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Beware of Chicken 3
A laugh-out-loud, slice-of-life martial-arts fantasy about . . . farming????
Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator. A man powerful enough to defy the heavens. A master of martial arts. A lord of spiritual power. Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck in his body.
As Jin, I’m a man of the earth. A wielder of shovels and lord of rice and wheat. And sure, I also had to die and get pulled into another universe to end up here. But guess what? I’m starting to think it was worth it.
I’ve somehow managed to get away from it all. Finally free of the bloodshed of cultivator fights, I figure I’ll live in the slow lane from here on out, my only real concern the rain―or lack thereof.
Unfortunately, I’ve suddenly got a shady organization looking for me, my cat has gone off to fight in a martial arts tournament, and my chicken has uncovered an ancient crystal containing portents of doom. You know, the usual stuff.
I’m not worried though. Sometimes trouble finds you. And while I may not be a master cultivator . . . trouble should know better than to mess with a farmer.
Beware of Chicken 3
Beware of Chicken 3
Cozy Pairings
Brown Sugar Cinnamon is a warm, bakery-inspired fragrance that wraps you in the comforting sweetness of brown sugar and melted butter, gently spiced with cinnamon. Rich and inviting, this scent evokes the feeling of something freshly baked lingering in the air, soft and golden with just a touch of indulgence. Smooth and well balanced, it brings a sense of warmth and familiarity to any space, creating a cozy atmosphere that feels both nostalgic and comforting.
Why we chose this: Jin Rou died and was reborn into a fantasy world with the strength of ten men, and immediately decided to use it for farming. Now he has a Spirit Beast rooster, a wife, a talking pig, a deeply philosophical ox, and the most contented life in the Azure Hills. Brown Sugar Cinnamon is the candle for every book in this series, warm and golden and alive with the smell of a harvest brought in with genuine satisfaction, the scent of a life made small on purpose and enormously rich as a result. Light this candle and let the sweetness fill the room like a farmhouse kitchen at the end of a long growing season, where the rice is in and the animals are fed and everything is exactly as it should be.