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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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The surrenders (1)

By this time, Hu Zheng Fei and the rest had already seen the situation on the battlefield. They were also stunned by the huge magic formation. The big Magic weapons in the magic formation were constantly attacking the people in the magic formation. Every attack would cause either death or injury.

Hu Zheng Fei and the others knew that those who were injured by the power of the law would not be able to get well either. They had just come out of the blood Realm of hell, and they did not have any medicinal pills with them. Without medicinal pills, it was almost impossible to heal the wounds caused by the power of the law. Although they could use their spiritual energy to seal the wounds, it was impossible to completely heal the wounds, as it would affect their movements. On such a battlefield, affecting their movements was almost the same as giving them the death penalty.