Becoming a god by raising witches

"Hannah, where did you get the charcoal?"

Locke asked in surprise.

Hannah wiped the dirt off her face and said with a smile,

"After you left, Old Tom's nephew Reed came to sell charcoal, and I bought some because it was very cheap."

Locke immediately thought of Reed's long, horse-like face, who was still single at thirty and always fawned over his sister.

He even tried to bribe me, hoping I would persuade my sister to marry him and become his full-time wife.

After Hannah lost her job, Reed was probably the happiest person, always thinking that Hannah would ask him for help because of her financial crisis, but unfortunately Hannah never asked him once.

This sudden visit to sell charcoal is probably just a discount offered to Hannah alone.

Locke guessed this, feeling the temperature in the room gradually rising, and nodded in satisfaction.

"It seems Reed isn't entirely useless; at least he's a conscientious charcoal salesman."

"If we all find jobs, we can buy more charcoal, and it won't be cold all winter."

Hannah said with a smile.

Locke nodded slightly. "Yes, I believe we will soon see charcoal piled up in the corners of the apartment."

Hannah suddenly put her hands on her hips and looked at Locke with displeasure.

"I saw you sleeping on the floor last night, Locke! How can you refuse to sleep on the sofa just because you think Ai is on it?!"

Chapter 23, "We need to hurry!"

I dislike the witch?

No, no, no, how could I possibly complain about Miss Witch? She's the one who's taking up the sofa and doesn't want to share it with me.

Locke muttered to himself.

Taking advantage of Eileen's inattention, Hannah scooped the black cat into her arms and looked at Locke sternly.

"Xiao Ai is sleeping with me tonight, you sleep on the sofa, understand?"

"ok, I get it."

Locke had no objection to this. After all, Miss Witch and Hannah were both women, so there was no problem with them sleeping together. Besides, he already missed the smell of the sofa; the floor was just too hard.

Eileen stared blankly at Locke with a stern, cat-like face.

Locke took a piece of sweet potato cake from his pocket and handed it to Eileen.

Eileen accepted the bribe with her furry paws and nodded her cat head reluctantly.

That evening, Locke returned to his warm sofa, while Eileen and Hannah shared the not-so-soft single bed.

Eileen curled up on Hannah's head, finding it more comfortable than being on Locke's head because Hannah had so much hair.

In the middle of the night, Locke groggily discovered that cat paws were patting his face.

He opened his eyes and found Eileen's blue vertical pupils staring at him without blinking.

Locke, who nearly screamed, immediately covered his mouth with his hand, sat up abruptly from the sofa, and said in a low voice,

"Miss Witch, are you trying to scare me to death so I can inherit my 400 Micks fortune?"

A look of disdain, contempt, and disdain flashed in Eileen's eyes.

The risk of injury is not high, but the insult is extremely strong.

Locke pulled the blanket over himself. "You're not under the influence of the Black Stone, are you trying to do something to me?"

Eileen maintained her disdainful, contemptuous, and disdainful gaze.

"Okay, okay, tell me quickly, why did you wake me up in the middle of the night? It's not because you're hungry again, is it?"

Locke said impatiently.

Eileen extended her black cat paw and tossed the necklace to Locke.

By the white moonlight streaming into the room through the window, Locke could see that the stone on the necklace had changed from black to red and was now glowing with a jewel-like luster.

"I didn't explain clearly during the day that this strange object can not only greatly increase the charm of the wearer, but also cause the wearer to die from desire. It absorbs the souls of the wearer and the corrupted, and the more souls it absorbs, the darker the stone will become."

"Then why did it turn red?"

Locke asked, puzzled.

"Because I have absorbed the soul power contained within the stone and purified it, it now belongs to you."

Eileen raised her head haughtily, as if showing pity to a servant.

“I’m a cat, it’s weird for me to wear this.”

So that's why they gave it to me?

"No."

Locke flatly refused, "I don't want to be controlled by any desires, nor do I want to be coveted by so many people."

“Foolish servant, I have purified it. Now this strange object only serves to enhance your charm. Unless you have a very strong obsession, it will not be able to stimulate it and amplify your seductive abilities infinitely.”

"I think my charm is still pretty good."

Locke felt good about himself, but still put the necklace around his neck. "Is this a gemstone or just ordinary crystal?"

"Humph."

The haughty Eileen ignored Locke and, with light, cat-like steps, returned to Hannah's room.

Locke decided to wear the strange object to his job search the next day; if he was still rejected, it would prove that it was completely useless.

The next morning, the first thing Locke did after getting up was no longer to make breakfast, but to do a set of radio calisthenics.

[Physical Coordination 10/1000]

After finishing the exercises, we went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

When Hannah woke up, she found a delicious bowl of beef noodles on the table, while Locke was still doing his strange exercises.

Locke is already doing the second set of radio calisthenics, from stretching exercises to jumping exercises.

Despite his strange movements, Hannah found herself unable to open her eyes.

Locke seemed to be shrouded in a hazy aura, like a prince who had stepped out of a fairy tale.

Hannah recalled the stories her mother had told her during her childhood, and the image of a prince on a white horse rescuing a princess from a thorny path.

Just as she was lost in thought, the black cat Eileen had finished her beef noodles and reached for them.

[Ding! Successfully fed the witch!]

[Randomly acquire one of the witch's abilities]

[Retrieving data...]

[Acuity of hearing: Your hearing has improved; you can clearly hear what others are saying within a range of 100 meters.]

[The Path to Advancement: Overhear 1000 secret conversations to upgrade to the Insightful One]

[The one who hears others' thoughts: able to hear their innermost feelings and thus understand their secrets.]

Locke, who was working on improving his physical coordination, looked at Eileen nervously when he saw the system's notification.

Could she already possess the power of a "Know-It-All"?

In other words, it can read my thoughts and ideas at any time!

Doesn't she also know that I possess the system?

Holy crap! That's terrifying!

No, I have to try. What if she just has [keen hearing]?

With a tentative mindset, Locke began to mentally curse the witch Irene's relatives, friends, and grandparents.

In the end, it was discovered that Eileen remained unmoved.

He breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that Eileen did not possess the ability of the "Those Who See Secrets".

Snapped--

Hannah gently patted the black cat's paw with her hand.

"Xiao Ai, you can't be so greedy. You're so small, eating too much will cause indigestion."

Hannah's reason prevailed over her fantasy, and she began to eat her noodles.

"Locke, you look different today."

"I finished my noodles," Hannah said sincerely.

"It's different? What's different?"

Locke, who had raised his physical coordination proficiency to 12, sat down at the table, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked with a smile.

Hannah swallowed hard. "In short, once you're out, don't smile at others, especially young girls."

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