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Living In Another World With A Farm

If he wanted to boss around, he could do whatever he wanted. I would continue to farm, but if he tried to attack me, then he would not live to see another day. Zhao Hai was a shut-in until he was transmigrated to another world with a farm and taken over the body of a fallen noble. The land that the noble had was one that could not grow anything. He also had a fiance who was the heir to a principality. To make matters even worse, he was talentless in martial arts and magic where he couldn’t even learn both. “So what if I can’t do magic? I have my farm. Let’s see you try and attack me! I’ll let my bugs out to devour all of your military rations! I’ll put pesticides in your water source and grow weeds on your land! Let’s see you try and attack me after that!” “What? You’ll hire assassins to kill me? Try and do that when I’m hiding inside my farmhouse. Once that is over, I’ll rid your country of all your food sources! Your citizens will come after you instead of you coming after me!” The shut-in had a slightly foul personality. This is a story of how he, and his farm, became a nightmare to the people of a world of swords and magic.

Ming Yu · Eastern
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Entering the forest (1)

Yi Ding quickly followed behind him. A few black figures were chasing after him. Yi ru held a Buddhist commandment blade in his hand, but there were a few bloody holes on his body. Although he was a body cultivator and had used his muscles to seal the blood vessels so that they wouldn't bleed anymore, blood was still seeping out of the wounds.

These days, Li Ding had not met anyone from the Iron Buddha Temple. However, this morning, he accidentally met a few people from the Nightwalker sect. After a huge battle, he was injured and could only escape. However, the Nightwalker sect was still chasing him.

Li Ding knew that he couldn't escape for too long. His wounds needed to be treated. Although there wasn't much blood, the weapons of the people from the Nightwalker sect were all poisoned. He felt that he was getting weaker and weaker.