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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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I'll give you two sets (2)

Zhang Feng received Zhao Hai's Jade sword very quickly. After reading the contents of the Jade sword, Zhang Feng could not help but be stunned. Then, he frowned slightly, but in the end, he relaxed his brows and smiled."I didn't expect the Han family to have such a sharp nose. Hehe, that's good. Even if the Han family wants to support someone in the future, they will have to consider little Hai's existence. I didn't expect that before I used little hai to rope in anyone, I've already roped in the strongest one. Hahaha, interesting, very interesting. The power of belief. The Han family wants to rope in little hai. You give one, I'll give two. Hmph."

After saying that, Zhang Feng stood up and walked out. When he was outside, he took a look at the treasured boat that was suspended in the air. He could have put the treasured boat away, but he didn't because he liked this feeling. He liked the feeling of looking up at the treasured boat. It made him feel at ease.