The Final Story of Miss Weird

Stasha was still anxiously waiting for her sister's return in the house, but she didn't expect that the first people to greet her were the ruffians who had rushed over after hearing the news.

While mocking Stasha, they smashed everything in the house as if to vent their anger and took away all the sisters' belongings.

The entire house was almost completely looted; even the desk made of a few wooden boards was dismantled and taken away.

After all, Stasha was spared because the things in the house were more attractive than this skinny girl who was just a pile of bones.

In panic, she went out alone and came to the outside of the church to look for her sister Alisa.

After seeing the miserable state of the house, Stasha was panicked at first, fearing that her sister would know about this and cause more trouble. But then she remembered that her sister was blind, so she said nervously,

"Sister, sister...please wait in the room first. We took our quilt out to dry in the sun and haven't brought it back yet."

how is this possible.

Alyssa couldn't see it, but Luo Ling saw it clearly.

The mess in the house doesn't look like anything has happened.

Even though Stasha didn't tell her sister what happened in order not to worry her sister, Luo Ling understood it after just a moment's thought.

The people sitting and worshipping in the church could watch Alyssa being tortured to death with peace of mind, and they could also rob this once high and mighty "saint" of everything afterwards.

There must be something hateful about a pitiful person, and there must be something miserable about a hateful person. But it’s the same thing. Luo Ling can understand it, but cannot accept it.

"Forget it, it's so late, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Luo Ling pretended to be a blind man, groped the walls of the room, and then sat on the only bed.

"Come and rest, Stasha."

To be honest, it would be very uncomfortable if I didn't use the power of the puppet to maintain my vision and actions.

"But..."

Stasha was in a dilemma.

It is almost December now, and the temperature in Victoria is not below zero, but only a few degrees.

She could just bear it, but her sister had always been weak and sickly since she was a child, and if she caught a cold...

In this slum, considering my sister's health, if she caught a cold she would basically be dead.

Stasha originally planned to let her sister stay in the house first while she went out to find something to cover her body, even if it was just a few newspapers.

"The church has taken some spare quilts. They are in the utility room in the inner house. You can go and look for them." Luo Ling said with a smile.

"what?"

Stasha thought that the whole house had been ransacked by the hooligans, so it was impossible that good things like the quilt were left there.

But I didn't want to make my sister worry, so I nodded and agreed, thinking that I would find some excuse to deal with my sister after I went in.

However, she didn't expect that when she walked into the inner room, she would see a neatly stacked white quilts in the room. She reached out and touched it, and was surprised by the soft and fluffy feel.

"how come..."

Stasha was a little confused, and then her sister's voice came from outside.

"Didn't find it?"

"Look, I found it..."

Stasha suppressed the shock in her heart and couldn't help but touch the quilt.

It feels like a fine quilt that only noble gentlemen can afford. It should be made of...silk or something like that.

But how could those stingy church villains be willing to send such good things?

Although the church promised to take care of me because of my sister's status as a saint, it was limited to the minimum care.

What they ate every day was black bread mixed with sawdust, which was hard enough to cut their lips. Other things were either in tatters or had been used for who knows how long. Even the quilts gave off a foul smell when they were delivered, as if they had been fished out of the gutter.

Stasha was able to go to school not with the support of the church, but because she worked in a factory on her own, and with the help of some pocket money donated by kind-hearted nobles, she was able to attend a literacy class.

"Then take it out."

Looking at Stasha's slightly shocked expression through the spore vision, Luo Ling couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Of course, this quilt could not have been made by those guys who claim to be from the Church of Light. It was woven by Luo Ling using mycelium.

Apart from anything else, the mycelium has a variety of forms and can easily be used to make clothing or bedding, and the quality is very good.

Not to mention comparing it with silk, Luo Ling's mycelium can be used as an auxiliary material for refining sacrificial vessels. After all, it comes from the hands of a high-risk and weird person and is extremely precious.

In addition to this set of mycelium blankets, the surrounding walls that were smashed by the land thugs have been repaired by Luo Ling using invisible mycelium. Although they still look tattered, they are actually unbreakable.

These can be regarded as some life skills of puppet songs...

In fact, Luo Ling feels that sometimes no matter how terrifying an ability is, it still depends on how it is used.

Since there are no special side effects when using her strange abilities, the uses she develops are more... everyday than the last.

Silently watching Stasha take out the bedding and spread it out carefully, Luo Ling felt a little depressed.

"It seems that I really can't leave here for a while. Once I leave... I'm afraid Stasha will end up in a bad way."

A weak girl with no one to rely on, attracted jealousy in a lawless place like a slum, the result is predictable.

Today they just stole our belongings, but it’s hard to imagine what will happen tomorrow.

"It's ready, sister. You can take a rest first. I want to read for a while."

Stasha waved a terribly tattered stack of papers in her hand. This was the book she was talking about.

They are all made up of waste newspapers and copied by hand.

"it is good."

Luo Ling nodded, and with the help of Stasha, he lifted the frail body onto the bed.

After settling her sister down, Stasha squatted at the window and carefully flipped through her "book" in the bright moonlight.

