Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Chapter 37, Life Control

Food tycoon Drus Baker!

He turned out to be the main investor of Compass Water Company.

This means that Baker Food Company, as well as the bakeries, flour mills, and farms under the name of the Baker family will be affected.

The three major department stores in the Wells District jointly issued a statement, saying that they would cancel the supply of Baker Food Company, flour mills and farms, and no longer cooperate with them, and called on peers and other chain stores to refuse the supply of the black-hearted businessman Baker, and suggested that the Food Association cancel the position of President Baker.

Locke looked at the report in the newspaper and vaguely realized the capital operation behind it.

It seems that Hannah and his own investigation are just the tip of the iceberg.

The real culprit behind this incident did not want to create the death of the West District poor due to poisoning. What they wanted was to arouse public anger through these dead poor people, so that everyone would boycott Baker Food Company, so as to achieve the goal of bankrupting the food tycoon Baker.

If Baker Food Company really goes bankrupt, such a big piece of meat, I guess everyone would want to take a bite.

This person behind the scenes is so sinister!

More than 500 lives! And one-third of the people in the West District will be infected with the disease! The purpose is to deal with the Baker Grain Company!

Locke had read the biography of the grain tycoon Drus Baker, which recorded that the Baker family had been large farmers for generations until Drus inherited the family business and developed the farm into the huge Baker Grain Company today.

One-third of the kingdom's grain output comes from the Baker family, so he was elected president of the Grain Association and determines the price of domestic grain. The grain price of the Tumen Kingdom has always been lower than the average price of the entire southern continent, thanks to the Baker family.

Because of this, the Baker family offended many people, especially the old nobles and grain merchants.

If the Baker family really fell because of this, the biggest beneficiary should be the Miralf family. Of course, other grain merchants can also take the opportunity to raise prices and make a fortune.

Locke suddenly thought of Miss Lucy, whom he met a few days ago. I don’t know if she will be affected by this. She is likely to be a member of the Baker family.

Of course, Locke did not feel guilty towards Miss Lucy, because even if he and Hannah did not intervene in the investigation, the mass death of 500 people in the West District Square was enough to attract the attention of the government, and the Sheriff Court and the Church would intervene in the investigation sooner or later.

So Locke and Hannah just brought the outbreak of the incident forward, and did not change the essence of the incident.

Just as his thoughts were scattered, the system prompt sound suddenly rang in his ears.

[Ding! Successfully changed the fate of 1,000 people]

[Life peeping advanced to life control]

[Life control: can easily change the number of days of other people's life, but must follow the principle of equivalence, one person's life is transferred to another person, this ability can only be used three times a year, and one target can only use this ability once, otherwise it will be backfired. ]

[Advanced path: successfully change the fate of 10,000 people, and you can be promoted to the hand of life. ]

[Hand of life: you have the power to heal life, and wherever your hands touch, they will be full of vitality, which can regenerate the broken limbs of the injured and make green grass grow on the wasteland. ]

I changed the fate of 1,000 people?

That is to say, if it weren't for Hannah and I's investigation, 1,000 more people would have died in the West District!

Locke thought of his neighbors and felt a little depressed.

Their lives are just a grain of sand to the capitalists and nobles who control everything behind the scenes.

Who cares about the life and death of a grain of sand?

I must be an insignificant speck of dust in their eyes, right?

Locke looked at the [Life Control] ability prompted on the system panel and clenched his fists.

"It's better not to let me know who is behind this, otherwise I will definitely exchange your life with a rat in the gutter."

Rams, the old man at the newsstand, looked at the "girl" in surprise as she clenched her fists and said such indignant words.

"Beautiful angel, please put the newspapers back in place after reading them. I need to sell them."

"Thank you."

Locke endured his complaints about Rams and turned around to see Irene with her eyes narrowed into a line.

"You just said you want to exchange the life of the manipulator behind the scenes with a mouse. This is a good idea. Will you do it?"

"No, I'm just venting my emotions. Although I can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't say it."

Locke argued.

"You're lying."

"I didn't."

"You did."

After a meaningless conversation, Locke and Irene looked at each other.

"This feels so strange, like looking in the mirror, or I'd better turn you back into a cat."

Irene said.

"No, this is the street, and you have to find a bathroom to change."

Locke reminded.

"It's really troublesome, but after you become a cat, no one will cook delicious food for me. Can your sister cook it?"

"She can't. Her cooking skills are hard to describe."

Locke didn't mean to slander Hannah. He was telling the truth.

The two of them were wandering blindly in the Pete Street District, and suddenly a teenager walked towards Locke.

Locke remembered him, Ari, Weina's younger brother, who was three years younger than himself.

Wei Na is Hannah's former colleague and a reporter for the Kosolk Evening News. She has just been employed for a year. She has long blond hair, a sweet smile, a cheerful and lively personality, and is very positive. She seems to be able to laugh at anything. When he came out, a girl was as warm as a sunflower.

