Becoming a god by raising witches

He gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, and looked at the black cat, Eileen, with displeasure.

"Do we have to regulate something just because someone is dancing?"

"It's too ugly, it's an eyesore. If you want to keep jumping, I'll make you jump until you die."

They heard that the witch had issued an ultimatum.

Locke immediately stopped dancing and checked his proficiency level, which had increased from 3 to 8. He was only 992 more moves away from completing the advanced task of improving his physical coordination.

Hannah wanted to interview the people dancing around her, but even if she danced the same steps as them, they wouldn't pay any attention to her and would just smile at her.

Seeing that her younger brother Locke had stopped dancing, Hannah also stopped. The two looked at each other helplessly and walked out of the strange crowd.

“I saw Mrs. Amor’s daughter, Lizzie. She’s just like everyone else, all she does is giggle and dance. Let’s go back and ask Mrs. Amor.”

Locke suggested.

Although he hadn't spoken more than a few words to Lizzie Amor, the girl often stole glances at him, leaving a deep impression on him.

Hannah nodded. "We'll take her back and then ask Mrs. Amor."

As they spoke, the two squeezed back into the crowd and forcibly took away the delirious Lizzie Amor.

Back on the third floor of Old Tom's apartment building, he knocked on the door of Mrs. Amour's house next door.

Lisa, pale-faced, opened the door; she was Mrs. Amour's youngest daughter.

She had two braids, many freckles on her face, and a very thin figure, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

"Little Lisa, is Mrs. Amor home?"

Hannah asked, supporting Lizzie who was still gesturing wildly.

Lisa looked at her sister in surprise, "Ligi, what's wrong?"

Lizzie just giggled, which startled Lisa.

She immediately turned and called out to Mrs. Amor.

"Mom, Mom, come quick! My sister seems to have gone mad."

Chapter 17, Possessed by Evil

Hearing her youngest daughter Lisa's cries, Mrs. Amour immediately put down the laundry she was washing and rushed out.

"Giggle, giggle."

Lizzie grinned, staring intently at Mrs. Amor and her sister Lisa, her body twitching occasionally.

Mrs. Amor looked on in surprise. Without thanking Hannah and Locke, the group forcibly dragged Lizzie into the house.

Mrs. Amor took out the Life Cult leaf pendant hanging from her chest, pressed it to Lizzie's forehead, closed her eyes, and silently recited...

"The Great Mother of All Beings,"

Mother Earth

The Creator of Life

The creators of chaos and order

Please bless and remove the strangeness and defilement from your believers.

She repeated it three times and kept hitting Lizzie's forehead hard with the leaf pendant until red marks appeared on Lizzie's forehead.

Immediately, Lizzie seemed to have all her strength drained away, and she collapsed shakily.

Lisa caught her sister nervously, looking at her mother in a panic.

"Mom, what should I do?"

"Wrap it in black cloth, keep it out of the light, and we'll go to the church to pray for holy water."

Locke frowned almost imperceptibly. People here generally don't go to expensive hospitals when they get sick; instead, they choose to go to churches to ask for holy water and blessings.

Locke believed that Lizzie's symptoms were more like illness or poisoning and that she should be taken to the hospital immediately.

As for how to explain why Lizzie, who was convulsing, suddenly fell asleep after Mrs. Amor's prayer, it's most likely because Mrs. Amor hit her too hard and knocked her unconscious.

"Mrs. Amor, let's go to the hospital."

Hannah shared Locke's opinion and offered her suggestion.

Mrs. Amor shook her head. "This is possession, it must be possession. Don't tell anyone, Hannah, Locke, please keep this a secret. We must go to church now."

Mrs. Amour feared that being possessed would damage her reputation and cause her neighbors and the wealthy people in the West End near Trey Bridge to refuse to let her do laundry and mending anymore, so she specifically begged Locke and Hannah to keep the secret.

"Mrs. Amor, do you know when Lizzie started experiencing these symptoms?"

Hannah asked eagerly, wanting to know the truth or find a breakthrough to investigate.

Mrs. Amor shook her head again.

"I don't know. I just asked her to go out and deliver starched clothes to a customer. You brought her back, and she's still like this. She must have come into contact with something dirty outside."

