I'm Just Selling Farm Machinery, Why Are You Yankees Panicking?

My name is Lin Zheng. I transmigrated into the role of a farm machinery factory director and got bound to an Agricultural Machinery Black Tech Lottery System.

After that, I realized the whole world had gone crazy.

I launched a multifunctional, all-terrain electric agricultural vehicle, but they insisted I was selling Gundams. When the White Elephant heard about it, they fled the plateau in the middle of the night, too scared to even put on their pants.

I launched an agricultural insecticide drone, but they insisted I was selling a weapon of mass destruction. When the Island Nation heard about it, they tore down the Shrine to the Nation's Spirits overnight.

I launched an artificial rain shell, but they insisted I was selling an ultra-long-range missile. When the Eagle Sauce heard about it, their leader immediately put on a spectacular display of the runs.

What is wrong with you all?

I’m just selling agricultural machinery. Eagle Sauce, what exactly are you panicking about?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.