Lord: Where Are the Magic Mushrooms?

[Low-Martial, Light Fantasy + Farming + Hegemony + Otherworldly Continent + At Least Three Chapters Daily] After transmigrating into the body of an exiled noble who was considered useless, Roland gazes at the man-eating fog roiling outside his window and feels the only two mushroom spores he owns in his pocket. While others make contracts with holy light dragons from the start, he binds himself from the start to a short-tempered chili mushroom that can only breathe fire. This is a world where no one can survive without the Light: nobles use Purifying Scales to raise protective barriers, while commoners cling to Mist-Repelling Grass to scrape by. As for him, he decides to spark a new revolution. While others ride magical beasts around their lands, swaggering with pride: He directs serfs to water Mist-Repelling Mushroom Grass with magical beast blood. He uses moldy bread to lure Peanut Mushrooms into multiplying their yield several times over. He makes his knight order memorize the fifth edition of the Mushroom Cultivation Manual. Until one day, when the Tianlin Horse Clan sees the surging tide of Fog Nightmare Beasts and begs him to summon a Light King species... Roland holds up a little fellow with a cap on its head. “Let me introduce you to the newest evolution in my family, the Gluttonous Crystal Source Lord...” It burps and devours half of the Misty Forest.