Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

He nodded slightly, put the delicious spicy chicken on a plate, and handed it to Miss Witch Irene respectfully.

[Detected that the host successfully made delicious spicy chicken]

[Feeding success rate 99.99%]

Irene watched the whole process and found that the boy was indeed quite capable.

But the dish he made was strange. Why didn't he use pepper and cloves? Why did he use chili sauce as a seasoning?

Why didn't he coat the chicken with flour and fry it, then coat it with breadcrumbs, or just bake it? Why did he stir-fry it back and forth?

Smelling the strong aroma of the spicy chicken, Irene put away her complaints, picked up the silver knife and fork, gently poked a piece, and put it in her mouth.

Irene's fair face turned red.

Experiencing this spicy taste for the first time, she felt like she could spit fire in her mouth.

However, the delicious taste that followed directly conquered her.

She panted, endured the spiciness, ate the second and third pieces, and finally took the plate directly.

[Ding! Feeding the witch successfully! ]

[Randomly obtain an ability of the witch]

[Acquiring...]

[Life Peeping: Can see the life span of everyone]

[Advanced Path: Change the fate of 1,000 people, can be upgraded to Life Control]

[Life Control: Can easily change the life span of others, but must follow the principle of equivalence. The life span of one person is transferred to another person, not more or less. This ability can only be used three times a year, otherwise it will be backfired. ]

Chapter 2, Life Countdown

Locke was excited. This was the first time he successfully fed a real witch after crossing into this world!

It was also the first time the system gave feedback on its superpowers!

And the ability of [Life Peeping] sounds great.

Although, his original intention was to obtain the ability to alleviate the family's poverty.

Hannah lost her job, and the debt collection company always came to collect debts. Now the siblings are living in dire straits. Hannah, like him, went out to find a job before dawn, with only a piece of dry black bread in her arms.

If there were abilities like [Friends of Money] to improve economic conditions, sister Hannah would not have to work so hard.

Witch Irene was still immersed in the novelty of being spicy and the joy of delicious food, ignoring the boy in front of her who was staring at her head intently.

Locke saw a red line slowly appear about 3 cm above Irene's head.

The size of a knuckle.

24 hours.

One day.

In other words, this witch would die within a day!

How could the witch lady who he had finally found be so short-lived? !

She definitely has many superpowers that have not yet exploded!

Two plans immediately appeared in Locke's mind.

Plan A, save this fair-skinned and beautiful witch lady, and make her his perpetual motion machine, so that he can not only continue to feed her and make money, but also receive a salary from her.

Plan B, hurry up and make a few more meals for her within 24 hours, and make money in a limited time.

Plan A was too difficult for Locke. He had just met Miss Irene and had no idea what terrible existence she had offended to kill her within 24 hours.

Besides, he was just an ordinary person now.

Plan B was relatively easy, and he could leave 4 hours before she was about to die, so that even if she encountered any trouble, it would not entangle him.

Be cautious, only work today, and don't come tomorrow.

The time traveler Locke cherishes his life very much and will not take his fragile life as a joke.

With this idea in mind, Locke asked politely,

"Miss Irene, can I borrow the bathroom?"

"Turn right on the left side of the door and go to the third room."

The silver-haired and blue-eyed witch lady said with her lips swollen from the spiciness.

"Thank you, Miss Irene."

Locke quickly went to the bathroom, of course not to go to the toilet, but to try to see if he could check his life bar.

A red line appeared on Locke's head in the mirror.

The size of a knuckle.

24 hours.

One day.

"???"

Locke rubbed his eyes and carefully determined the length of the life bar.

In any case, it's only 24 hours.

That means tomorrow next year, Hannah will hold a white rose to the tombstone to pay tribute to herself.

What a joke!

The life of the cheater has just begun, is it going to end? !

Or is it this pitfall of superpowers that sees that everyone's life bar is so short?

In order to verify his guess, Locke rushed out of the bathroom, rushed out of the apartment building, came to the street, and opened his eyes to see the world.

The crowds coming and going on the gray street, the dense red life lines rise and fall like the tide with the movement of the crowd.

They are of different lengths, they are lively and agile, and they are provoking Locke.

Locke's ears suddenly buzzed.

After being extremely stimulated, people will have physiological phenomena such as tinnitus.

Locke is now on the verge of emotional breakdown.

