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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

Tribulation (1)

Zhao Hai was trying his best to adjust the Qi-Jin in his body. The Qi-Jin of a powerhouse in the longevity stage was indeed extraordinary. Zhao Hai didn't pay attention at the time and allowed the Qi-Jin of a few longevity stage powerhouses to enter his body. Zhao Hai thought that he could easily resolve it, but he didn't expect that it wasn't the case at all. The Qi-Jin of a powerhouse in the longevity stage wasn't that easy to resolve.

The Qi-Jin of this longevity stage cultivator was different from the Qi-Jin that Zhao Hai had encountered before. The Qi-Jin of an ordinary person was a whole, like an iron rod. As long as you slowly ground it, the iron rod would be worn out sooner or later.

However, the Qi-Jin of the longevity stage powerhouses was different. Their Qi-Jin was like a cabbage, with layers upon layers. Every layer was extremely powerful. If you wore off one layer, there would be another layer inside.