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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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Gifts (2)

Zhao Hai smiled as he watched the two of them leave. He wasn't very familiar with such relationships, but he had a think tank with him. Therefore, Laura was the one who came up with the idea of giving gifts. Laura was very talented in doing business. If she wanted to do a good business, relationships were necessary. If she wanted to give something, she had to look at the person. There was a fine line to what kind of person she wanted to give something to. Laura was naturally very knowledgeable about this.

Following Laura's instructions, Zhao Hai gave two bottles of wine to debar. Debar was indeed very happy. Zhao Hai was also very happy. With Laura and the others around, he could really worry less.

Zhao Hai did not return to the origin space. Instead, he sat in his room and focused on forming the magic array. He had to move around as little as possible to make himself look like a training maniac. The more he did that, the more debar and the others would trust him.