Seeing that the Life Church believers were unmoved by reason, Hannah and Locke had no choice but to step aside and let Mrs. Amor and Lisa wrap Lizzie in a black cloth and take her to the church.

Hannah sighed deeply. If no one was willing to be interviewed and everyone sent the patient to the church, how could she find out the truth?

Locke, noticing Hannah's distress, said...

"Hannah, could it be related to the drinking water? Ever since the apartment building switched to Compass water company, many people have experienced diarrhea. Have you had anything similar before?"

"You mean diarrhea is just the beginning, and everyone will end up like Lizzie?"

Hannah felt a wave of fear wash over her.

"I'm just guessing, but I can't rule out the possibility. However, both Lizzie and Lucy should have experienced diarrhea."

The restrooms on the same floor are shared, so it's not surprising that Locke knew about this.

Hannah nodded. "Let's go, let's try asking the others and see if they've had diarrhea recently."

The siblings began their operation, while the witch, who was clinging tightly to Locke's shoulder, yawned boredly.

"Locke, instead of wasting your time, you should cook me a few more delicious meals."

Eileen suggested.

"For lunch, we had meat patties; for dinner, we had Kung Pao pork liver. The meat patties were made by mixing minced meat, eggs, onions, potatoes, and garlic with flour, then deep-frying them until golden brown. They were crispy on the outside and filling on the inside. The Kung Pao pork liver, on the other hand..."

Locke explained the two dishes in detail, and Eileen was quite satisfied with them. The thought of being able to eat new dishes made her body tremble slightly as she leaned on Locke's shoulder.

Hannah gave her brother a strange look.

"Locke, were you talking to a cat just now?"

"No, I was telling Hannah about my new dish."

Locke said in a very serious tone.

"But didn't I tell you not to use such a luxurious ingredient as meat anymore?"

Hannah frowned as she spoke, worried that her younger brother might develop a bad habit of being unable to live without meat.

"Hannah, once you finish this story and return to journalism, we won't have a debt crisis anymore. Can't we enjoy a life where we have meat at every meal?"

Locke countered with a question.

Hannah thought for two seconds and nodded. "A weekly wage of 1 silver mic is certainly enough for us to live on. Okay, let's celebrate in advance, but remember not to spend too much money. The two of us can't eat too much in one meal."

Yes, the two of us can't eat too much meat in one meal, but Miss Witch can eat two days' worth of food for an adult man in one meal.

Despite her petite size, she has an unexpectedly good appetite.

However, Locke was not a wasteful person. The people of Kosork did not like to eat pork. Pork was much cheaper than beef, and the offal of pigs, cows, and sheep was mostly discarded. As long as you had a good relationship with the butcher, you could get the best ingredients at the lowest price.

Unfortunately, Bedham, the butcher's son, loves listening to his stories about witches and is a great person to win over. Through Bedham, Locke can obtain these ingredients at a very low price. In the future, he can use pork offal, beef offal, lamb offal, and pork as the raw materials for his dishes, ensuring that there will be no repetition, so that Miss Witch Irene can eat to her heart's content.

The siblings chatted as they walked out of Old Tom's apartment building and into Old Joel's apartment building across the street.

Old Jorge's Apartments used Compass Water Company's drinking water earlier than Tom's Apartments, and many people in the square were residents of the apartments.

As soon as I entered the apartment, I was hit by a foul stench.

Hannah and Locke both covered their noses at the same time.

Because Eileen's sense of smell was more sensitive than that of ordinary people, she had already slipped away before even entering the apartment.

"This smell is terrible. Old Joel would jump out of his coffin if he smelled it."

Locke exclaimed.

The landlord of the apartment, Old Yoel, passed away six months ago, and the apartment was inherited by his son, Young Yoel. Young Yoel not only lowered the rent, but also accepted all kinds of people into the apartment, causing Old Yoel's apartment to become overcrowded and very dirty and messy, which was in stark contrast to Old Tom's apartment.

Hannah nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly.

The two went down to the first floor and discovered that the stench did not come from the rarely cleaned public restroom, but from Peter's apartment on the first floor.

The closer you get, the stronger the smell becomes.

Locke had a bad feeling and rationally stopped Hannah from knocking on the door.

"and many more."