North American wizards, starting as cooks, roam freely and without fear.

New York, Manhattan.

As the wealthiest area in New York City, it is not only the city's commercial, financial, cultural, and tourism center, but also described as the economic and cultural center of North America. It is home to New York's central business district and one of the world's most concentrated areas of skyscrapers, attracting the headquarters of many of the world's leading companies.

The New York that countless people yearn for is not the real New York, but Manhattan.

At that moment, a black luxury car stopped on Fifth Avenue, the most expensive and bustling area in Manhattan, known as "Dream Street." Two figures dressed in formal attire, one in black and one in white, stepped out of the car. The two were Walker Black and his elite subordinate, Damon Black.

Once inside the building and in the elevator, Walker Black asked, "Damon, have you seen the witch?"

Damon immediately replied, "No, sir."

Walker Black: "Remember not to look around or talk nonsense."

"He understands 'don't talk nonsense,' but what does 'don't look at things randomly' mean?"

Damon was taken aback, not quite understanding. He couldn't help but scratch his dreadlocks. Just as he was about to ask, he saw the elevator reach the top floor and the doors open.

Stepping out of the elevator, you see two long, soft benches, each several meters long, on either side of the spacious area. They are mostly filled with well-dressed men and women, many of whom look either eager or anxious. They frequently look up at the imposing and luxurious company building in the distance, which occupies an entire floor without a logo, as if they are all waiting.

"Do you two have an appointment?"

Just then, a pleasant female voice rang out, and Damon saw two beautiful girls, one blonde and one red, with great figures and good temperament, coming to greet him. His eyes lit up immediately, and Walker Blair stepped forward.

After some negotiation.

Damon followed his boss and sat in the last seat of one of the soft-seat carriages.

"grown ups..."

Damon couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Are we going to be summoned? With so many people, how long will we have to wait?"

Walker Blair nodded: "Yes, we have to wait, no matter how long it takes. Our Black family's influence is currently limited to North America, which is nothing compared to the 'Sisters of Witches' with influence all over the world..."

An hour later.

Having finally received the summons, Damon followed Walker Blair into the rumored headquarters of the "Sisters of Witches".

Upon entering the camp.

Damon's eyes lit up even more, because almost all the staff members he saw here were women, and all of them were very beautiful. There were no ugly ones. There were girls with blonde hair, black hair, red hair, and all kinds of hair colors. There were even girls with white hair. They were really tempting.

It's also very diverse in terms of race, with white people, Asians... wait, why don't I see any black girls with black skin or of the same ethnicity as me?

He looked again carefully and indeed didn't see any Black people. A surge of anger welled up inside him: "MotherFucker, these damn racists! The Sorority of Witches is a bunch of racists!"

Although he cursed inwardly, Damon did not show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face. He was appreciated by his boss, given the noble and powerful werewolf bloodline, and even climbed from a new blood member to an elite position. He was given the surname "Blair" and is still alive today because of his intelligence.

If he were one of those short-lived people of his race, all brawn and no brains, who would cry discrimination at the slightest provocation, he probably wouldn't even live to be thirty.

Just then, a beautiful woman in a black trench coat walked towards him and instantly caught his attention. She had black hair that seemed to glow, and a perfect figure. Although she had very little exposed skin, just one glance was enough to arouse his strong desire.

next second.

"what!"

With a cry of pain, Damon felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if something had stabbed his head, causing excruciating pain. However, the pain subsided in an instant, which is why he immediately shut up after his initial cry of pain.

"grown ups..."

At this moment, Damon noticed that the witches who had led the way and his leader had stopped and bowed. Damon quickly followed suit and bowed respectfully, not daring to look any further.

At that moment, he finally understood why the boss had told him not to look around.

The stunning Asian beauty and witch in the black trench coat didn't even glance at the three of them, let alone respond, before striding away, leaving Damon both surprised and frightened.

He followed his boss into a spacious room and then bowed to a very beautiful blonde witch.

Then, Damon obediently took out a silver chain belonging to one of his dead new blood brothers and handed it over.

Then wait quietly.

Half an hour later.

A blonde witch, having finished casting a spell in a magic house shaped like a six-pointed star, emerged solemnly from the house and looked at Walker Blair, saying, "The fate of the person being divined is too vague. To divine their specific situation, Walker, you must triple the previous price!"

"Trip it up three times?"

Walker Blair was immediately startled. He didn't doubt that the witch in front of him would lie to him, because although the "Sisters of Witches" charged high fees, they always had a good reputation, and the woman in front of him was quite famous throughout New York and even North America. She wouldn't lie to him for that little bit of money.

"good!"

Despite the financial strain, the extensive search for the missing person had become known to many powerful forces, and this matter had to be resolved, otherwise it would be another embarrassment for him and his family. Walker Blair's mind raced, and he decisively said, "I'm willing to join. Please, Lady Elise, cast your spell!"

Iris didn't say anything more, she just nodded and went into the magic house.

More than half an hour later.

The witch Elise didn't come out. Outside, her assistant retrieved a pale yellow leather scroll from the magic house. Walker Blair took it and saw the words: Asian, Youth, Brooklyn...

Below that is a figure that resembles a quick sketch. Although the lines are simple, several distinctive features are discernible: short hair, tall stature, wearing a high-necked down jacket, standing under a streetlamp...

Although the facial features are blurry, with so many distinctive features, it would be a joke if he still couldn't find the killer.

"Lady Sheilis..."

Upon receiving the divination results, Walker Blair immediately got up and left.

As they stepped out of the building, Walker Blair handed the leather scroll to Damon beside him and said coldly, "Tell Ridley and the others to go to Brooklyn and search the area around that park, using the image on this scroll as a starting point. Find the murderer!"

