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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
Classificações insuficientes
7218 Chs

Returning to Feng Jian City (1)

Yuan jing and the others were treating the injured monks. There were a total of seven injured monks this time. If Zhao Hai and the others had not come to their rescue in time, there would have been more injured. Fortunately, they had only suffered superficial injuries, which could be cured with some medicine.

Zhao Hai also took out some medicine and applied it on the men's wounds. Then, he asked them to rest at the side. There was still some time before dawn, so they could have a good rest.

After they had healed the men, yuan jing and the others turned their attention to the dead Men in Black. Yuan jing looked at the dead bodies and walked over quickly. Then, he pulled off the face cloth of one of the men in Black. When he saw the person under the face cloth, yuan jing couldn't help but sneer.