Every day I'm on the verge of death

"Ding~ Players enter the game, please be sure to listen carefully to the following mission content."

The system prompt sounds very mechanical, but Lu Jifeng dare not wander off in the face of life and death.

"First, the player dies after three matches are burned. Second, the player must sell three boxes of matches. Third, the player must ensure that he survives three days."

After saying this sentence, the system sound stopped for a long time, and when Lu Jifeng was about to think that it was over, it suddenly made a sound again.

"Because this game is a reward type copy, players can choose an identity to enter before the game officially starts."

There were several options in front of him, and Lu Jifeng looked at those options a little bit without tears, not for anything else, just because these options were said to be options, but in fact it made no difference whether he chose them or not.

Because the above options are: [-], the Cinderella version of the little match girl.Second, the mermaid version of the little match girl.Three, the normal version of the little match girl.

The final feature of the above three options is just one word, that is, miserable, no matter which version it is, it is terrible, especially the little girl in the normal version in the story...she was starved to death!

Although the little girl in the original plot went to heaven in the end, that was just to beautify the fairy tale.

Lu Jifeng sighed faintly, stared at the three options for a while, and then suddenly realized that the mermaid princess will die in the end, so he stared at the options and went straight to Cinderella. At least Cinderella will not die, as long as she does not die, it is easy to say .

However, he frantically clicked on Cinderella's option, and there was no response at all, and the system sound sounded again after a while.

"Because the player did not choose an identity, the system will automatically randomize the selection."

"... "

Although Lu Jifeng was a bit speechless, he swallowed his saliva unconsciously when he saw the beam of light jumping wildly among the three options. One minute later, the beam of light settled on the Cinderella option.

However, before he could be happy, the beam of light slowly jumped to the normal version of the little match girl...

"... "

Lu Jifeng sighed faintly. Anyway, this is the first time he heard the prompt from the game system after re-entering the game. Now that there is a prompt, it should be much easier to complete the task.

Of course, the above thoughts ended when he opened his eyes again, because when he opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on a small wooden bed, and the clothes on him were very tattered, and the clothes were not his own.

Although he knew that he should go through the plot of the little match girl, he didn't want to experience shivering in the cold in a small and air-leakage room wearing a ripped dress.

It may be because the little match girl in the fairy tale was in winter, so it was snowing outside, the temperature was very low, and the cold wind kept blowing in through the holes. The rag-like clothes on his body could not keep out the cold at all.

And the quilt covering his body on the bed he was lying on was not a quilt at all, but a small one that looked like a coat for his current body.

Lu Jifeng picked up the coat from his lap and put it on his body. Although the coat was not much better than the clothes on his body, it didn't have too many holes. Although it didn't make him warm, at least he didn't have the feeling of not wearing it. The feeling of clothes standing in the snow and blowing.

Despite this, Lu Jifeng even felt that he might be frozen to death not long after he went out, wearing this washed-white coat with very thin material to go out in this kind of weather.

However, this is not the most terrible thing, the most terrible thing is the pair of slippers that are so tattered that the toes are exposed in front of the bed.

Lu Jifeng put on his slippers and began to look for socks in the room, but unfortunately there was no fabric in the room except the rag-like sheets on his little bed.

Lu Jifeng, who was squatting in front of the bed, suddenly felt sorry for the little girl in the fairy tale. She had no extra clothes, and she couldn't even take a bath. Beware of getting sick and dying.

Perhaps for little girls, death might really be the best relief.

Today is the first day of entering the game. Lu Jifeng's task is to sell three boxes of matches. He has just found that small basket of matches in the cabinet of the room.

He doesn't know what day it is today, but in the original text the little match girl died on Christmas, and Christmas is most likely three days later.

And he needs to survive Christmas in this cold weather, and there is another task requirement. The first item is that the player will die after the three matches are burned. Although the definition of the three matches is not specified, it is roughly certain that he cannot light the matches based on the original text. .

Lu Jifeng sat on the bed for a while, and when he got up now his feet were already a little numb, and then there was a gurgling sound from his abdomen.

Looking at the empty room, he was a little worried. If he couldn't sell matches today, he might starve to death.

He stood by the bed and stared at the thin sheet on the bed for a long time, and finally he decided to make it into a skirt and a small shawl.

Whether it is a skirt or a shawl, it is easy to operate. The little skirt on him is too tattered, and he needs a clean dress to hide his ugliness.

