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

  There were many shelves in the room. On these shelves were pieces of ores. Zhao Hai had seen some of them before and some he had never seen before. There were at least 100 types of ores.


  Zhao Hai glanced at the ores and turned to the cultivator."How many ores are there?"


  The cultivator was taken aback by Zhao Hai's question, but he immediately replied, &Quot; there are 135 types of ores in total. Sir, may I know which ores you need? you can tell me directly. I know the ores in the store like the back of my hand. Tell me what kind of ores you need and I can find them for you immediately. Even if I can't find them, I will tell you if my store has them. At the same time, I will tell you where I can sell them. &Quot;


  When Zhao Hai heard this, he was slightly taken aback. Then, he smiled and said,"There's no need to go through so much trouble. I want one piece of each of the ores in your store. One piece is enough. Prepare it for me. I want one piece of each type."


The Golden bow of force (2)