I Returned as the Strongest Farm Spirit

Wei Ziming kept waking in the wrong place, and the worst part was that he could still remember how to grow food better than most people could swing a blade. He had died halfway through a huge power break, so his spirit stayed sharp while his body was gone. That left him stuck in a ruined safehouse, carrying old skill, empty hands, and the strange calm of someone who had already lost everything once. When hunger hit the shelter, he became the one person who could turn scraps, seed grain, and broken ground into a plan. The people around him wanted strength. Wei wanted a tomorrow with food on the table. The one he trusted most was also the one who knew exactly how to use his weakness.