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

  Zhao Hai calmly looked at the cultivators who were working hard at their cultivation. A large portion of these people had only recently appeared in the mine. These people were not weak. When they first arrived, Zhao Hai could tell that most of them were cultivators at the dichen realm, with only a few at the harmonious soul realm.


  Although these people's strength was not bad, in Zhao Hai's opinion, they were not worth taking into the sect. This was because they were all rogue cultivators. Some of them were not young anymore and had almost no potential. If such people were taken into the sect, it would not be very beneficial for the development of the unallowing sect.


Inner sect disciple (1)