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

  "You are Zhao Hai? You don't look like much, but I didn't expect that you're actually strong enough to make us eight great sects use all our strength to deal with you. Even if you die, it'll be a very glorious death." Yan cangtian looked at Zhao Hai and said in a deep voice.


  Zhao Hai could not help but smile when he heard that. &Quot; "I am indeed Zhao Hai. It's not a big deal for the eight great sects to come together to deal with me. After all, there's really nothing great about the eight great sects. They're not worth my attention."


  "What did you just say? Hahaha, you're quite bold. Do you know how many troops our eight great sects have dispatched this time?"


Besiege _1