The North American Gourmet Demon Handbook

"Of course, now that you've mastered the properties of this spell, you can use it in reverse, although it's not easy."

"It was by following this very misleading and disruptive spell that I found my way here."

Kate's tone was somewhat proud when she said this.

"I don't think those reporters have the ability to break in here."

Li Shanze could understand Kate's pride. As a knight of the church, she could even understand the threads of certain spells and use them in turn. This was enough to be proud of.

But he still wanted to pour cold water on Kate. He clenched his fist with one hand, extended his thumb, and pointed to the house with the cellar behind him: "Don't forget, there are also wizards who are reporters."

"Wizards won't undermine each other on matters like this." Kate knew a lot about wizards. "Otherwise, these heretics wouldn't have managed to cross the Atlantic alive and come to this land where the Church is not welcome."

"Even if a wizard shows up, there's no need to worry about any footage here appearing in the news." Kate concluded firmly.

Li Shanze nodded, agreeing with Kate's statement.

After all, Kate is the Grand Knight of the Church. The Church has more than a thousand years of experience in fighting wizards and is quite familiar with this heresy.

"So, our main task now is to appease the actors who play the villagers and be wary of any wizards who may arrive," said Li Shanze.

"This will probably require the little bitch to step in, especially to deal with her peers." Kate smiled and pushed open the door. Then she gestured to Li Shanze and winked. "Please go down first, Master."

This is a village without any modern technology, so the night seems particularly dark and gloomy.

There was not even a trace of light in the cellar.

When Li Shanze opened the lid of the cellar and stepped into it, he could clearly hear a sudden rapid breathing sound.

He could feel the panic in his breath.

But the terrified breathing sound was suddenly forced to be suppressed, almost inaudible.

Therefore, in this cellar completely shrouded in darkness, only Li Shanze's footsteps could be clearly heard.

Jennifer couldn't help but shudder when she heard the sound of the cellar door being opened from the dark cellar. She dug her nails into her arms, using the pain to ease the fear in her heart.

She couldn't help but tighten the clothes she was wearing.

Although this wizard robe that Li Shanze had cut with a knife could no longer cover her body, it was still her only reliable companion in the dark cellar, at least it could shield her from the cold of late winter.

When the glaring flashlight hit her face, Jennifer couldn't help but close her eyes.

The intense light seemed to take away her sight, and for a moment she thought she was seeing hell.

She subconsciously turned her head away, not daring to look at the bizarre shadow.

The footsteps approaching her sounded like the god of death chasing her soul. She was extremely terrified. She wanted to scream, but found that her throat had been strangled by fear and she couldn't even scream.

She even felt her feet starting to cramp.

It wasn't until she smelled the familiar, reassuring scent that her tense heart suddenly relaxed.

"Master?" Her voice was hoarse, and she almost used all her strength to squeeze the word out of her chest.

At the same time, she raised her head, facing the dazzling flashlight, and looked at the tall figure.

Perhaps because the light was too dazzling, she couldn't help but squint her eyes, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes - in fact, Li Shanze was not holding a high-power flashlight, but Kate's mobile phone.

But in this village with no signal, the only remaining use of mobile phones is lighting.

"Hmph, it's me." Li Shanze snorted.

A powerful force suddenly erupted from Jennifer Bolton's body. She threw herself into Li Shanze's arms and burst into tears: "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Master!"

Accompanying Jennifer's wailing was the iron chain wrapped around her neck.

The chains made a clanking sound as her body trembled.

"I, I thought you didn't want me anymore, Master!" Jennifer looked very aggrieved.

She cried miserably, with tears and snot running down her face, sobbing, "I, I will be obedient from now on. Please, please don't abandon me from now on, okay?"

Although it had been less than twenty minutes since Li Shanze left the cellar, Jennifer was shivering in the darkness and fear as if she had experienced a century.

Neither her identity as a journalist, which she was proud of, nor those "bewitching" spells, could dispel the seemingly endless fear brought about by the boundless darkness.

Fortunately, just when her spirit was on the verge of collapse, her master finally appeared like a savior.

Therefore, she rushed into his arms, hugged him tightly, smelled the reassuring scent of her master, and developed an incomparable attachment in her heart.

