Sowing Seeds in the Slaughter Zone

I'm dodging venomous stingers on the 4th Floor of the Obalis Spire when it hits me: this blood-soaked dirt has the exact pH needed for my heirloom tomatoes. I'm Tiras, and while the rest of humanity is screaming about the monster apocalypse, I'm just trying to run a farm. My past self apparently regressed my soul to save the world, but instead of god-tier sword skills, he left me a sarcastic system interface and a bag of enchanted seeds. Now, I'm throwing exploding vines at monsters by day and aggressively gifting vegetables by night. My best friend Orikas is definitely hiding a massive secret, and Yenna - the terrifyingly gorgeous Guildmaster I am desperately in love with - keeps trying to rescue me from dungeons I've already turned into orchards. Things are escalating fast: I've got a Minotaur boss pulling my plow, a Floor 50 Warlord addicted to my magical espresso, and the global economy just crashed so hard the government is begging to pay me taxes in onions. But with the Spire expanding, can my chaotic combat-farm save the world before the final floor collapses?