Especially when he saw that the mouse brothers on the street have a lifespan of 132 hours.

He wanted to step forward and stomp to death this Shukebeta who dared to show off in front of him.

Unfortunately, he was not that kind of person.

Even if he was desperate, he could not give up the bottom line of being a human being.

Besides, it was not time to despair yet.

He turned around, entered the apartment, turned his back to the crowd, and left behind the flood of lifeline that was about to forcefully filter into his retinas.

Locke entered the bathroom again, turned on the faucet, and patted his face with cold water to try to calm down.

Start thinking about what's going on with you.

There are only two reasons that can cause his life to be so short, one is man-made disaster, and the other is natural disaster.

Ever since he traveled to this world, he has always adhered to the concept of being kind to others and has never been against others. Enemies definitely do not exist.

The family is poor and there is no place where people can spy, so it is impossible to attract robbers.

Although he is somewhat malnourished, he is still in good health and has no hidden diseases. It is unlikely that he is suffering from a sudden terminal illness.

The only variable that appeared was Miss Witch. Could it be that the hostile forces of Miss Witch came to the door, causing harm to Chi Yu and hurting him?

Locke feels that he is 99.99% close to the truth.

It seems that I cannot accept Miss Witch’s application.

Although I am very greedy for Miss Witch's superpowers, I only have one life, so I can only say goodbye to the beautiful Miss Witch.

Locke gathered his mood, walked out of the bathroom, and returned to the kitchen, planning to refuse the job simply because he had something to do at home, no matter what comments Miss Witch gave.

Erin had wiped the oil stains around her mouth with a napkin. Her lips were slightly swollen, like red cherries stung by bees, plump and full of temptation.

Locke guessed that it was probably swollen from the heat. It seemed that her slightly spicy taste was still too spicy for her.

Eileen felt very good after eating oriental food for the first time, but her face was still expressionless.

As a boss, she cannot give her employees an image that I can handle well.

Noticing that Locke had returned to the kitchen, Erin commented.

"The taste is average. Among all the delicious food I have eaten, it barely ranks 176th."

Erin raised her head proudly and looked at Locke with her delicate chin.

But due to Locke's height, when she does this, she doesn't feel condescending at all, and it just makes people feel petite and cute.

Locke remembered a word inexplicably.

Proud.

This Miss Irene is a typical outspoken person.

Even though he had eaten all the side dishes on the plate, he only gave me an average rating.

But none of this matters anymore.

Considering that he might become a victim, Locke said directly,

"It's a pity that I couldn't make delicious food that satisfies you. Excuse me, Miss Eileen, I'm leaving first."

Locke turned around and planned to leave calmly.

"?"

Eileen's pretty brows wrinkled, and she said that the taste was just average, but she didn't chase him away. Why did he give up automatically?

She took a light leap, and the black gothic dress was already in front of Locke.

"You passed the interview and can go to work today."

Chapter 3, a transaction

Locke had already reached the kitchen door, but was blocked by Miss Witch who suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was as annoying as blocking his exit.

But Locke was unable to express this emotion, fearing that if he accidentally angered the short-lived witch lady in front of him, his lifespan would be immediately reduced from 24 hours to 24 seconds.

He forced a smile and said, "Miss Eileen, I cannot accept your job."

"Why?"

Erin asked confused.

This is the first time she has met a chef she likes in a month since she submitted the job advertisement.

Because no previous chef could let her experience the joy of spitting fire from her throat.

Erin was sure that she must have liked this kind of spicy food.

Moreover, Irene can see through the color of a person's soul.

Locke is a guy with a very unique soul color. Pure white and pure black are actually balanced in the same soul. As long as the balance is slightly shifted, it will lead to two completely different lives, the ultimate kindness and the ultimate evil. , Eileen is very interested in this and wants to witness the young man's life.

Well, through vision, Erin saw that he only had 24 hours left in his life.

But for a witch who is good at playing with life, this little thing is nothing.

As long as she wants, Locke can live for another 100 years.

Locke, who had no idea what Miss Witch was thinking and just wanted to escape, carefully concocted a lie.

"Miss Eileen, I have thought about it carefully for a long time, and I still think it is better to be a private chef than to go to a restaurant, so that I can show my cooking skills to more people in need."

"The weekly salary is 2 silver meters."