Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

She looked at the brightly colored soup and stuck out her tongue to lick it.

The fragrance instantly bloomed on the tip of the tongue, stimulating Irene to secrete saliva continuously.

Erin ate another piece of beef offal. The meat was soft and glutinous. It tasted even better than the beef stew Locke made last time!

This must be due to this pot of broth that has been boiled for 12 hours.

Erin's eyes became crescent-shaped, which was her appreciation for the delicious food.

【Ding! Feeding the witch was successful! 】

[Randomly obtain an ability of the witch]

【Getting it now...】

[Witch Affinity: You have a strange attraction that makes the witch want to get close to you. 】

[Advanced path: Chat with 10 different witches to upgrade to witch temptation. 】

[Witch Temptation: You are like a ripe peach, any witch who sees you wants to take a bite. 】

[Due to the repeated ability being extracted, proficiency +1]

【Witch Affinity: 2/10】

what's the situation? Can this still be done?

It turns out that even super powers can be duplicated!

Locke cursed, carefully observing Irene's expression.

The witch Irene finished the first bowl and stretched out her paw to ask for the second bowl.

Locke immediately served her a second bowl.

Then she ate the third bowl, the fourth bowl, and the fifth bowl.

Unfortunately, eating so much only counts as one feeding.

“The taste is average. It barely ranks among the top 100 delicious food I have ever eaten.”

Erin commented and burped.

Because he is a cat, he does not need to worry too much about his personal image.

She also made the final decision. Even if she was a bit rebellious, she would still keep such a useful servant.

After all, it is indeed difficult to find a servant who can cook so many delicious dishes and has such a special soul color.

In addition, Irene also wants to use Locke to fish, so the bait should be protected for the time being.

When Locke heard this comment, he knew that Miss Witch was quite satisfied with the pot of soup, and the stone hanging in his heart suddenly fell.

"Locke, let's switch bodies."

Erin said suddenly.

Locke looked at Miss Witch in surprise, "What?"

"I can't control your thoughts. If they must enter your dreams, only I can keep the secret instead of you."

Erin said calmly, touching her round belly with her furry paws.

Yes, that was the price she had to pay.

"Then... I won't be able to help you make soup in the future?"

Locke was afraid that Irene would be unwilling to give it back to him because he liked his young body.

Irene glanced at him, saw through his thoughts, and said disdainfully,

"It is impossible for a master to care about the body of his servant."

"What should we do?"

Locke asked.

"A simple soul exchange ceremony is required."

While the two were communicating, Hannah, who smelled the scent of meat, also got up. Hannah changed her clothes and walked out of the living room.

Locke and Erin also temporarily stopped communicating and looked at Hannah.

Hannah suddenly had the illusion that she was disturbing them.

She frowned, "Loke, good morning."

"Good morning, Hannah, the soup is ready. Do you want to eat noodles or just drink the soup?"

Locke asked.

Hannah licked her tongue and said, "Just drink the soup. Cooking noodles is too troublesome. I have something important to do today."

She rushed to buy the latest Tumen Times.

Locke knew Hannah, so he helped her get a bowl of soup, and also got a bowl for himself.

Now that Miss Witch has thought of a solution, the first priority is to eat to fill her stomach.

After the siblings finished the soup, Hannah praised Locke's cooking skills again, hurriedly put on her coat and walked towards the newsstand at the door of the apartment.

When Hannah came home again, Locke saw her devastated appearance.

"What's wrong?"

Locke looked at Hannah suspiciously, "Did the manuscript be rejected?"

Hannah put the newspaper directly on the table and walked into the room in a depressed mood.

With a loud bang, the door closed.

Locke rarely saw Hannah lose her temper, and this was the first time.

He picked up the Tumen Times and saw the headline: "Heavy metal poisoning caused by strange group dance in West End, Laszlo Alchemy Factory and Compass Drinking Water Company are the initiators." 》

This news article was written by Hannah, and Locke was very sure, because the investigative details in it were completely consistent.

And the writing style is also Hannah’s.

But the signature was Bill Harper, editor-in-chief of Tumen Times.

This shameless guy plagiarized the fruits of Hannah's labor, which means that Hannah has no way to use this sensational news to return to the journalism world and get a reporter's job.

This kind of thing was common even in the peaceful world before Locke, let alone this fucking world.

In the room, Hannah's crying gradually came out.

Locke said nothing and walked out of the apartment in silence.

