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

  Just as the disciples of the sacred sect were dealing with these attacks, countless monsters suddenly appeared in the forest. These monsters charged towards the disciples of the sacred sect. The disciples of the sacred sect immediately faced them, but they realized that these monsters weren't real living creatures. They were metal beasts. These metal beasts weren't puppets either. They were real metal beasts. It could be said that they were a type of array spirit. However, their attacks were more powerful.


  What gave the disciples of the sacred sects even more of a headache was that these metal beasts were poisonous as well. Moreover, they could change their shapes at any time. The last time, he was a bull. The next moment, he had turned into a Tiger. This was really shocking. One moment, he was attacking with his tiger claws, and the next moment, his tiger claws had turned into sharp swords. Such an attack was ever-changing, and it gave them a headache.


A fair battle (1)