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

  Zhao Hai was not going to be polite. He only had one target now, and that was Yan cangtian. As for anything else, Zhao Hai really did not care. This time, Zhao Hai had gathered nearly four billion disciples in order to destroy this force of the eight major sects in one fell swoop. Now that the formation of the eight major sects had been completely destroyed, what else did he have to worry about?


  It was precisely because of this that Zhao Hai had locked onto his target, Yan cangtian. Now, Yan cangtian had been sent flying again. When he was sent flying, Yan cangtian spat out another mouthful of blood. It was obvious that the huge shaking force of the collision had also caused him to suffer serious injuries.


Crazy _2