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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 · Huyền huyễn
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Zhao Hai and the others were still sitting in the campsite, drinking mutton soup and eating mutton. However, they were no longer in a hurry. They were prepared to take a good rest because they were already not far from the old camp of the herculean divine ox clan.

Weyers drank a bowl of mutton soup and ate a piece of mutton. Only then did he feel like he had the strength to speak. He turned to Zhao Hai and said,"Little hai, did the bullfighting clan really not discover us?"

Zhao Hai nodded. &Quot; don't worry, big brother. They really didn't find out. The bullfighting race doesn't come out of the campsite often, so they definitely can't see you. However, there's one thing that you need to be mentally prepared for. The way the bullfighting race treats your people. &Quot; At this point, Zhao Hai stopped.

Weyers looked at Zhao Hai and said,"tell me, little hai. What is it like?"