Oh Great! I was Reincarnated as a Farmer (Unorthodox Farming, #1)

by Benjamin Kerei

First I was angry and confused, and then I was excited and confused, now I was just confused. Confused was good. Confused kept me distracted. It stopped me from being overwhelmed by the reality of my situation.

I finished hammering the corner pegs, muttering darkly to myself, while using the right-angle device I’d had to buy from those thieving merchants that came through the village to trade and began doing the cross-section to make sure I got my angles right.

A right angle device is completely unnecessary. Just having four strings of equal length or using one string four times and the four pegs you should be able to get a square without any trouble.

“I might look into it once I’ve had a little more time to adjust.” I shuddered. “I don’t like thinking about what I was like.” That was the biggest understatement of my life, if not an outright lie. It wasn’t that I didn’t like thinking about it. It was that thinking about it revolted me on a level I couldn’t express in words. Everything I was vanished before the charm. The man who walked around under its effects was an illusion wrapped in an Arnold meat suit. It had my memories to draw from, but it wasn’t me. It was an addict.