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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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7218 Chs

Ambushing the enemy (1)

However, the soldier spirit had a conscience. He told the botanist directly and then led his people to chase after them. The botanist didn't care. They were also very confident in their own strength. Besides, they only felt the other party's botanist just now and didn't see anyone else.

The few botanists chased after the little crane grass all the way. Just as they walked into the encirclement of Liu yuangong and the others, Liu yuangong and the others suddenly attacked. A few blade Qi slashed out. Before the few botanists could understand what was going on, six of them had already been killed.

The remaining four botanists were stunned. Just as they were about to resist, the trees around them suddenly moved, and the branches whipped towards them like steel whips.

The four botanists were just about to hide, but they found that their feet could not move. They had not even looked down when the branches had already hit them.