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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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It was not easy to do this. Even the most elite troops in the world dared not say that they would not make any mistakes. After all, people had their own ideas, and they might make mistakes in conveying orders. Therefore, any mature battle formation had to be practiced thousands of times before it could slowly take shape. For example, the sea tribe's demon formation, vortex formation, cone formation, and so on. These battle formations had been the sea tribe's for thousands of years. It was the result of countless drills.

But Zhao Hai's situation was a bit special. They were now commanding undead creatures like playing with building blocks. Even black magicians couldn't do this, but Zhao Hai was different. With the help of the space, he could command the undead creatures as he pleased.