Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Chapter 81

But others are not so lucky. They are just tools used by Krista to supplement the residents of the town, so they will only make up a rough identity and some specific memories for them. As long as Krista is not around, they will Some of them are in a state of numbness. If there is no stimulation from outsiders, they can even sit in a coffee shop all day and remain in a daze.

As for why the coffee shop can only be entered but cannot be left, this is most likely Krista's defense mechanism. She does not want her affairs to be known, so she does not allow people who enter the coffee shop to leave this world.

The strong and irresistible aroma of coffee is actually a means to attract others to enter the coffee shop and add new population to the town.

“Why increase the population?”

Locke was lost in thought.

"There are three possibilities. One is that this weird thing needs to run at the cost of devouring souls, so a few people will die in the town every day. In order to replenish this population, the coffee shop must absorb outsiders."

"The second is that Krista actively wants to expand the world. She doesn't want to live in a small town with only more than 60 people. She wants the town to expand to a city."

"Third, the monster itself has ever-expanding functions. It actively wants to devour the world. If left alone, the coffee shop will continue to devour people. This will not be affected by Krista's subjective will."

Locke was talking to himself, while Rebecca was bored on the sidelines. She stuck out her tongue and licked the mirror.

"It has no taste at all, really."

This demon was so hungry that he licked the mirror.

She probably felt that she couldn't eat Locke, so she could just lick it.

Locke rolled his eyes at her and said,

"Don't you have the ability to think at all? Rebecca?"

"Why haven't I? I've already learned chocolate pudding and paella. Please stop thinking about new dishes. I really want to eat your brain before eating your soul. This damn creativity."

Rebecca complained.

Locke shook his head, feeling that it was really difficult for Rebecca to think. Perhaps this was related to the fact that two-thirds of her soul was lost.

Now Rebecca is just a simple, evil and not very smart demon.

If she can't change her shape to be cute and coquettish, she will be useless.

Speaking of transformation, Irene, who didn't know she could transform, found herself missing.

The time in the mirror is different from the outside world.

In addition to asking about the key figure Nate, Locke also asked Rebecca to ask people around her about Garken.

What is surprising is that these people whose memories have been tampered with, or who are controlled, have no idea who Garken is, and there is no Garken here.

Krista's last name is not Galken either.

They don't even know why this coffee shop is called Garken Coffee Shop.

"What do we do now?"

Rebecca asked.

"Go check out the town."

Locke could not summon the clone back, so he could only regard Rebecca as his eyes and legs.

Rebecca nodded, rolled the strawberry pie and apple pie on the tables of those who were in a daze into her bag, and walked out of the coffee shop.

She ate as she walked and sighed,

"You should compete with the chefs here. Even though this is a small coffee shop, the strawberry pie and apple pie here are really delicious. They feel like they have soul."

"Oh, forget it, you better not learn it. If you do, I will suffer again."

Rebecca said to herself.

Locke looked through the mirror and saw Rebecca's body becoming transparent, and he asked,

“Are you trying to be transparent on purpose, or is there something wrong with what you’re eating?”

Rebecca lowered her head, saw her feet that had become transparent, and cursed,

"Damn! These strawberry pies and apple pies are inedible. This guy wants to assimilate me."

In the next second, Rebecca turned into smoke and shrank into a long cigarette rod.

The small mirror also fell to the ground.

Locke could only knock on the mirror and ask about Rebecca's condition.

"Shit! I'm restricted. I can't come out now. Locke, let's just wait for Rhaenys in peace."

Rebecca said cursingly.

Locke sweats.

This unreliable demon, in addition to having a bad personality, is also very greedy.

But Rebecca is restricted and cannot come out. Does that mean she can come out?

To be on the safe side, Locke still wanted to test whether Rebecca was lying or was really restricted.

A cunning devil cannot be easily trusted.

As a result, Locke and Rebecca, two unable to move individuals, lay quietly on the country path.

A flock of sheep passed by them, bleating and leaving their droppings.

Locke just felt that his vision was partially blocked, but the demon Rebecca couldn't stand it anymore and kept roaring in the pipe.

"Damn sheep, I will kill you all when I get out and let Lao Lani stew for soup!"

After confirming that Rebecca was indeed restricted and unable to get out of the cigarette rod, Locke decided to sneak out of the mirror and contact the clone first.

Locke cautiously stretched out a hair and wrapped it around an old sheep.

When the old sheep left, he automatically took away the mirror where Locke was hiding.

"Ah, hey, don't leave. Where are you going?"

cried Rebecca, who could not move.

