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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
7190 Chs

Spirit weapon (1)

Under the combined attacks of the twelve men, the five boars, one big and four small, were quickly killed. The twelve men happily carried the boars back, while Zhao Hai silently followed behind them. This was the first time he had seen someone turn into a weapon, and it was a very strange feeling.

Zhao Hai followed them down the mountain and saw a small village at the foot of the mountain. Most of the houses in the village were wooden houses, but he could see that the wooden houses built by these people were very strong. In the middle of the village, there was a small river with a few small bridges built on it. There was nothing special about it.

There were only about a hundred households in the village, but their houses were not far away. The whole village seemed to be in good order, and there was nothing special.