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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

The one who came to demonstrate _1

Zhao Hai looked at beast trainer sect's branch tower for a while, then walked into the hall. Although the branch looked like a tower, it was actually similar to the tyrant's blade school's branch. The first floor was also a Mission Hall, with three large bars. There was nothing else.

Zhao Hai smiled and walked towards the bar counter for accepting missions. He stood there and looked at the various missions on the wall quietly. At the same time, he noticed the rewards behind the missions. Once he saw the rewards, Zhao Hai understood why so many people in the beast city were leading combat beasts.

At the same time, Zhao Hai also noticed that the staff in the mission Hall of beast trainer sect were looking at Zhao Hai with a strange expression. Their gazes were not very friendly.