Super Magic Farm System

Chapter 376 The little girl who sells matches

"Hehe, Uncle Christmas, I will give you 100 years of trending? Isn't this condition a bit harsh?"

Baker has done a lot of things like this with a smile on his face and his mother's criticism in his heart. In the dark world, it is naturally no problem when facing Santa Claus.

"Hmph! Harsh? You made me suffer such a big loss of the power of faith. It is already a very cheap thing for the old man to force your request for a hundred years. Why, don't you want to agree, you little bastard?"

Santa Claus spoke calmly, but the powerful aura emanating from him showed that as long as Baker said no, he would definitely teach him how to behave.

"Cough, good, 100 years of driving, 100 years, 100 years of being with a powerful man like uncle, no loss, no loss, hehehe..."

Facing the mighty Santa Claus, Baker did not hesitate, and simply chose to give in. Otherwise, judging by his posture, the other party might injure him a second time. Baker doesn't want to suffer this foreign crime anymore. What he said is just a blank check. He is not from this small world. After completing the mission, he will leave this place as soon as possible. What's the use?

After seeing Santa Claus' kindness, Baker didn't feel guilty at all for such an act of patting his chest and writing a bad check.

Seeing that Baker readily agreed to the request, Santa Claus was naturally a little surprised, but then he thought that he had a huge advantage in cultivation over the other party, even if the other party wanted to go back on his word and deny it, it would be impossible to achieve it. He didn't think about it anymore.

However, in order to avoid accidents, Santa Claus planted a 'mark' on Baker afterwards, so that even if Baker escapes by any means, he can locate the opponent's location immediately, Make a hunt.

Baker couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief that Santa Claus just put a positioning mark on himself. He was really worried that Santa Claus would take out something similar to a "slave scroll" and use it for himself. If that was the case, Baker would He will leave this small world as soon as possible. No matter how good the rewards are in this small world, what good are the rewards if he becomes a slave at the mercy of others?
"Boy Baker, since you like to give presents, go there quickly, and go back with the old man after giving them!"

Santa Claus said indifferently, anyway, he has also lost the qualification to obtain the power of faith, and that bag of gifts is also useless, so it is better to give him a favor.

Looking at the fat old man with a white beard in front of him, the corners of Baker's mouth couldn't help twitching. If he is really an ordinary curious baby, it is really true that he spends 100 years in order to give a bag of insignificant gifts. It's wrong enough, but in the face of such things, the Santa Claus in front of him is so calm and calm. Obviously, he didn't take himself seriously and thought it was a matter of course. Regarding this, Baker I couldn't help thinking in my heart, Santa Claus, he is really kind!
What he thought in his heart naturally couldn't be expressed on the surface. Baker obediently agreed, picked up the gift bag on the ground, and walked quickly towards the small town ahead.

Afterwards, Santa Claus saw that Baker had traveled more than ten meters in a short time, so he stepped onto the sleigh and urged the reindeer to follow slowly. His master's big eyes were full of doubts, while Santa Claus behind him kept his eyes on Baker, and a glint flashed in his eyes from time to time, which seemed to be a bit inconsistent with his superficial kindness.

For Baker, a quasi-magician, the distance between him and the town was nothing at all. It didn't take long for him to come to the town while running at high speed.

Stepping into the town one step at a time, Baker casts the magic of concealing the mist with a thought, and hides his figure.

For these ordinary people in small towns, carrying a bag in such a big way from house to house is really shocking, so Baker naturally used the method of hiding his body.

The town is not big, it looks like there are only a few hundred households, but when Baker walked into it, he felt a strong festive atmosphere. The beautifully decorated trees were illuminated by lights of various colors , presenting a beautiful scene of fiery trees and silver flowers, coupled with the soft light emitted from the small houses, it makes the atmosphere even more peaceful and harmonious.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, but all of them have happy and peaceful smiles on their faces, which makes people involuntarily infected by seeing them, and their mood is inexplicably calmed down.

Affected by this atmosphere, Baker forgot all the unpleasant thoughts he had suffered from Santa Claus before, and he was replaced by his due role. According to the reminder of the system, from the pointed chimney Uchi crawled into each house and began to distribute gifts.

After experiencing several "home-giving gifts", Baker is a little obsessed with this place, because the warmth and tranquility in the cottages make Baker like it so much, the warm fireplace, the colorfully decorated Christmas tree, surrounded by The family eating steaming food at the table makes Baker, a lonely person who has been ravaged by wild beasts since he was a child, very yearning.

99 gifts is a lot to say, but Baker, who was immersed in giving gifts, felt that they were all delivered in a short time. When he found that there was only one gift box left in the bag, Baker couldn't help but feel a little unfulfilled. However, this time he The purpose of coming to Christmas Small World is to get rewards, and this last gift box is that reward, so naturally he will not give this away generously.

Walking casually on the street, he took out the last gift from the bag, Baker was about to put it in his arms, but at this moment, he suddenly choked, because he saw a large Outside the house, there is a little girl curled up in a corner.

The generous snowflakes fell on her body, covering her somewhat dry hair and tattered clothes with a layer of white. If it weren't for Baker's advanced cultivation base and sensitive sensitivity, he might not have found her.

At this moment, I saw the little girl staring straight ahead, not knowing what she was thinking. If it wasn't for the wisp of thin white air she occasionally exhaled from her mouth and nose, Baker would have thought that she was frozen there.

Stab it!

Suddenly, the little girl moved, she lit a match stiffly, and put it in front of her eyes in a daze, but her thin little arm, which was half exposed outside, was blue from the cold, and she didn't even notice it. .

(End of this chapter)