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

  Three days had passed. Three days were too short for cultivators, but it was not short for the people of hundred-victory realm. There were tens of millions of people in hundred-victory realm, who had been standing next to the Zhou family's Stone City without moving.


  The reason why they were standing there was because the battle between the undead creatures and the 3rd Legion wasn't over yet. To be honest, Zhao Hai was impressed by the 3rd Legion's tenacity. Under the attack of hundreds of millions of undead creatures, the 3rd Legion actually lasted for three days, which was beyond Zhao Hai's expectations. In Zhao Hai's opinion, it would be great if they could last for one day, but he didn't expect them to last for three whole days.


The Army of resurrection (1)