Ming Yu

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.

Living In Another World With A Farm

  But things weren't over yet. The moment the roots pierced into the Assassin's body, they began to suck his flesh and blood. In the blink of an eye, the assassin disappeared on the spot!


  Zhao Hai and the others were certain that their eyes were not playing tricks on them. The assassin had indeed disappeared. All that was left was a tattered shirt and an almost transparent sword. Everything else had disappeared. Be it skin, bones, blood, or flesh, they had all disappeared without a trace. It was as if the person had never existed in the world.


  Zhao Hai and the others stared at the assassin in a daze. After the vines sucked the assassin away, they swept up the sword and disappeared into the spatial Rift.


  That assassin was at least a powerhouse of the eighth rank. How could a powerhouse of the eighth rank be sucked away by Cai in the blink of an eye? Not even a strand of hair was left behind. This, this was too powerful, right?


Blood oath (1)