Noon, on the outskirts.

Cha!

Ma Wei struck a match and threw it into the pit in front of him where the mouse corpse was placed.

As soon as the flame came into contact with the oil, a rising fire ignited, accompanied by bursts of black smoke, and the heat wave was overwhelming.

Standing on the edge of the pit, Ma Wei stared at the flame waves, his face tensed, his eyes flickering, thinking about what had just happened.

After leaving Mrs. Ante's house, they went to the homes of several more clients and found the same.

Curse-carrying rats, with a ratio of about 1:10 to normal mice, have not yet spread.

These also corroborated his previous conjectures.

If you can't find the source of the curse...

Then there will be a large-scale plague next.

"Blackie."

"Yes, yes!"

Xiao Hei, who was sniffing wild flowers and weeds, ran over: "What does the master have to meow?" ”

"It's rare to come to Wexford City, and you go and deepen your bond with the stray cats on the streets."

"Master, do you want the Cat Legion to expand?"

Xiao Hei tilted his head and said, "The eldest brother is already arranging missionary cats for this matter, and they should be dispatched in the near future..."

"I'm asking you to inquire about the curse, after all, we are outsiders, not as much as the local cats." Ma Wei frowned: "As for the expansion plan of the Cat Legion... How did I not know? ”

"Big brother said it's still training, and when it's ready, I'll tell the master that it's not too late..."

The Church of Truth can't be confined to just one acre and a third of New Ross City, and the same way is that the Cat Legion can't.

Almost everything Ma Wei did was related to expansion, and he also figured out that if the Church of Truth wanted to expand, it was best to take advantage of this curse.

Since everyone is afraid of mice, then the natural enemies of mice, cats and cats, will definitely usher in the spring period, of course, dogs can also catch mice, and even many people have been training dogs to catch mice, but the problem is....

When catching mice, a controllable cat > a controllable dog.

Most people hate cats because cats are too cold, like to steal food, and are not as affectionate as dogs.

But cats are small in size, small in amount of food, don't worry too much, and don't have too much financial burden, if they can be domesticated, they are actually a very suitable pet for domestic use.

For ordinary people who are not very well-off, controllable cats are definitely good at catching rats and insects.

And the cat legion gives the cat race controllability, when the order is established, the cat and the human can form an interdependent relationship, so that...

There are three main benefits to the Church of Truth:

1. The economic pressure has been alleviated.

2. The Cat Legion is equivalent to the eyeliner all over the city, establishing a huge intelligence network, and no wind or grass can escape their eyes.

3. The ever-increasing power of faith can provide more power to Yunia.

As for the problem of cat reproduction, there is no need to worry too much.

With the ancient alchemical magic in the Siren's Tears, cats can be castrated painlessly, and the rate of reproduction is controllable.

For example, on Friday, it directly confiscated its tools for committing crimes, can it still do anything to Xiaomei?

However, this is all an afterthought, with the current size of the Cat Legion, it has not yet reached the point where it is necessary to use magic to control the quantity, and expansion is the issue that should be considered at the moment.

When the flames in the pit had died down and the rat carcasses had almost burned out, Levin picked up a shovel, filled it with dirt, and stepped on it.

"Boss, where are we going next?"

"Yunia, are you hungry?"

"Hungry..."

No matter how hungry she was, Yunia didn't say anything, because she knew that her father was busy with business.

The sandwich that Mrs. Cecil had prepared was finished on the train, and it was their breakfast.

After running all morning, it's strange not to be hungry.

"Then let's go to Gentleman Sean's house."

Ma Wei patted the slag on his hand, took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "It's almost 2 o'clock in the afternoon, go for dinner." ”

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2:30 p.m., Paul Street, City Center.

The street performer, dressed in a red plaid skirt, stands under a statue in the central square, plays the accordion, and the melodious tune drifts away in the wind, and a horse-drawn carriage creaks past him, and a silver shilling suddenly flies out of the half-open window, and falls into the hat in front of the artist with great precision.

"Thank you, kind gentleman." The artist bowed and thanked the passengers for their generous gifts.

It was not Ma Wei who tossed the coin, but Levine Bojie, who was sitting opposite, with Erlang's legs crossed.

He played with a coin in his hand, as if to relieve the boredom of the road, and at one moment he conjured a pigeon, and the next he conjured a rose....

"Is that all you have for your magic tricks?"

Although Ma Wei didn't pierce Levine, who made Yunia happy, the other party's repetition was just a similar magic show, which was really a bit boring.

"Magic is magic, magic is magic, and you can't generalize."

Levine snorted, "If I use magic, what new thing can't be conjured?" But that's too disrespectful to magic, just as we should respect the craftsmen who live by their performances, they are all old artists! ”

As the former director of the Sunshine Circus, Levine understands the hard work of busking, and it's a blessing if your show is loved by the audience, if the audience doesn't like it....

Not only will you not make money, but you will also fall into a situation of self-doubt.

Whenever he meets an artist, Levine will give generously and give the other party a little hope.

Ten minutes later, the four-wheeled carriage came to a villa with the sea in its back.

"This is Gentleman Sean's villa?"

After getting out of the car, Levine looked at the not-so-tall house in front of him, and saw that the four walls were covered with moss, and the closed iron doors were rusty, more like some abandoned mental hospital than a rich man's residence.

Levine is really a little puzzled, you must know that although Sean Rickman is not a nobleman, his family has been in business for generations and engaged in maritime trade, which is definitely not related to the word 'poor'.

Seeing such a gloomy villa that was out of step with the surrounding houses, Yunia was not afraid, but licked her lips and said, "Dad, I smell a sweet smell!" ”

"Sweet taste?"

Ma Wei quickly sniffed, only smelling a tidal breath of seawater, and there was no sweetness at all.

There are no confectionery shops around.

Just when he was a little puzzled, Levin had already stepped forward and knocked on the iron door, and in the clanging sound, the door of the villa was open, and an old man with gray hair and wearing an ill-fitting butler's uniform walked out and asked in a low tone:

"Do you have an appointment?"

Ma Wei took out the envelope in his arms: "We were invited to come to get rid of rats, this is an invitation letter sent by Gentleman Sean Rickman. ”

"It turned out to be Father Mavi of the Church of Truth..."The old butler put away the envelope and opened the iron door: "Please come in, our lord has been waiting for you for a long time...."