He crossed two streets and came to Mrs. Cynthia's bakery and bought a strawberry cake.

He remembered that this was Hannah's favorite food. Hannah once said in a boastful tone that when her parents were still alive, they bought her a strawberry cake for her birthday.

Locke is not good at making cakes and does not have equipment such as ovens, so he can only buy them with money.

Erin had little interest in strawberry cake. She ate too much of this cake, and it was all made from the freshest animal cream, which was completely different from these creams.

Locke returned to the apartment with the cake. Hannah was curled up on the sofa with red eyes.

She looked at Locke and asked aggrievedly, "Where have you been?"

She originally thought Locke would knock on the door to comfort her, but after she cried for more than ten minutes, there was no knock on the door. She had to walk out by herself, but found that the living room was empty, even the black cat was gone.

Hannah suddenly felt abandoned by the whole world, and even had the illusion that as long as she couldn't make money, she would no longer be needed by Locke.

So when she saw Locke again, her aggrieved emotions instantly surged up like a tide.

Locke put the strawberry cake in front of her and said gently,

"I went to buy Hannah the most delicious strawberry cake in the world to celebrate Hannah's news on the headlines of the Tumen Times."

The moment she saw the strawberry cake, Hannah's tears filled her eyes again.

She remembered that Locke once asked her what she thought was the most delicious food in the world.

She said it was a strawberry cake, because her parents bought her one on her sixth birthday, and it was the most delicious thing she had ever eaten in the world.

Unexpectedly, Locke remembered it all the time.

Even more unexpectedly, Locke did not comfort himself, but went out to buy himself a cake.

"Woo-woo-"

Hannah's tears fell one by one, she hugged the strawberry cake and sobbed,

"No, there is no hope, I can't go back, they, they plagiarized my manuscript, they won't give me a chance at all."

Chapter 31, Dier Black Market

"Hannah."

Locke reached out and gently patted Hannah's shoulder, her body twitching because of crying.

"I went to many newspapers, and I had a good chat during the interview, but in the end they didn't want me. I don't know why, I didn't do anything wrong, woo-woo... Locke, I have no hope."

Hannah vented all the grievances she had suffered these days.

"Locke, wuwuwu... am I useless?"

"Hannah, don't be like this, you are very good, the whole Pete neighborhood can prove that you are the best reporter."

Locke hugged the sobbing Hannah.

"Locke, you don't have to comfort me, I, I, I will be fine after crying for a while..."

"Okay."

Locke waited quietly for Hannah to finish crying, and five minutes later, Hannah's mood finally stabilized.

She rubbed her swollen eyes, picked up the fork, and put the cake into her mouth one bite at a time.

After eating the cake, she looked at Locke, and then at the black cat yawning on the windowsill,

"Locke, I'm fine."

"Yeah."

Locke nodded slightly.

Hannah clenched her fists and said with a firm look in her eyes,

"Even if I don't work as a reporter, I must cheer up and find another job. I won't let Locke and Xiao Ai sleep on the streets."

Seeing Hannah regain her spirits, Locke also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Take a day off today and go out tomorrow."

Locke suggested.

"Well, give me all the newspapers. I want to see other types of jobs."

Hannah stretched out her hand, and Locke handed her a thick stack of newspapers.

These included 12 newspapers, including Tumen Times, Kosork Morning News, Kosork Evening News, and Sun News. Since Kosork is the capital of the Tumen Kingdom, the media and newspaper industry is ahead of other cities.

Hannah sat on the sofa and read the recruitment information in the newspaper, while Locke took the black cat out to buy groceries.

People in the streets and alleys were talking about the Compass Drinking Water Company and Laszlo Alchemy Factory. Even the illiterate Uncle Martin educated Kai seriously,

"Don't drink the water of the Compass Drinking Water Company."

"Dad, if we don't drink the water of the Compass Drinking Water Company, what should we drink?"

Freckle boy Kai looked up and asked Uncle Martin.

Uncle Martin thought for a while, "Let's go to Compass Water Company to get our money back. We want to change water companies."

"Yes, we want to ask them for compensation! Those bitches gave us unpurified water! Damn it!"

Old White at the Old Street Market said indignantly. He was irritable these days because of diarrhea and he didn't like anyone.

Mrs. Jones put her hands on her hips and yelled,

"This damn black-hearted businessman sacrificed our health just to make money!"

"We must find them!"