Luo Ling just watched all this silently, some invisible hyphae focused at the window, making the dim moonlight a lot brighter.

Stasha raised her head slightly and smiled gently in the moonlight, as if she was thankful for the good weather today, and as if she was happy about her sister's return.

He didn't feel sad at all as his house had just been ransacked.

Perhaps, in her eyes, home is where her sister is.

Luo Ling could only sigh in his heart.

"This is a serious sin..."

There wasn't much she could do, she could only take care of this poor sister as best as she could as Alyssa.

However, he couldn't keep his consciousness here forever. Luo Ling thought about it and searched for some knowledge about apostles and agents from the artist's memory.

The artist is almost Luo Ling's knowledge base. Although he destroyed his consciousness before his death, leaving Luo Ling with less than one-tenth of his memories, there is still a lot of useful information.

"Perhaps, I can try to designate an 'agent'..."

Of course it won’t be Stasha. “Agent” is not a precious gift. Whether for ordinary people or awakened people, this change is definitely not a good thing.

Unless you really want to be a weird dog.

However, Alyssa is dead now. Her body has been transformed by Luo Ling using Puppet Song. In addition, the original owner had some strange qualifications, so she could barely withstand the power of the "Agent".

But not sure.

"Let's just give it a try." Luo Ling closed his eyes.

At the same time, the silver-haired girl ten kilometers away opened her eyes, and an indescribable pressure was released.

Even if it is within the "kingdom" and even if there is power to cover it up, it still cannot conceal the terrifying will of the 49th person in the weird sequence.

At this moment, almost all the high-level awakeners in Victoria looked in a certain direction, not towards Luo Ling's position, but raised their heads and looked at the endless sky.

A pair of gray eyes slowly opened above the sky, announcing His gift to the world.

In an instant, alarms rang at the headquarters of countless forces, foreshadowing that a high-risk and bizarre incident was about to occur.

However, the "country" did not lose its effectiveness. No one could find the real name of this strange phenomenon, but some people locked on a target because of it.

The high-risk and weird "White Witch" that has become famous in recent days.

There aren't many strange things that can cause such a commotion at present, but none of them have the power to cover up information. The only unknown is the "White Witch", whose detailed power is currently unclear.

Everyone was guessing what this weird person wanted to do, but no one thought that the "White Witch" caused such a violent commotion just to give a sister a hug, even if it was fake, but at least it existed...a sister's hug.

Alyssa's body also opened her eyes at this moment. There was a hint of gray in her empty eyes, and her long flaxen hair turned silver, finally converging into a few highlights.

She has become the agent of the "White Witch".

However, due to the weakness of his main body, the power that Luo Ling can bestow is only equivalent to that of a sixth-level awakener, but it is already powerful enough.

Although there were many high-level awakeners in the Jiangcheng County incident, this almost gathered all the elites in that realm.

No matter which force a high-level awakener belongs to, even in a huge "company", they are high-level beings, and their salary is several times higher than that of a middle-level awakener.

Because as long as you are promoted to a higher-level awakener, you will have the basis for accessing power, which is the main force against the weirdness... and other forces.

All the changes and movements lasted for less than five seconds and soon fell silent again.

However, the consequences are not limited to these five seconds.

Anyway...countless workers have been woken up by their bosses in the middle of the night to work overtime because of this sudden change.

"All right."

Luo Ling tried it and found that even if her body changed back to its original form, it would not affect Alyssa.

At the same time, her consciousness can move back and forth freely. Even if she doesn't want to distract herself from dealing with things here, she can imitate Alyssa's actions through her past memories and emotions.

"I never thought that the ability that turned Jiangcheng County into a deadly place could be used by me to do good things to this extent..."

When Luo Ling thought about it carefully, he couldn't help but reveal a strange look.

Does she have a gift that allows her to use whatever abilities she has in strange directions?

Never mind, this is not bad.

"elder sister?"

Stasha by the window seemed to notice some movement and turned her head slightly to look in the direction of Luo Ling.

Seeing that her sister seemed to be still awake, a worried expression appeared on her little face.

Did something happen in the church that made my sister unable to sleep?

"I'm going to sleep, you should get some rest soon." Luo Ling closed his eyes.

"Ah."

Stasha hesitated for a moment and closed the book.

It's rare that my sister comes back, so it doesn't matter if I miss one day of study.

By the moonlight, Stasha groped her way onto the bed.

The soft quilt brought with it an unprecedented warmth, and she felt like she would fall asleep immediately just by covering herself with it.

In a daze, she seemed to feel that her sister was looking at her.

Strange, isn't my sister blind?

Forget it, let's go to sleep.

Soon, snoring sounds were heard.

Luo Ling avoided looking at the spores, and the next moment, Stasha came over and snuggled into her arms.

"Sister, you smell so good, better than before..."

Stasha's nose twitched slightly as she snuggled into her sister's arms.

Seems like he's talking in his sleep...

Luo Ling laughed in silence, but his mood was a little complicated.

This was the first time she was called sister...even though she knew that Stasha's real sister was not her.

At this moment, Luo Ling felt something and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her vision had returned to her and Elsa's room.

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door, and it was this noise that forced Luo Ling to withdraw his consciousness.