

Summary of the Living In Another World With A Farm
And here's the kicker: this land used to be a barren wasteland, couldn't grow squat back in his original world. Now he's got an heirless high-ranking lady fiancée hanging around? Yeah, that feels like extra bad karma.
But instead of going all mystical or fighting-focused, Zhao Hai had something else entirely – his farm! And honestly, if you wanted to go toe-to-toe with him, tough luck because he wasn't interested in playing by their rules. Magic? Nah. Swords and shields? Forget it.
His mind was buzzing: "So I can't use magic like everyone else wants here? Fine! Got a farm, that's my power now. Try telling me you're coming for it?" He imagined the little green menaces his bugs could conjure up, munching through all their military rations just to mess with them.
"No way am I letting anyone touch me," he'd think, maybe even grinning to himself a bit. "Not with those pests outside my farm gate and poison ready to be unleashed anywhere they can find a spot." And then the real kicker: once his little farm sanctuary was secure beyond their reach? He wouldn't just grow food; he'd control *everything*. Their kingdom's supply lines would vanish faster than anyone could chase him down.
It wasn't about being powerful, it was about survival with twisted tactics. His farm became a nightmare for those who thought they were better off without it, and Zhao Hai? He saw that as more than enough reason to just sit this one out.