House Witch

Chapter 1253 1252. I will start to cry for the deceased

Excellent chefs often have their own cooking hearts.

Just like a swordsman can communicate with his sword, a skilled chef can communicate with others through his food.

Dorothy took a mouthful of the red worm noodles, and immediately the ultimate deliciousness exploded on her taste buds. Then a magical power slid down her mouth and entered her stomach. Then, it was transported to all parts of her body as nutrients were absorbed. Suddenly, a feeling of comfort and joy of an adventure emerged involuntarily from deep within her flesh and blood.

Well, it's a good thing that the one eating the noodles is a homebody. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably collapse to the ground after just one mouthful of noodles, with his face flushed, his eyes rolled up, tears streaming down his face, revealing a typical Ahegao.

This is a feeling of absolute joy that is difficult for almost all flesh and blood life to resist. It comes from deep within the genes. It is a bizarre illusion that one's life level seems to have reached perfection.

However, Dorothy had the Heart Vow and the state of mind of a bodhisattva, so when this fleshly joy just emerged, she suppressed it directly.

"Tsk, the medicine Miss Neil gave is really strong. It's a pity that she has gone astray. She is not confident in her cooking skills and actually resorted to such external forces."

The home witch finished the mouthful of noodles in one breath and made such comments in her mind.

Then she simply rejected the influence of the flesh and blood authority from the Mother of Fertility and began to taste Miss Neil's real craftsmanship.

Or, she began to analyze the culinary skills of this beautiful chef.

It wasn't complicated, and she cracked it quickly. Then scenes flashed through her mind.

This is the past of a poor man.

Well, a typical gambling dad, a sickly mom, a beastly brother, and a broken girl.

The first half of this illusion is a classic among classics. It is the story of a girl who starts from hell and tries to break the status quo through hard work, achieve class leap, and live the life she wants.

In fact, she was successful. She was admitted to the Brave Academy with excellent grades and successfully passed the entrance examination to the medical department of the academy. As long as she could graduate successfully, she would be able to become a doctor, obtain a decent social status and a good income, and live a happy life from then on.

But an even more extraordinary accident happened. Just when the girl was about to graduate, her respected mentor, the professor at the college, went crazy.

This is not surprising. After all, the Robot Wasteland was originally a special world. It was too close to the spiritual world. Although this made it easier for machines to be activated, it also brought some terrible disasters, which were the so-called spiritualization.

In the normal world, high inspiration often means that the person is smarter and can easily achieve certain achievements in some professional understandings. However, in the Intelligent Wasteland, high inspiration not only means that you are smarter, but also means that you will become a time bomb. You never know one day a great inspiration of yours may attract the attention of some beings in the spirit world, and then you will be driven crazy by the forbidden knowledge that is chasing you, and become a mobile spirit ruins generator.

Unfortunately, the girl's teacher was such a smart person with great inspiration. She had been busy with a difficult problem in genetic engineering. After much thought, she suddenly had a burst of inspiration.

Good news, the problem that had been bothering her has been solved.

Bad news, the answer is a little too crazy for mortals to handle.

That is a blessing from the Dark Mother of Fertility.

The first person the crazy teacher saw when she woke up was naturally her apprentice. She felt that she should give this well-behaved and sensible apprentice a gift. Well, as a teacher, she naturally had to impart all the knowledge she had mastered. Good things like divine grace must be shared with her apprentice.

So, the teacher tied the girl to the operating table, preparing to use the God-given genetic technology to transform his apprentice into a perfect creature.

Unfortunately, just as the crazy teacher was chattering to her apprentice on the operating table about the greatness of the Mother of Fertility, the beauty of the Avenue of Flesh and Blood, and the wonders of genetic technology, a scalpel suddenly cut her throat.

Sicily has never been a paradise-like harmonious society. It is a gathering place for wanderers and a world where the strong prey on the weak. So, can a girl who has been struggling at the bottom of society since childhood and even managed to get opportunities for advancement through hard work really be a well-behaved, sensible and weak person?