Locke made an innocent voice, "Maybe you were hooked by this sheep. There's nothing I can do. It seems we can only say goodbye. Find me when you regain your ability to move."

"Damn sheep!"

Amidst Rebecca's complaints, Locke followed the sheep away.

The sheep came to Krista's pasture. The sheep would graze on their own every day and no one needed to take care of them at all.

Krista and her kids were playing in the pasture, and Nate was at home,

"Dear, this is a rare vacation. I want to take you on vacation. Do you want to go to the beach?"

"I don't want to. I like being in town. How about you, Tom?"

Krista said.

Tom nodded: "I listen to my mother, and I also like the town."

"Haha, I like the town too. Happy Town is our home, but we also have to go see the outside world occasionally, right?"

Nate asked.

Krista nodded in agreement,

"Nate, you are right, but Tom is still young and he is not suitable for long-distance travel. Happy Town is too far from the sea."

"Well, that's just for my next vacation. Oh, look what our smart sheep brought back."

Nate went to the sheep and picked up the mirror.

In the sun, this small mirror is particularly conspicuous.

As Nate was about to look in the mirror, Locke used his hair to control a sheep to rush over and hit Nate's butt.

Nate's butt hurt and he leaned forward. The mirror in his hand fell loose and fell to the ground.

"Oh, what happened to the sheep? Why did it hit me suddenly?"

Nate managed to steady himself and looked back at his wife and children in embarrassment.

Both Krista and Tom looked at the innocent sheep in surprise, and the sheep made a bleating sound.

"Maybe it's been too long since they've had their wool trimmed. Why don't Nate trim the sheep's wool today?"

His wife, Krista, suggested.

Nate nodded, "Okay."

He walked to the mirror and picked it up again. "I think this mirror is quite beautiful. I have never seen this style of mirror in this small town."

As he spoke, he looked in the mirror in front of him. At this time, the sheep bumped into him again.

This time it was a frontal attack.

The mirror fell to the ground again.

"Is Dad playing games with the sheep?"

Tom asked innocently.

Krista touched Tom's head and said, "No, I think it's the mirror. I'll go take a look."

Krista stepped forward, helped her embarrassed husband, and then picked up the mirror on the ground.

Just when Locke thought he would be discovered by the terrifying Krista, a familiar figure appeared outside the ranch.

Rhaenys, the female director with cascading black hair and a pair of deep amber pupils, appeared.

Rhaenys had already picked up the cigarette rod. She was wearing the uniform of a post office executive and looked at Krista and Nate with a smile.

"Mr. Nate, Ms. Krista, hello, I am Renice, the postmaster of York County. I know you are from York County. Do you want to be transferred back to the post office life in York County? The York County Post Office is expanding its enrollment. There’s just a shortage of people.”

"Yorkshire?"

Nate's eyes lit up. Yorkshire was his and Krista's hometown. He had actually wanted to go back and visit a long time ago, but his wife always put it off with various reasons.

In order to accommodate his wife, he chose to continue living in a happy town.

"Yes."

Rhaenys said, pushing open the wooden fence gate of the pasture.

Nate immediately stepped forward to welcome the post office leader, while Krista showed a wary look. She ignored the mirror and stepped forward to receive the guests with her husband.

Little Tom also rushed over,

"Auntie, are you Dad's colleague?"

"Yes, I am your father's colleague."

Rhaenys ruffled Tom's hair tenderly.

The couple invited Rhaenys into the house and served tea and snacks.

Rhaenys began to talk about the current situation in York County, "There are now 300,000 people in York County and 30 post offices. Each post office needs to take care of the mail of 10,000 people. Nate, you are the best postman here. We need you. ”

"I have to follow the wishes of my wife Krista."

Nate said, looking at Krista expectantly.

Krista's brows never relaxed, but seeing the look in her husband's eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse.

"Dad, dad, where is Yorkshire? Is it big there?"

"Of course, Yorkshire is where your mother and I are from, and it's where we met and fell in love."

Nate picked up little Tom, placed him on his lap, rubbed his soft blond hair and said,

"Yorkshire is very beautiful every winter. The thick snow can cover you completely. You are still too short. Grow up quickly, my boy Tom."

"No, I don't want to grow up so fast. Mom likes my little look."

Little Tom said stubbornly.

Nate laughed and pinched his chubby face, "Dad likes you like this too."

Krista touched her belly and said apologetically to Nate,

"The climate in Yorkshire is not a good place for little darlings."