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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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Chapter 424-total annihilation

The flame weavers were all killed by the liquid silver needles. When Zhao Hai shrunk the three weapons, he secretly released the needles because he could see that the beasts would die after a few shots. Once the beasts died, their combined state would be removed.

Just as he had expected, the fusion state was dispelled as soon as the demonic beasts died. Not only was it dispelled, but the flame weavers also seemed to be in a very weak state. This was definitely a good opportunity for Zhao Hai.

How could Zhao Hai let this opportunity slip by? he immediately used the flying silver needles. This time, he didn't stab their throats. If he did, the needles would come into contact with their skin, and they would likely discover him. Zhao Hai didn't want to be discovered, so he chose to stab their hearts.

When the weavers died, the guns in their hands returned to their original form. The bullets didn't change, but the bodies and guns disappeared.