Obviously not possible.

The paralyzed father, crazy mother, and rootless "sister" at home all liked this.

But, is this kind of counterattack really the end?

This was obviously impossible, because the girl was also an intelligent person with high inspiration like her dear mentor. Therefore, from the red fountain gushing from the mentor's neck, the girl realized the secret of abundance.

Fortunately, she was smarter than her teacher, or maybe she started by standing on her teacher's shoulders. In short, after she understood the secret of abundance, she did not go completely crazy like her teacher, but retained her consciousness and reason.

But unfortunately, she still retained her consciousness and sanity.

Although she poisoned her gambling father and castrated her lustful brother, thus driving her stupid mother crazy whose heart was filled with two men, the girl still thinks she is a good person. She still aims to become a hero. The statue of the hero standing on the top of Sicily Island is her spiritual sustenance and hope, and it is her guide and goal in struggling upward in this hell.

She believed that there were always some good people in the world, and that only the lower class were suffering and she was the only one who was unfortunate. As long as she could climb up a little and become a real hero, her life would get better.

Well, then she was not judged by the heroes or imprisoned. Instead, she was received by a big shot on the island, an old man who was about to die.

The girl was no stranger to this big shot, because she had often seen him on Skynet News in the past. He was a template hero, and his life was as perfect as what was written in a fairy tale book.

Single-handedly destroy a cult, fight a mad scientist, break through the dark spirit ruins, and step on an out-of-control intelligent machine.

He was a famous hero whom the girl had seen in textbooks and was once one of her idols.

Unfortunately, compared to the handsome and strong man in the textbooks, what she witnessed was an old man with wrinkles and age spots all over his face, emitting a rotten smell, and dying with only a few more breaths to go.

Of course, the girl did not dislike her idol because of this. She still respected this famous hero, and the old hero also kindly comforted her, and gently told her not to be afraid, just as it was written in the story, because it was only people who were evil, not power. Although the Mother of Plenty was a terrible evil god, as long as she made good use of her power, she could also become a hero.

The girl naturally believed what her idol said. She even felt that her suffering had finally been healed. Her suffering might be over and she would be reborn happily in the future.

The girl, who had lacked love since childhood, respected the brave old man as her father.

And the days that followed were indeed as beautiful as a dream. The brave old man arranged the best laboratory, the best scientific research environment, the most advanced instruments, and the richest information for her, just asking her to study well and strive to turn the abundant power into a panacea to cure diseases and save lives.

Out of gratitude to the brave old man for his recognition, the girl naturally had to work harder, hoping to become a useful person to the brave old man, to the island of Sicily, and to all mankind.

She succeeded again.

She successfully deciphered the blessing she received from the Mother of Plenty, gaining a ritual secret known as her Gnawing Evolution.

The effect of this ritual

To put it simply, eat what you lack and what you eat will replenish what you lack.

Anyone upon whom she releases the secret ghoul technique will be blessed with this effect.

Naturally, the girl immediately told the good news to the brave old man whom she regarded as her father. Although the secret method seemed very powerful, the girl's spiritual inspiration also sensed a terrible evil from it.

Inspiration told her that this was not a good thing and would bring disaster sooner or later, but the girl still remembered the teachings of the brave old man that what is evil is not power, but the human heart.

So the worried girl wanted to seek guidance from the brave old man again.

In response, the old man remained gentle and was willing to be the first subject of her experiment.

Then

Then, this former brave man sucked the blood of a death row prisoner in front of the girl, and recovered from a dying old man into a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. He was indeed as handsome as in the textbooks, and it was obvious that he was a good man with a strong sense of justice.

But the girl was stunned by this scene, and the brave man just smiled and told her not to show mercy to these evil people who deserved to die, and that the only contribution of these evil people was to become the nourishment of the brave man.

Afterwards, the girl soon saw more old men. Many of them were the famous heroes she had seen in textbooks. Using the secret method of gorging, these old heroes became young again.

