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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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This scolding caused Dong Chuan and the others to quieten down. They looked in the direction of the voice and found four people sitting at an unremarkable table in the restaurant. These four people were also dressed in scholar's clothes and were eating. The voice came from one of them. Now, the four people were staring at Dong Chuan and the others with resentment on their faces.

Dong Chuan and the others 'faces turned extremely ugly. They were celebrating here, but they were suddenly scolded. It was as disgusting as a person who was tasting a delicious dish and only found a fly in the mouth.

Dong Chuan looked at the four men with an ugly expression. He put down his wine glass and cupped his fists at the four men. &Quot; everyone, I don't know when our Academy of calligraphy has offended you, to the point that you have spoken so cruelly to us? "