Becoming a god by raising witches

"Oh, yes, that's the Chief's strange object C03, the Smoke Demon. It was created by making a contract with a demon whose body was shattered and only a third of its soul remained. It was an exclusive strange object. It was an innocent demon that always thought it could be revived one day. How could the Chief possibly let it be revived?"

Boyd rubbed his eyes and said with a mournful face, "Because the frequency value matches the director's clone better, it has always been carried by the director's clone. When you see the pipe, remember not to provoke the director at this time."

"Okay, I won't provoke the director, whether it's his clone or his main body."

All I do is feed her.

Locke added.

While Boyd and Locke were talking, Miss Ghost Tia had already put the bookshelves and books back in their original positions and swept away the dust on the floor. Her efficiency was extraordinary.

"You know what common frequency value is, right? I think you already have your own weird thing."

Boyd asked.

Locke nodded slightly. "I know a little. The resonance value is a numerical value that measures the user's tolerance for the strange object. The higher the tolerance, the higher the resonance value. The higher the value, the less side effects the user will have from carrying the strange object. If the value is too low, the user may be directly killed by the strange object."

He explained the concept of co-frequency value that Eileen had once explained to him.

Boyd was slightly taken aback.

"I didn't expect you to understand it so thoroughly."

"Is it not?"

Locke asked in surprise.

"Pretty much. The resonance value is the probability that your soul and the soul of the strange creature can resonate with each other. The higher the value, the more compatible your souls are, and the higher the tolerance."

Boyd provided an official explanation.

"A soul? These strange creatures possess souls?"

“Yes, every strange object has a soul. However, some of these souls are still conscious, while others are completely dormant and have become soul power. For example, Tia’s soul is very clear. Even if you communicate with her, she can understand you. The ring on my hand is the type whose soul is completely dormant and only has soul power left. It cannot communicate with me and can only be used as an ordinary strange object.”

As Boyd spoke, he showed Locke the ring on his hand.

Locke discovered that almost everyone in the Bureau of Investigation had some kind of ring on their hands.

Sieg has one, the director has one, Boyd has one, and it seems Robson has one too. Should I also get a ring like this to boost my status?

Boyd's ring is likely a silver ring, engraved with a circle of wheat ears, and without any gemstones.

"This is the resonance value ring. You can use it to determine your resonance value with the strange creature without having to risk testing it yourself. Some strange creatures are too powerful; one test would kill you. Its number is C322. You can borrow it from me if you need it."

Boyd said.

Locke nodded, increasingly convinced that his future partner, Boyd, was a good person.

"Rental fee is 5 copper coins per transaction."

Boyd said.

Locke felt a flock of crows flying overhead.

Five copper coins? You might as well rob someone; that's equivalent to Hannah's weekly salary.

Boyd ignored Locke's smug expression and continued speaking with a long face.

"It's normal for teammates to borrow weird items from each other. If you ask Sieg for one, he'll charge you 5 silver Micks each time because he needs Micks to please all sorts of wives."

So that's how it is. Does that mean I can also rent my weird items?

Sieg, this playboy, seems to really enjoy seducing other men's wives. If we rent him a C19 to enhance his charm, wouldn't that be tantamount to aiding and abetting a wicked man?

Forget it, I'm not short of money now, so I'd better not do something so unethical.

The people of Kosalk are already green enough; they don't need to be any greener.

Locke's morality triumphed over his greedy desires.

Then Boyd formally taught him the language of dragons.

According to Boyd, all magical rituals and ancient occult texts are basically written in the language of dragons. Dragons once had a glorious magical civilization. In the chaotic era, dragons ruled the sky and giant beasts ruled the earth. Humans were just a weak race that survived in the cracks, and they didn't even have a civilization.

Dragon Language is extremely difficult to pronounce and write; even with a dictionary, it is still very difficult to understand the book "Fundamentals of Mysticism".

Locke decided to go back and ask Eileen for advice.

Learning time always flies by, and after two hours, Boyd didn't want to continue teaching.

"Go back. You've learned enough; you need to digest it properly."

"Thank you, Professor Boyd."

As soon as Locke finished speaking, he saw Boyd's eyes redden slightly.

“It has been a long, long time since anyone called me teacher. The last person to call me teacher died in the Kingdom War.”

Boyd rubbed his eyes.

Locke sensed something was wrong and said he had to make lunch for the chief before making a quick getaway.

Locke had just stepped out of the library when he heard crying behind him.

The library doors closed quickly.

Locke used his heightened hearing to hear the sounds inside the room.

The sounds of books falling from the bookshelf to the ground, the bookshelf collapsing and crumbling, the chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and the walls rapidly decaying and collapsing.

If it weren't for Miss Ghost in the library, they would most likely be doomed.

Locke's hair also began to fall out.

He realized the seriousness of the problem.

Quickly focus on your own heartbeat and block out the crying.

Using the [Long Hair Art] skill, her hair grew back quickly.

He ran downstairs and met Sieg, Robson, Dimmel, and Angela on the second floor. They were coming out of the office.

"Damn it, who made Boyd cry?"

"Fortunately, he was in the library, so he had less of an impact on us."

As they were discussing, they came across Locke.

"Locke, it's so good that you're not hanging out with that crybaby Boyd, otherwise you'd definitely go bald."

Sieg said with a smile.

Locke felt a little guilty and decided that he would never call Boyd "Teacher" again; this guy had quite a few taboo words.

"Don't bother Locke, he's going to the kitchen. I'd like to see some new dishes for lunch."

"That's what the blue-haired loli Angela said."

“Yes, Miss Angela.”

Locke responded with a single sentence, then went downstairs to the kitchen without exchanging pleasantries with his colleagues.

Feeding them at noon can increase their affection level, so don't miss it.

As soon as Locke entered the kitchen, he smelled the rich aroma of mutton.

Old Rani, his face drooping, scooped up a mouthful of soup, put it in his mouth, and shook his head. "It still feels like something's missing."

Locke leaned over, scooped a spoonful of broth from the pot, and tasted it carefully. He had already mastered 7% of his skills; no wonder he was an old chef.

Locke gave a thumbs up, "For your first time making boiled lamb, this level of quality is already quite impressive."

In response to Locke's praise, old Rani simply snorted.

Fedor stroked his chin. "Could it be that we did too much?"

It was indeed a lot because Old Rani was making lunch for 100 people.

"Indeed, this amount is too much, and the lamb slices in the [Ice-boiled Lamb] are best enjoyed by simmering them in the broth."

Locke picked up a slice of mutton and put it in his mouth; the slice was overcooked.

Old Rani nodded slightly. "Try again tomorrow."

Old Rani had no intention of reducing the amount, because the soldiers fighting would only need more, not less; he planned to do further research on the proportions of the seasonings.

Locke put the two books down, washed his hands, and then began preparing the dish.

Unlike Eileen and Hannah, who have a sweet tooth, Renis is unlikely to accept Chinese food, even modified versions.

To avoid risking angering the shadow clone, Locke decided to make paella for lunch, which should be called Kosorque here.

Kosalk is a coastal city and is famous for its seafood.

But the people here don't like to eat rice.

Locke felt it was necessary to change their eating habits and let them discover that rice was actually more delicious than bread and potatoes.

To make this seafood rice, you need ingredients such as fish, shrimp, squid, crab, clams, mussels, and oysters. Chicken breast and ham are also essential, along with tomatoes, onions, wine, olive oil, lemon juice, and black pepper.

Of course, the most important thing is rice.

Make sure to select rice that is plump and has a uniform color.

Locke began to carefully select the grains of rice, as if he were selecting plump and translucent pearls.