NBFF 52

Tzzzzzt!

Pure white light flowed from Alisa’s hand.

The processed chicken piled up in front of her was bathed in the light, and the miasma disappeared from it.

“Good. Well done.”

Oh Hyeonseong gently ruffled Alisa’s hair.

Perhaps she had grown accustomed to his touch by now, because she quietly accepted it without any awkwardness before suddenly turning into a small flash of light and disappearing.

“We’ve definitely gotten closer than we were at first… I guess she’s naturally quiet.”

Oh Hyeonseong shrugged, picked up the now-purified chicken, and left the house with a large sack slung over his shoulder.

He headed toward a small storage building next to the strawberry farm.

There was already a storage room inside the house, but since he had to grow all kinds of crops and live self-sufficiently, he needed plenty of additional space.

So when he built the strawberry farm, he had constructed…