I traveled through the Cretaceous period and farmed with the ever-changing dog egg.

The next morning at daybreak, Lin Chaoyan got up and quickly washed up. She slowly ate her steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and porridge. Then she busied herself preparing to harvest the grain; a thousand acres of land wouldn't take long for her, a cultivator.

But there's still the work of threshing grains, picking corn, digging peanuts, and hammering beans... Thinking about all this work, Lin Chaoyan wanted to be a capitalist, to be a landlady.

Lin Chaoyan, despite being ticklish, was fully prepared, wearing gloves, a mask, sleeves, and a straw hat, standing at the edge of the field. Sunlight filtered through sparse clouds, scattering across the golden wheat field. A gentle breeze blew, creating waves of golden wheat that were even more magnificent than the waves of the sea.

The ripe wheat, its heavy stalks rubbing against each other, made a rustling sound. Then, with a crisp swish, the wheat fields collapsed, row upon row.

She lightly swung the sickle in her hand, her gaze sweeping over the neatly felled field. A pang of bitterness welled up inside her. "While cultivators are busy seizing resources, claiming territory, and wreaking havoc," she thought. She, Lin Chaoyan, was actually using her magic to farm and harvest wheat.

Then, after putting down the sickle, he took out straw ropes and bundled all the wheat into stacks on the threshing floor. He then harvested another thousand acres of rice in the same way.

On the threshing floor, the threshing machine roared deafeningly, its metal gears spinning wildly as it separated the millet from the stalks. The millet was swallowed by the machine, processed, and then flung out from the other end, scattering across the field. Soon, the millet piled up like a mountain, its golden grains gleaming enticingly.

Lin Chaoyan busily moved around the threshing ground, using a large iron shovel to shovel the grains to prevent them from piling up too high, and then continued to grab the wheat stalks and put them into the threshing machine. Facing the scorching summer heat, her clothes were gradually soaked with sweat, but at this moment, Lin Chaoyan's face was filled with a satisfied and joyful smile.

The threshing floor was filled with a rich aroma of millet, so enticing that it was almost intoxicating.

She would grab a quick bite at noon and then another afternoon of work would begin. With only one person and one machine, she was busy working on 250,000 jin (125 tons) of grain until past midnight. After finishing, to prevent the dew from wetting the wheat and rice, she would cover the piles of grain with waterproof cloth and weigh them down with large stones.

"This is tough! I should have just bought a combine harvester."

I don't know what I was thinking at the time. The rice will take another day to grow, and the peanuts, corn, and soybeans will take a few more days. Lin Chaoyan looked at her masterpiece and held her waist in frustration.

This threshing ground was built by Lin Chaoyan a long, long time ago using stones and sand from the riverbank, along with cement. It covered 3,000 square meters and required 30,000 tons of cement, 30,000 tons of river sand, and 30,000 tons of stones. The materials in her spatial storage were definitely not enough, so she collected them from outside, which took more than four months.

The sky was just beginning to lighten when Lin Chaoyan stretched and started her new day.

The threshing ground, still half-asleep, rubbed its eyes, welcoming the morning mist. Unnamed wild grasses stretched lazily by the roadside, cool dewdrops rolling around, crystal clear. The threshing ground revealed its pale skin, appearing and disappearing amidst the tranquil mountain scenery.

Early riser Lin Chaoyan bundled wheat stalks together to use as kindling for cooking. She then used a shovel to spread out the piles of wheat from the small hills to make them easier to dry.

Then, she grabbed a broom and quickly swept the other side of the open space, clearing a patch for the rice to ripen. As she expected, she worked tirelessly until late into the night, because she had to use a rake to turn the wheat, so not all the rice was threshed. After finishing, looking at the countless mountains of grain before her, Lin Chaoyan felt happy despite her exhaustion.

She slept soundly through the night until after eight o'clock. After making and eating breakfast, it was already around eight-thirty. Lin Chaoyan carried a rake to the cement ground to turn over the rice.

