we let the others farm points, what will happen to us? I don't want to fall in ranking even if I survive."

It was a little verbal nudge. Cameron had immediately returned to farming, determined to incorporate the Mer way of things into his farm faster than anyone else. He’d hired several Mer farmhands and was already supplementing his herds with seaweed, as well as looking into seaweed farming with Talen who had taken over management of Jules Edison’s farm as Jules had not wished to return to farming full time after the war, and he and Harry travelled for at least six months of the year.

My mood plummeted and I took a step back. Lucas looked at me confusedly. "What's wrong?" I took another step back. Why would anyone want me? Why would a filthy, tarnished creature like me be allowed near such beauties? Suddenly, the grass felt cold under my feet. Gasping, I looked down. Right were I was standing was a patch of dead, brown grass. I didn't realize I was crying until a lone tear rolled down my cheek. The brown patch was growing, spiralling outwards from my feet and killing the surrounding grass.