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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 · Oriental
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Hearing Zhao Hai's words, Laura and the others couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although the most powerful people in a sect were still the elders and the core disciples, those core disciples were promoted from true disciples, and true disciples were promoted from inner disciples. However, in the position of managing the inner disciples "Affairs, he knew almost all of the inner disciples in the tyrant's blade school. He could even check the sect records. By calculating how many true disciples and core disciples there were in the sect, almost all of the tyrant's blade school's strength had been figured out.