Becoming a god by raising witches

This is much more cost-effective than doing a whole set of calisthenics to get +1.

Locke began to enjoy the feeling of a cat learning to walk.

Irene ignored the servant's tedious behavior, lay down on the sofa, closed her eyes, and began to sleep.

It took Locke a full hour to walk from the kitchen to the sofa.

However, my physical coordination proficiency also reached 60, which made up for the unfinished broadcast gymnastics yesterday, and even exceeded that.

If Locke could switch bodies with Eileen for two more days, he believed that raising his coordination proficiency to 1000 wouldn't be a dream come true.

Unfortunately, he is also very tired now. He stayed up all night making broth yesterday and has been running around outside all day, so he has no energy to continue working on it for a few more hours.

He stretched out his two front paws, trying to climb onto the sofa, but his two hind legs had no strength at all, causing him to fall backward and hit the ground again.

He tried several times but failed, and Eileen on the sofa was clearly asleep and had no intention of helping him at all.

He was like a newborn cub left to fend for itself by its mother, and could only go to the fire pit, curl up and go to sleep.

Locke fell asleep, and when he woke up again...

Time seemed to have rewound to a day earlier.

This time, however, he had a God's-eye view.

Locke quickly realized that this was definitely not time reversal, but just a dream!

In the dimly lit kitchen, Locke saw another version of himself processing a very smelly pig liver.

The black cat sat beside them, occasionally meowing.

Not far away, there was a blurry black shadow, seemingly spying on another version of itself.

The other self prepared dinner, and Hannah, he, and the black cat shared the delicious pork liver.

During this process, a blurry black figure with an indistinct face sat down on the living room sofa, but Hannah, the black cat, and he were completely unaware, just as they couldn't see themselves.

It seemed that both he and the shadowy figure were like ghosts.

After dinner, Hannah planned to go to the Lasslo Alchemy Factory, but he stopped her.

"It's too late, Hannah. I can go by myself."

Hannah frowned and said, "This is my business, I have to go."

“No, if you insist on holding me back, I will refuse to help you anymore. Next time you need to test samples, go to Enzo yourself and pay the 100 Mick testing fee.”

Hannah puffed out her cheeks angrily and plopped down in the chair.

"How am I holding anyone back? You're discriminating against women."

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

He put on his old wool coat, opened the iron gate, and headed to the Laszlo Alchemy Factory.

The blurry black figure followed, coming within a meter of him...

Chapter 35, The Girl Locke Kidnapped

Locke scaled the barbed wire fence of the Laszlo Alchemy Plant. A group of workers walked towards him, and he immediately hid behind a large tree. Only after the workers left did he emerge and continue exploring the plant, eventually finding the plant's wastewater discharge outlet.

He took out a glass bottle, filled it with some wastewater, put the bottle in his coat, and turned to leave.

Just then, a tall and burly female security guard appeared.

She strode over and shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Halt! Who are you? What are you doing here?"

He slowly turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the female security guard.

“Mary.”

"Locke, what are you doing here?"

A female security guard named Mary walked over and affectionately pinched his butt.

He lifted her chin, kissed her, and then said, "Sweetheart, I came here to find you."

"I'm still on duty, I'll come to your house tonight."

Mary blushed slightly and said shyly.

He nodded, and said with a reluctant look in his eyes, "Then I'll be going now."

He successfully left the Laszlo Alchemy Factory and found a red crystal necklace on his way back to his apartment, so he put it around his neck.

At this moment, the dream begins to crumble.

Locke saw the true face of the shadow that had always stood behind his other self.

It was as if the mist that had been shrouding the shadowy figure was shattering along with the dream.

Locke saw a petite girl with long blue hair, delicate features, wearing a long purple sheriff's uniform.

She had a serious expression and was holding a silver pocket watch in her hand.

The dream shattered completely.

Locke also opened his eyes in the real world.

The black cat sat up and looked at Eileen, who had also sat up on the sofa.

"Did you see it too?"

"Eileen asked."

"Ah."

Locke didn't hide anything and nodded.

"This proves that your soul is highly compatible with mine. If I were to be turned into a monster, your resonance value would probably exceed 9, allowing you to use my abilities quite skillfully with negligible side effects."

Eileen spoke calmly in a way that Locke couldn't understand at all.

What does it mean to turn you into a monster?

Are all strange creatures... produced in this way?

No way! Isn't C19, the necklace the Oddity Bureau is looking for, a necklace that was worn by a witch?

If I'm not mistaken, C13 is very likely the silver pocket watch held by the blue-haired girl.

Perhaps turning into a cat amplified Locke's curiosity, but he felt that if he couldn't get an answer to this question, he would suffer from insomnia forever.

"Were C19 and C13 both people?"

Eileen chose to ignore Locke.

Seeing that Eileen was about to fall back asleep, Locke immediately changed the subject.

"Before the dream ended, I saw a mysterious person. She was completely different from the sheriff I had met before. Was she using some special ability to disguise herself, or was there another reason?"

"There's an unusual object that can change a person's aura, making them appear completely ordinary, essentially a form of invisibility. I don't remember what it's called, but it's definitely one of the investigators who followed you before, no doubt about that. Okay, I need to rest now. If you bother me again, I'll make you sweep the public restrooms a hundred times."

It seems that the witch was exhausted from stopping the invasion of the strange creature C13, and now she just wants to rest.

Eileen gave him a warning, so Locke had no choice but to keep quiet.

The only good news was that, seeing Eileen sleeping peacefully, Locke was certain that the investigators from the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations would no longer suspect that he had killed those 20 people, nor would they think that he had any connection with C19.

They would assume that Locke was at the alchemy plant that night simply to investigate the plant's wastewater discharge problem, and that was indeed the case.

Once he is cleared of suspicion and the investigators stop using C13 to invade his dreams, his secret and the witch's secret will be protected, and the life-threatening alarm will be lifted.

Locke yawned and lay down next to the brazier to continue sleeping.

In the middle of the night, Locke felt himself being picked up.

The next morning, the morning sunlight streamed through the glass window and fell on the somewhat cramped single bed.

Locke was awakened by a woman's piercing scream.

"Ah—Locke!"

Hannah shouted.

Locke saw Hannah so close by and screamed, "Ah!"

Of course, the sound coming from his throat was clear and melodious, clearly belonging to a woman.

He clearly remembered sleeping on the floor, so how did he end up in Hannah's little bed the next day?

By the way, I think I was picked up by someone last night, and that person was most likely Hannah.

Eileen, who had taken over Locke's original body, leaned against the door, watching the spectacle with a playful look in her eyes.

Hannah turned her head angrily to look at Locke standing in the doorway.

"I need an explanation!"

Locke then realized that this body was no longer his. He looked down at his full breasts, his smooth, delicate, milk-white skin, and his long white hair.

Holy crap, wasn't I supposed to be a black cat? How did I turn into Eileen's original form?

When confronted by Hannah's questioning, Eileen gave her a smug look that seemed to say, "Why should I explain to you?"