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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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Tigerhead mountain village (1)

When a person was fully focused on doing something, he would feel that time passed very quickly and at the same time, he would forget everything around him.

Zhao Hai was like this now. He knew that his current strength was not the top in the soul world, but he did not take it to heart. So what if he was not the top? with his current conditions, it was not difficult for him to improve his strength. However, he felt that he should train his state of mind now.

There were many ways to temper one's state of mind, such as closed-door cultivation, in which one could comprehend one's state of mind in the endless loneliness, through an arduous experience to improve one's state of mind through countless hardships, or like what Zhao Hai was doing now, to do one thing with all his heart and soul, and it was even a good thing. In the process, it was also a kind of tempering of state of mind.