It was already noon when Lu Jifeng went out. He walked along the long alleys along the memory of this body, and came to the luxurious city center. There were many carriages passing by on the street, but the style of those houses was indeed in the west.

As he walked with a small basket, he asked the passers-by if they needed matches, but most of them ignored him, while a few looked at him with strange eyes. The same thing was that they didn't pay attention to what he meant.

"Do you need matches?"

This time, it was a man who walked in front of Lu Jifeng. He was not dressed gorgeously, but he could see that his life should be considered affluent. The man stood upright and looked him up and down.

Lu Jifeng shivered a little because of the cold, but after seeing the other party stop, he asked again.

"Do you need matches? Good matches."

A playful smile suddenly appeared on the man's face. He pointed to the matches in the basket and said.

"Oh? Then how about you draw one and show me?"

Finally someone is willing to look at the matches. Lu Jifeng subconsciously replied yes. He smiled and reached into the basket to take out a box of matches, but when he touched the matchbox, he suddenly realized that if he lit the match, he would die.

Although three sticks need to be lit, who knows if these two small opportunities to light matches will be used in the future?Another one is that he doesn't know if there will be any side effects when lighting the first two matches, so he can't light the match unless it is a last resort.

"Sir, my matches are really good, but there are not many. If every customer asks for a trial like you, then I will not have enough matches to sell."

After listening to Lu Jifeng finished speaking, the smile on the man's face deepened, and he suddenly leaned in front of Lu Jifeng and lowered his voice.

"Will anyone really buy your matches? Unless they are dying, who doesn't know... tsk tsk~"

After the man finished speaking, he turned and left. He didn't finish his words, but his words revealed enough information.

The reason why the little girl's matches can't be sold is probably because there is a problem with the matches themselves...

Lu Jifeng squatted under the lamppost on the side of the road, and the wind blew the wheat on his face, making him sneezed. He had to sell the matches regardless of whether they had any problems. After all, his task was to sell matches.

"Selling matches, does anyone want a match?"

Time passed slowly, and soon the sky darkened. The hunger in his stomach let Lu Jifeng know that he needed to eat. When he walked to a roast duck restaurant, he couldn't move his feet in the window.

If he remembered correctly, the little girl sat and died alone under a certain window.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that he was not so hungry. He couldn't be hungry and couldn't light a match. For some reason, there seemed to be a voice in his heart that kept telling him that lighting a match would bring you happiness.

The voice was very empty, and it made him itch like a cat scratching his heart. He looked at the roast duck in the store and took a breath before leaving. When he passed the door, he suddenly saw the sign "Recruitment".

Lu Jifeng's eyes lit up, and he went straight into the shop, selling any matches, who has the strength to sell matches even if he doesn't have to eat.

As soon as he entered the store, he was stopped by a boy who looked like a waiter.

"What do you need?"

The boy's voice was a bit loud, and the other guests in the restaurant turned their heads to look over, wondering if it was because of the awakening of the little girl's consciousness in his body or something, Lu Jifeng suddenly felt a little awkward...

"Hello, I…"

His voice was a little low, but the boy standing opposite him could definitely hear him, but before Lu Jifeng finished speaking, the boy interrupted him.

"What? You want to eat roast duck? But we don't provide free meals here."

The boy waiter's tone was absolutely gentle, but Lu Jifeng had an inexplicable feeling of being targeted, at least he didn't feel that the two people standing face to face needed to use shouting to talk.

Even they are in a quiet restaurant, where the volume should be more careful.

Because of the boy's words, the customers in the store began to whisper among each other, Lu Jifeng's face was a little red, and even his eyes were red, which made others think that he was blushing because of shame.

However, only Lu Jifeng knew that he was frozen.

"Hello, I saw that there is a job posting outside. I need a job."

This time his voice was loud, and the boy seemed a little taken aback, but a second later he suddenly showed a vicious expression.

"People like you will not be hired in this small town."

This time the boy's voice was not loud, but it was not known whether it was because of the change of mood, the boy's face was a little blush.

"Please get out of here now."

Before Lu Jifeng could react, he was pushed out. The moment the boy touched his body, he subconsciously wanted to take out his fighting/fighting/knife, and he touched his waist only to realize that it was not his own body.

In the next second, he backhanded to catch the waiter, but the moment he turned around, he missed it, for no other reason than because he was at least half shorter than that boy.

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