"I'm determined to be a landlady someday! I'm going to hire a nanny..."

"...Who told you to plant so much? You can't eat it all by yourself. You still haven't finished the grain from two years ago."

"Okay! We won't plant so many next time. We'll plant some other vegetables and fruits instead." Lin Chaoyan is someone who listens to advice, but she forgot that the bean sprouts grew like crazy that year, making her feel nauseous and want to vomit. She made them into dried green beans and pickled green beans, and she's only eaten one jar of those pickled green beans so far.

[Could you possibly eat all that fruit that's rotting on the ground? Even if it were made into thousands of pounds of dried fruit, you wouldn't even glance at it. You'd shovel it all up and dump it in the river, on the roadside, on the hillside, in the woods… Now, that place is full of all kinds of fruit trees, and thanks to you, every spring they bloom in a riot of color, their flowers stretching for miles.]

The system couldn't understand why Lin Chaoyan was so enthusiastic about farming. Wouldn't it be better to focus on cultivation?

“…How beautiful! And all those birds and little animals can eat their fill.” After saying that, she squatted in the shed and ate a watermelon. “So refreshing~ Luckily I didn’t plant many…” In these incredibly long tens of millions of years, Lin Chaoyan did nothing but sit there cultivating and farm.

"It's a pity that the land has already been cultivated. Should we just leave it uncultivated? Can I distribute the grain?" Wouldn't that be a faster way to accumulate points? Lin Chaoyan was eager to try.

You can die whenever you want!

"How could doing a good deed lead to death? Is the system trying to scare me?" Lin Chaoyan asked suspiciously. "Why? Wasn't I doing a good deed?"

[...Is this kind of food even possible in this day and age? Why don't you just teach them how to fly a plane?]

"I don't know either!" Lin Chaoyan remembered that she was barely surviving in the cracks, and any actions she took that would affect history would be captured by the Time and Space Administration.

"Then I can't use my cultivation level either!" After all, there's no spiritual energy in this world, so one can't cultivate immortality. Despite being incredibly powerful, she had to hide, Lin Chaoyan pouted, expressing her discomfort.

[Sure! But don't go overboard with the over-the-top stuff like cleaving the heavens and earth, moving mountains and filling seas, or destroying a nation! This world has countless cultivators even without spiritual energy. They just use different methods, like monks and Taoist priests. Your original timeline also had many extraordinary individuals.]

"Does that time and space exist too? Then if I go back, will I not be ostracized by the country? I can work for the country and seek asylum~" Lin Chaoyan looked up at the sky, her face beaming with a happy smile. She thought to herself that the weather here was really good, so blue and clear, without any signs of industrial pollution.

"I don't want to discourage you, host, that would only hasten your death. Who do you think could refuse immortality? Exposing yourself to a nation means you'll be lucky if you're not dissected and studied. Think about that anime about demi-humans; how many times did they die and how many times did they come back to life?"

"Okay! You're awesome! But in the 21st century, there are cameras, drones, and aerial photography everywhere. Where can I possibly hide?"

Her bright, sunny smile suddenly faded, and looking at the blue sky and the clouds, she suddenly felt that they were not beautiful at all.

"Damn it! What kind of awful weather is this? It's unbearably hot!"

[All those spells you learned were for nothing? Just create an illusion, a shadow, and you can do whatever you want—men, women, young, old! Besides, you don't necessarily have to wait until then. What if Dog Egg regains consciousness one day and takes you back?] How can you achieve anything if you're always so afraid of everything?

"That's true! But if I transform into someone else's appearance, wouldn't that be harming people? That's immoral." Nine years of compulsory education don't allow me to harm others innocently.

【Yan Yan, hurry up and harvest the grain outside!】You need to keep a close eye on things in the future, lest you get tricked by some big bad wolf into selling you and then counting the money for them!

"I know! I just finished harvesting the ones in the space, and there are still some outside left! We should plant less in the future. It's exhausting!"