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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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The princess's situation (1)

Zhao Hai followed Bellucci into the tent. He lowered his head and scanned the tent from the corner of his eyes. The ground of the tent was covered with a thick blanket. The patterns on the blanket were very beautiful. One look and one could tell that it was a high-quality item. Stepping on it was as soft as stepping on the clouds. It was very comfortable.

There was no fire pit in the tent, only a large copper Brazier. The brazier was more than a meter in diameter and carved with various animal patterns. It was obviously very beautiful. There was a copper pot hanging on the brazier, and the fragrance of milk tea floated out of the copper pot.

The top of the tent was very bright. Zhao Hai sneaked a glance and saw a huge metal wheel-shaped chandelier hanging on the top of the tent. It was not an oil lamp, but a magic lamp. This surprised Zhao Hai. It seemed like King Siqi was living a comfortable life. The cost of using this magic lamp was much higher than that of an oil lamp.