In her master's arms, Jennifer felt an incomparable sense of security, so she cried loudly, venting her fear.

Finally, she was tired of crying and fell into a deep sleep.

When Li Shanze was leaving the cellar carrying Jennifer, who had fainted from crying, he saw Kate waiting upstairs.

"Oh, how's it going?" Kate looked at the unconscious Jennifer and sneered, "When it comes to manipulating and controlling people's minds, the Church is the real professional. Now, after the test in the black cellar, I believe this little bitch will be extremely obedient to you, Master~"

Kate's words "Master" sounded so sweet and crisp that it was hard to imagine that they came from the mouth of a fierce knight of the church. The strong contrast made Li Shanze feel itchy in his heart as if an electric shock had passed through his heart.

"Don't try to control my mind." Li Shanze scolded with a smile.

"It was you who controlled me with your evil magic," Kate complained unconvincedly while putting the simple Amish clothes she had found in the room on Jennifer.

After putting Jennifer in the suit, Kate looked at her with satisfaction, then sneered, "Look at this. Such plain clothes are worthy of being worn by the Amish."

Listening to Kate's sarcastic tone, Li Shanze asked in surprise: "What do you mean?"

"Although the Amish people refuse to use any products of modern technology, their women's handicrafts are exquisite and ingenious, including their hand-woven textiles, many of which are colorful and are by no means plain and simple," Kate explained.

"After all, they just reject modern technology, not that they lack aesthetic sense. They will still dress themselves up beautifully."

Li Shanze nodded, understanding Kate's implication.

"And yet this film, 'The Amish,' which claims to be authentic, uses simple clothing to cater to the audience and highlight that these 'Amish' are uncivilized barbarians, right?"

Kate smiled and nodded. "It's the white savior complex. These people are so backward, and people who watch the show naturally feel superior—even though the Amish are also white."

To put it bluntly, this is just a variation of American winning theory.

In the name of "diversity", minority groups are kept in captivity and exhibited in a zoo, which constantly demonstrates the superiority of white people. This is of course a form of winning.

The so-called white savior complex, the so-called American exceptionalism, the so-called end of history, and many other fancy theories, in the final analysis, are all the same in essence, and belong to the American theory of winning, nothing more.

"What a shame, the little bitch fainted. We have to go check it out ourselves and find out what happened to those actors who have been playing wild men in this village for twenty years."

"Go and see why they are so calm. Even though there are gunshots and the smell of blood everywhere, there is no commotion."

Kate's tone was relaxed, but her expression looked very serious: "In any case, this is very abnormal."

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231 Strange Situation and Unreliable Jennifer

In fact, things became a little weird, far beyond Li Shanze's expectations.

The wizard that Li Shanze and Kate had been wary of did not appear, and the "Amish" people in the entire village fell into a coma, and the village became dead silent.

Li Shanze originally thought that these "actors" would be panic-stricken after being attacked, but he didn't expect that they were all sleeping soundly without any care.

After sneaking into the last room in the village, Li Shanze and Kate looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed.

The crooked half-gauze curtain on the door frame maintained the posture it had when the evening breeze had blown it open, as if the entire house was trapped in a yawn before closing its eyes.

An elderly woman was sleeping on an unfinished blue-striped quilt, a thread loosely wrapped around her index finger.

Her breathing was even and long, and her expression was relaxed and calm. It was obvious that she was sleeping very peacefully.

"Do you think these villagers are just in some kind of conceptual sleep?" Li Shanze frowned. "It's as if the whole village has been put to sleep, so no matter what they are doing at the time, they are all asleep."

"So it is with this old woman sewing, and so it is with the young man we just saw tanning the hides, and so it is with the couple keeping accounts and tallying up the losses on their livestock."

"No, to be exact, the couple who kept accounts were particularly excessive. Their house collapsed in the violent earthquake, and they simply fell asleep in each other's arms amidst the rubble. They couldn't be awakened."

"It's not so much that they are sleeping, but rather that they have received some kind of order that must be carried out."

"Tell me, are these villagers really actors? Or are they, uh, puppets, who have been brought in to live with Loganfield for the past twenty years?"

In fact, this goes beyond sleep.

Li Shanze subconsciously got goosebumps when he saw these lifelike "humans" behaving so abnormally.

