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

  However, these personal guards were not without the ability to fight back. The weapons and configuration of these personal guards were definitely the best among all the lion clan's armies. When it came to domain weapons, there were about twenty of them in their team. This was not a small number.


  As soon as the battle started, The Leo King was already protected by his people and entered his domain weapon. It was not that he did not have the strength to fight with others. The Leo King was also a high deity-level expert, but he was still a King. He could not let him be in danger.


  At this time, The Lion King's personal guards were already fighting with Qingfeng and Mingyue. One side was strong and fearless, while the other side was slightly weaker, but their equipment was much better. So, neither side could do anything to the other.


Could it be that the heavens want to forget about the God race?