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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

Domestic slave (1)

Zhao Hai quietly listened to his disciple's words. It was undeniable that if Zhao Hai was considered a Big Shot on the continent, then barne was just a small figure, a small figure that couldn't be any smaller. He was just a coachman, belonging to the lowest class of existence on the continent, except for slaves.

Zhao Hai was touched by this small figure. He had no power, but he was using his own methods to protect his home. There were countless small figures like him on the entire Ark continent. With them, the ark continent would not be destroyed. It would not be enslaved by the God race, and it would not be destroyed by the demon race. Zhao Hai firmly believed in this.

When Zhao Hai heard the words of the doorman, he stopped painting and turned to look at Bain, who was standing beside the carriage in front of the door. Bain stood there quietly, looking at the surrounding scenery, even though he had seen this scenery countless times.

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