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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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Zhao Hai sized up the room. It was located on the highest floor of the ship and was also the best room on the ship. It was very large with two bedrooms, a living room, a small tea room, a quiet room, and all other daily necessities. It was very rare.

Zhao Hai was very satisfied with the room. He also knew why Zhang Shuwei was so polite to him. It was because he was a core disciple of the Iron Buddha Temple. With such a status, no one would dare to neglect him no matter where he went. Even a big sect like the ten thousand Buddha Temple would treat him well.

Moreover, it was clear that Zhang Shuwei intended to make friends with him. Although he didn't know what Zhang Shuwei meant, he knew that not everyone could have such a treatment.

Shui Zhi stood at the side and sized up the room. &Quot; &Quot; it seems pretty good. Young master, I'll make you a pot of tea. &Quot;