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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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Preparing for battle (1)

Zhao Hai had calculated many things, but the only thing he didn't expect was that the people of the bewitching Empire were too loyal to him. After they knew that Zhao Hai was going to attack the player continent, not only did they not rest, but they worked even harder. They had more food reserves, built their mountain cities faster, built more new magic formations, and more pills. It was as if they were suddenly charged with electricity, working hard. Even if someone told them that they didn't need to work so hard, that Her Majesty was already prepared, that they didn't need to worry and that they should relax, no one would listen.

Zhao Hai was really impatient about this situation. However, he also felt that these people were so close to the people in his space. He could make these people die for him with just a word. He could make them do anything for him with just a thought. These people were not subdued by his space. They came from their hearts.