"The dying World Tree is about to enter the chat room, please get ready. "The trading button, which has cooled down for a week, is finally lit up again.

Rolf sat up straight in excitement, this time the buyer looked like a big fish. Regardless of the adjective, the name World Tree sounds powerful.

Generally, things like the World Tree are at least god-level, right?

If this trade can be successful, then I will be one more time away from starting the farm system, and I hope I can complete all the tasks before school starts.

You know, the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", Grandpa Newt is not simply written, every kind of magical beast on it can be found on his own farm.

You can put some of the animals on the farm, so that whatever they produce is a good commodity for them!

Rolb couldn't help but praise his cleverness.

Just as he was thinking, a dilapidated ancient tree appeared on the virtual screen in front of him, and although a breath of vicissitudes came to his face, she looked as if she was completely lifeless.

"Hello, dear, how can I help you?" said Rolf, very kindly.

Rolf had been worried about his image as a child, fearing that the buyer would think he was foolish because he was a child.

But what I never expected was that my childlike image and elusive system made me more mysterious and made buyers more afraid of their own strength.

After all, there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that children and beggars can't be messed with~

"Hello, I am the World Tree of this world, due to the death of all my clans, the power of faith can no longer provide my survival, I hope to be able to buy some tribes that provide me with the power of faith. ”

The weak voice of the World Tree came, and Rolf listened in horror, for fear that she would not be able to say the next sentence.

"And what would you like in exchange?" Rolf patiently posed his most important questions.

"Muqi! this is my divine art, as long as you can provide me with a reliable source of faith, I can cede my divine magic to you!"

The World Tree said as if with a great deal of determination, which also made Rolf very interested in this so-called Muqi.

But he didn't ask what Muqi was, first, if he asked, he would seem to be very lonely and unheard, and the price would be dropped.

The second is that I'm afraid that she won't be able to hold on, after all, the names defined by the system for her are the dying World Tree, so I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on.

Rolf searched for the magical beasts in her mind, wondering what could be sold to her as a source of faith?

"Okay, your request has been received here, and the transaction will start in thirty minutes.

Let's make sure here, I can only provide you with the mother, not a large amount, I don't know if you can accept it?"

It's not that Rolf is scarking, but the production of magical animals on his farm has always been strictly controlled by Newt, so the output is not high.

The World Tree hesitated for a moment, then replied, "How long is their fertility cycle?"

"Two or three months will do. Rolf said confidently.

Two or three months?The World Tree was pleasantly surprised when she heard Rolf's reply, the elves she had created herself were so perfect that they were not only difficult to breed, but also captured in large numbers.

The gestation cycle of several decades is also the main reason why she fell into a near-death state.

But I didn't expect that this businessman from another world would be able to provide a letter clan with such a short gestation cycle?

After receiving an affirmative reply from the World Tree, Rolf got up and made his way to the farmhouse.

When I passed by the living room, Grandma Queenie, who had been home for a few days, was sitting on the sofa, smiling and greeting, "What are you going to do with little Rolf?"

That's right, this Grandma Queenie is just as energetic and charming as she was when she was younger......

And next to her sat a fat man with white hair, who was his husband, Jacob.

Although Grandpa Jacob is just a No-Maki, the life-prolonging potion made of the Philosopher's Stone does not distinguish between wizards and mortals.

Yes, you heard it right, it's the Philosopher's Stone.

Of course, it was not the Philosopher's Stone in Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, but Newt spent a lot of money to have someone make another one.

It is by relying on this magic stone that a few old guys in their own family have been able to survive until now.

However, Grandma Queenie's medicine was somewhat laborious to deliver, and she had to fly to the United States on time every month to deliver it in person.

However, for the Scamanders, who make a lot of money through magical beasts, this money is completely unnecessary.

"Good afternoon, Grandma Queenie, Grandpa Jacob, I'm going to help my grandpa feed his little cuties. Rolf replied politely.

He looked around the living room, only Queenie and Jacob, and the other three were nowhere to be seen.

During a meal together, we heard that their research on the spell model was nearing completion, but it was limited to the study of the Celestial Mind.

Their research progress was not fast enough to be able to model the same spells as other spells.

To tell the truth, he still wants to know what Professor Klelawney's talent witchcraft is like, talent divination, and it's a little touching to think about it!

Bidding farewell to the enthusiastic Grandma Queenie, Rolf came to the habitat of the tree guard, they all lived in the big trees, and they all warmly surrounded Rolf after seeing him.

Looking at the small tree guard pot in front of him, no different from the bark and branches, he chose a pair of young ones and put them in the palm of his hand, and asked:

"I'm going to give you another place to live, there's an ancient tree there that needs your protection, what are your intentions?"

When the two little things heard that a new tree needed them, they were naturally very positive, and they urged Rolf to take them quickly.

But Rolf didn't go back to the room, and found a pair of leprechauns as well.

Don't listen to the name, but they are the closest species to elves in the Harry Potter world, and I think the World Tree will like it very much.

They are smarter than fairies, kinder than elves, little devils, and foxes.

They would make simple clothes out of green leaves, making Rolf think of Tinker Bell in The Wizard of Oz every time.

They live mainly in forests or other wooded areas, and Rolf feels that the area around the World Tree is just the right place for them to live.

In addition, they were able to produce gold-like substances, although they always disappeared inexplicably, and Rolf always felt that they had been stolen by Sniff.

Isn't it possible for them to live better in the New World?

Rolf placed two pairs of carefully selected sources of faith in a clearing, but how to teleport once again stumped Rolf.

These two living creatures obviously can't be stored in the trading warehouse, right?

At this time, the voice of the system came: "The trading items are detected to be creatures, and the farm system is temporarily turned on, and the host can collect the trading items into the farm before trading." ”

Originally, the role of the farm was the same as that of a warehouse, except that one was to store dead things and the other was to store living things.