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.

    Zhao Hai looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice, " &Quot; now that we know there are astral winds in the forest, it's easy. We just have to find a way to solve it, but I think we have to do our best to understand the situation in the forest. We didn't know the situation in the forest before, so we sent disciples in. Now that we know there are astral winds in the forest, don't send disciples in. Pass down my order. Every half an hour, send someone to throw a few magical artifacts into the forest to see if there are any changes in the astral winds. Don't stop even at night, you must persist in doing this."


Chapter 8985 - Headache (1)