[Look at me! Please give me a lucky charm! I've been so unlucky lately.]
I politely declined.
"Sorry, I can only craft one rune each night. See you in the live broadcast room at 23:00 tomorrow night!"
With that, I ended the broadcast without waiting for a response.
The following night, the moment the clock struck midnight, I launched my live broadcast right on schedule.
Unexpectedly, the audience had swelled to over five thousand after last night's events.
Spotting Max, I initiated the video call.
I asked, "Have you received the rune?"
He eagerly replied, "I have. I also prepared skulls, incense, and candles as you instructed."
I whispered to him, guiding his every step, "Now, make your way to your mother's bedroom door. Light the incense and the candles, set the skulls in front of the door, and burn the rune."
He followed my instructions diligently.
Soon enough, his mother, who had been kneeling and kowtowing barefoot, ceased her strange movements.
She lay back on the bed, leaned against the pillow, and drifted off to sleep.
Overcome with joy, Max bowed repeatedly to the screen in gratitude.
I casually inquired, "Is there anything left in the house from the previous owner?"