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

  Lu Jinyan and Chen Guohua both heaved a sigh of relief. They were very clear about the combat power of the ironclad Army. If Zhao Hai transferred the ironclad Army back to the bewilderment City State, then puhe City State would really be attacked by the sacred Institute. In a situation where all the reinforcements had withdrawn, they would really be finished.


  Now that Zhao Hai had agreed to leave the iron armor Army behind, Lu Jinyan and Chen Guohua finally had some confidence. They finally had the confidence to fight against the Saint Academy.


The truth (1)