Then he thought of Calvin Hope.

He immediately equated these people's behavior with that of puppets.

"Since they are all asleep, we have no choice but to wake her up." Kate and Li Shanze returned to her car together. "Hey, wake up, wake up quickly, bitch, the master has something to ask you."

Kate slapped Jennifer's face without mercy.

"Hmm..." Jennifer, who was in a deep sleep, opened her eyes drowsily, her eyes full of confusion.

Then, she was startled by the pitch-black environment. It seemed that the time she spent alone in the cellar had left a deep impression on her.

She shrank back, looking around in confusion: "Master!"

The voice was filled with panic.

After smelling Li Shanze's scent, she narrowed her eyes in relief, then pounced on Li Shanze like a pet dog: "Master."

Jennifer, who threw herself into Li Shanze's arms, looked particularly well-behaved. If she really had a tail, she would probably be wagging it desperately to please her owner.

Li Shanze rubbed her head and she immediately smiled happily.

This smile was innocent and didn't seem fake. She was completely different from the fairy who had made people's blood pressure explode.

Li Shanze didn't know whether he should admire Kate's training ability or Jennifer's acting skills.

"Okay, I have a question for you. What's going on with the villagers in this village? Are these actors puppets?" Li Shanze didn't want to stay in this village full of fake people any longer.

If it could be confirmed that these villagers were puppets specially created to play house with Loganfield, Li Shanze would immediately order Kate to drive away.

If he were facing a group of puppets, Li Shanze didn't feel that he had any obligation to clean up the mess for Loganfield - wait, if they were just puppets, wouldn't that make me a complete bad guy?

Thinking of this, Li Shanze's hand, which was originally caressing Jennifer, froze.

Not only did I kill that plant conservationist, I also turned his fiancée into a bitch...

If these actors were just puppets, then William Butner, a plant conservationist, would have an understandable attitude toward them.

They are just puppets, and can hardly be considered living things. So it seems to make sense to kill the puppets to vent your anger in order to protect the plants.

Li Shanze thought it best not to dwell on this matter anymore...

However, Jennifer Burton's answer made Li Shanze feel relieved.

Jennifer was confused and didn't know why the master stopped caressing her, even though it was obvious that the master was feeling very comfortable!

So she took the initiative to rub her chest against Li Shanze's hand.

She rubbed it and replied, "No, they are not, Master. They are just hired actors. They signed long-term contracts and received generous remuneration. Of course, there are many rules and regulations. This is for the confidentiality of the program."

Very good, these actors are still human beings, which means I didn’t kill the wrong people. Then William Butner and Jennifer Burton both deserved it.

Although Li Shanze doesn't care much about occupying the moral high ground, he is not very happy to unjustly kill good people.

Li Shanze felt relieved and started to do it again.

At this time, Jennifer's eyes had become blurry, and she panted and said, "Why do you ask that, Master?"

Now is not the time to have fun. Li Shanze withdrew his hand and explained the situation in the village to Jennifer in detail.

Finally, Li Shanze asked, "If they are not puppets, then why are they sleeping so soundly? We can't even wake them up."

"Huh? Yes, why?" Jennifer asked in confusion.

The reporter's ignorant look made Li Shanze laugh again.

This woman is not reliable at all, she is only fit to be a plaything!

"Aren't you the person in charge here? Isn't this the position you inherited from your father? If you don't know, who else knows?" Li Shanze asked.

"I, I, I, but, but, but." Jennifer hesitated and subconsciously retorted, "But I really don't know! There's nothing I can do!"

Kate coughed at the right moment.

"Ah!" Jennifer shrank into the corner, "Don't hit me, don't hit me! I want to think, I want to think seriously!"

Kate's slap didn't fall, and Jennifer continued to huddle in the corner of the car, muttering and complaining about her biological father: "Damn old man, he didn't explain things clearly, and he killed me, damn old man!"

Based on Li Shanze's understanding of this kind of creature, her father must have explained everything to her, but she simply didn't take it to heart.

Complaining about my father now is just a habitual way of shifting the blame.

Jennifer realized that Li Shanze's gaze was becoming increasingly unfriendly and impatient, and she couldn't help but raise her little face pitifully to look at Li Shanze.