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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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7190 Chs

A face-smacking _1

Zhao Hai first looked at the formation plate curiously. The Jade formation plate looked very delicate, like a piece of art. The formation plate was not big, only the size of a palm. It had a hollow design and was very beautiful. Golden light was flowing in the formation plate, making it very beautiful.

Zhao Hai took note of the formation text on the formation disk. This formation disk was a simplified version of the power of faith storage formation. No wonder it could be used in such a way.

Seeing this, Zhao Hai lost interest. With a thought, he sent his mental power into the disk array. Very quickly, he came into contact with a power he was very familiar with. It was the power of faith. However, this power of faith was far inferior to his own power of faith. If the power of faith in the disk array in Zhao Hai's hand was a drop of water, then Zhao Hai's power of faith was an ocean. There was no comparison between the two.