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

  Night had fallen, and the earth had fallen into darkness. However, greatsword city was still very lively. In a city like this, there was usually no curfew. You could play as much as you wanted outside, and no one would care about you. Therefore, there were still many people in greatsword city. The sound of small vendors buying things and the laughter of pedestrians interweaved, making the entire greatsword city as lively as it was during the day.


  Zhao Hai sat quietly in his room, chatting with the ginkgo tree. Although he was far away from the tree, it did not stop him from chatting with the tree.


  Zhao Hai knew what the ginkgo tree was talking about. It was what people called demonization, but it was a relatively mild kind of demonization.


The evolution of Gingko (1)