Everyone praised the girl as a treasure bestowed by God to Sicily, and treated her as the most precious treasure and took good care of her.

Only the girl became more and more confused about this. After all, she knew very well that her ability was not a gift from God. Her ability came from the Mother of Darkness and Fertility.

He was an evil god who once brought terrible disasters to the world and was also the former enemy of the brave Adam and his companions.

And although it is natural for a hero to defeat the villain, can this method of defeating by sucking the opponent's flesh and blood really be considered justice?

However, because of the happiness of being the center of attention, the girl did not think too much about it. She comforted herself and told herself not to think too much. After all, this was the home of brave men who were protected by Mr. Adam. Could the brave men in the textbooks really deceive her?

However, the girl soon discovered that the frequency with which the heroes came to her for the secret method of gorging seemed to be getting higher and higher, from once a month to once every half a month, once a week, and later almost every day.

Are there really so many evil people who need to be punished?

The girl was a little confused. She had some guesses in her mind, but she didn't dare to think too much.

Until one day, she suddenly had an idea and returned to her slum home which she had not been to for a long time. Then she found that her paralyzed father, crazy mother, and twisted "sister" had all become mummies, with familiar teeth marks left on their bodies.

There have been rumors in the camp recently that a Lingxu monster is sucking blood everywhere. The righteous heroes told the panicked people that they are doing their best to hunt down the monster, but among the crowd, the girl's heart is sinking.

Too many people die every day in the various slums on the island of Sicily. After all, there are gamblers, drug addicts, and whoremongers everywhere. Some are beaten to death by debt collectors, some die from taking drugs, and there are too many dead bodies in women's bellies to count.

Moreover, Sicily is the promised land in the hearts of wanderers. Everyone wants to come here. God knows how many people pursuing "freedom" rush here every day, so no one cares about the few old people who died.

Everyone only knows that Sicily is a refuge for the brave, a land of freedom, and a spiritual home. The air here is sweet, trees grow there, and fresh water flows there. It is a paradise as beautiful as a dream.

Therefore, no one cared about the departure of a girl with shattered dreams at first, until the old heroes wanted to replenish their youth.

So, the next day, there was a terrifying fertility cultist with a huge bounty on her head on the island of Sicily, and all the righteous heroes were eager to catch her immediately and bring just punishment upon her.

On the desolate land of steel, a petite night elf who followed the pursuit of food was hurrying on her way through the dark oil snow. She picked up an unconscious girl on the roadside and gave her a bowl of the simplest clear soup noodles.

At that moment, the girl who was eating noodles in the snow saw the real light.

"Tsk, this isn't a cooking heart at all, you're clearly a confession heart."

Dorothy tasted the noodles and couldn't help but smack her lips.

However, although this poor chef beauty seemed to have bad intentions towards his wife, the house witch did not stop Shadow Blade from tasting this bowl of noodles from his rival.

“Very good craftsmanship.”

She commented like this.

Then he walked directly to the pig brain, which still existed in the form of a mechanical light brain and had half of its life left, and raised the demon sword Red Shadow in his hand high above his head.

"Well, Miss Neil, please take a good look at my knife skills next."

In this regard, the beautiful chef, who was originally still sad that her thoughtful dish was given to Huangmao by Bai Yueguang, immediately raised her head, and then.

A light flashed in Miss Neil's heterochromatic eyes.

It wasn't that something had changed in her mind, it was simply that the blade was too bright.

The knife literally cut through the sky, and then endless knife light fell from the sky like a meteor.

However, there was only one blade of knife light that actually landed on the pig's head, and the rest of the knife rain...

Miss Neil looked in the direction where the meteor shower was falling, and then her pupils shrank.

This night was a bloody night for Sicily.

"I'll weep for the deceased, and I'll forget what happened next. I won't pretend to be cool. Anyway, I've just been promoted, how can I tolerate this?"

The witch in the house is collecting her sword.

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