Locke had been to Weiner's house with his sister Hannah before. Weiner's father, Yuli Bould, was a retired prison guard and had a golden retriever named Jerry. Their family were all hospitable people.

Ari also had messy short blond hair and was wearing a loose coat. His eyes were a little red and swollen, and his nose was red from the cold.

"Locke."

He trotted up to Locke and handed Erin an invitation.

"Since you're here, I won't go to Old Tom's apartment."

"?"

Erin looked at the black invitation in her hand with confusion.

In Kosolk, gold and red are used for banquet invitations, white is used for wedding invitations, and black is used for funeral invitations.

Locke asked nervously,

"Uncle Yuli Burd is dead?"

Ari shook his head, "It's Wei Na. Wei Na committed suicide the day before yesterday."

At the mention of Wei Na, Ari's eyes became moist again.

"Father asked me to deliver the invitation and ask Hannah to attend. She is Wei Na's important friend."

Locke was stunned.

Because Ari was too sad, he didn't care about why the silver-haired girl next to Locke knew his father's name. He just nodded to her slightly and turned around to leave.

Locke looked at the young man's lonely back and frowned gradually.

"Weina is a very optimistic girl, how could she commit suicide?"

Chapter 38, Witch’s Apocalypse

Locke and Irene returned to Old Tom's apartment and went to the public bathroom first. After turning Locke back into a cat, they went home.

Erin handed Hannah her clothes and the funeral invitation.

"For you."

Hannah looked at the black invitation in surprise. She picked up the invitation and opened it slowly.

After a while, Hannah fell down on the sofa, not in the mood to ask Locke whether he had successfully sent Miss Locke home. Her mind was filled with memories of her friend Wei Na.

"Weina! How could she die?"

Before 9 o'clock, Hannah went back to her room to sleep. Although she couldn't sleep at all, she didn't know what to say to her brother Locke. She was afraid that she would cry in front of him again.

The black cat Locke was curled up on the floor, and Irene occupied the sofa alone. She was as domineering as ever.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Erin sat up from the sofa and suddenly said,

"Locke, you want to go to the bathroom."

"No, I don't want to."

The black cat Locke waved his paws to show that he drank less water and didn't want to go to the toilet at all.

Erin frowned because she drank too much water during the day and now she wanted to go to the bathroom.

However, the public bathroom in Old Tom's apartment is really hard to describe.

"Stupid servant, you have two choices now. The first is to clean the public washroom to make it convenient for your body to use. The second is to wait until tomorrow and accept the fact that your body's bladder will explode."

Locke was slightly startled.

This is really an embarrassing question.

Locke discovered that after exchanging souls with Irene, he could not go to the bathroom for a day!

But as a normal person, going to the toilet every day is a compulsory course.

"Dear Miss Witch, I'm just a cat now. You don't want a cat to clean the bathroom, do you? It's your fur that gets dirty."

Locke said seriously, and imagined a ghostly scene of a cat constantly wiping the floor with its body.

Erin held her chin with one hand, seeming to be thinking, feeling that even if the public bathroom was cleaned, it would not be any better than usual.

"Give you a third option, borrow a bathroom."

"Mrs. Nasrin's house on the sixth floor has a separate bathroom, and she loves to be clean. She is the only one in the house."

Locke knew all the information about his neighbors.

Irene got up and went out, arriving at Mrs. Nasreen's house on the sixth floor.

Black Cat Locke followed.

Mrs. Nasreen, who had gray hair and rosy cheeks, opened the door and saw Locke who came to borrow the bathroom. She smiled kindly.

"Oh, it's little Locke. I happen to be very lonely at home alone. Can you tell me the story of the witch?"

Erin went straight to her bathroom.

Black Cat Locke also followed.

He had to keep an eye on Erin at all times out of fear that she wouldn't be able to use her body.

Sure enough, after entering the bathroom, the witch Irene took off her pants and sat down.

"Miss Eileen, don't sit, just stand."

"Miss Eileen, please don't touch it and pay attention to your ladylike image."

"Miss Eileen, are you listening to me?"

If it weren't for the cat fur, Irene would have noticed that Locke's face was red at the moment.

At the door of the bathroom, Mrs. Nasreen heard young Locke seeming to be talking to a cat, and she felt that there must be something wrong with her ears.

"Sorry, I'm a man now."

Erin said.

"Then you should stand up and pee."

Black Cat Locke felt like he was going to burst.

"No, I'm going to sit down."

Erin said stubbornly.

After about two minutes of stalemate, Irene frowned. She still chose to follow Locke's suggestion and stood up even though she didn't urinate.

Mrs. Nasrin waited at the door for about 5 minutes before "Locke" came out, holding a black cat in his arms.

"Locke, tell me the story of the witch quickly, I'm really bored at home."

Mrs. Nasrin said with a smile.