"Yes, sir!"

Damon Claire respectfully accepted the roll of genuine leather paper and then opened the door of the luxury car waiting on the street for his boss...

......

Two days later.

early morning.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

In the dimly lit bedroom, a piercing ringtone shattered the morning's tranquility.

next second.

A dark shadow shot out from the corner of the wall and leaped onto the bedside table.

"Jerry..."

At this moment, Li Heng, who was wearing pajamas and meditating cross-legged on the large bed, woke up from his deep meditation and said, "Give me your phone."

"squeak..."

Upon hearing the sound, Jerry immediately became obedient and jumped towards its owner, holding the phone in its two front paws.

Li Heng took the phone, looked at the caller ID, and immediately smiled. The caller was the raven seller he had arranged to meet five days ago. He guessed that his second witch pet had arrived by now, so he answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Li?"

"it's me."

"OK, this is Ed. The item you ordered five days ago has been delivered to the location you specified. Bring your money and you can come over!"

"OK..."

After hanging up the phone, Li Heng got out of bed, changed his clothes, and left the bedroom.

"squeak..."

Little Jerry quickly caught up and jumped onto his owner's shoulder. Li Heng smiled and said, "I'm just getting something. I'll be right back. You can continue sleeping."

"squeak..."

The little guy believed it, and immediately jumped off my shoulder and ran back to his bedroom.

Li Heng smiled, opened the door, and walked downstairs.

As I stepped out of the apartment building, I saw a black pickup truck parked by a street lamp in the distance, with a young white man wearing a cowboy hat and smoking a cigar leaning against the door.

Li Heng strode closer and asked, "Mr. Ed?"

The young cowboy also asked, "Li?"

Li Heng nodded: "It's me."

Upon hearing the voice, young cowboy Ed carefully sized up the newcomer, Li Heng, then grinned, puffing on his cigar: "I've never seen an Asian man playing with this kind of bird before."

Li Heng laughed: "Then I'll be the first one. Where's the item?"

Young cowboy Ed: "Did you bring any money?"

Li Heng nodded: "Of course."

"OK..."

Young cowboy Ed nodded, said no more, turned around and opened the car door behind him. On the seat in front of him was a black rifle. The beautiful lines of the gun made Ed, who already had the "Intermediate Gun Mastery" skill, quite envious.

The other person took out a large cardboard box next to the rifle seat, and then, in front of him, opened the box, which had been specially made to have ventilation holes, revealing an iron cage inside, and inside the cage a large, beautiful, and majestic Great Raven with glossy black feathers and a long, sharp beak. It was the same one he had seen in a private chat five days ago.

At this moment, the raven remained silent, seemingly knowing that it wouldn't get out even if it made a fuss. It tilted its head and calmly watched the two people outside the cage.

"good..."

Li Heng crouched down and carefully examined the raven, becoming more and more satisfied with his assessment: "It is indeed the same one. Is it injured?"

Young cowboy: "I'm a professional."

"OK..."

Li Heng looked at the raven before him, and a beautifully crafted classical book, radiating a hazy silver starlight, began to appear before him. On its pages, golden characters continuously emerged:

【Raven】

[Passeriformes Corvidae]

[Skills: Communication, Premonition]

[Note: I'm very smart, and I'm very big, choose me!]

[Already included]

[Evolution in progress: 0%]

【Cultivation methods: Method 1: 1000g of high-protein daily, nurtured with energy particles once a day for 15 consecutive days; Method 2: Soul Source: 1 point】

[Possible research area: Omens of death]

【...】

Looking at the interesting explanations on the pages of the "Book of Omniscience" in front of him, Li Heng smiled, then suddenly reached out and stuck his index finger straight into the cage, in front of the raven with its head tilted.

"Hey kid..."

The young cowboy had just opened his mouth to stop them when he saw the raven that had been so fierce in his hands earlier now nuzzling his fingers affectionately, its dark eyes sparkling. This indicated that the raven was very excited and happy. He had been dealing with these ravens that made him money for many years and thought he knew their habits very well.

But now, the raven leader, who was captured and was extremely hostile to humans, is behaving in a way that is clearly beyond his comprehension.

Li Heng would never tell the cowboy beside him that the reason the raven was close to him was because of the gentle elemental energy wrapped around his fingers. Faced with this extraordinary energy, any ferocious beast or bird of prey would have to bow down obediently, because they could not resist the instinctive desire from the depths of their blood!

"OK..."

After channeling the elemental energy into the raven, Li Heng stood up and said, "I'll take this bird." With that, he took out a roll of money and handed it to the other party.

"How did you do that?"

Young cowboy Ed took the money and looked at Li Heng seriously, asking, "How did you manage to get this guy so close to you? One of my men almost had an eye pecked out by it!"

Li Heng casually remarked, "Perhaps I have the talent of a druid..."

"I think so too..."

Young cowboy Ed agreed. As a game enthusiast, he naturally understood the druid's meaning. He nodded, counted the money, and after confirming the amount was correct, put it away. Then, he suddenly asked, "Lee, do other animals, like other birds, also approach you like this?"

Li Heng nodded: "If I'm willing, I can do it."

"Bro..."

Upon hearing this, the young cowboy Ed immediately gave a thumbs up, then said earnestly, "You're a genius. Perhaps we can collaborate in the future..." He then changed the subject, unable to resist adding, "Are you really not lying?"

Li Heng shrugged: "It's nothing, I don't care whether you believe me or not."

"Okay, I apologize..."

Upon seeing this, Ed immediately raised his hand, then extended it and smiled, "Bro, you are indeed a genius. Let's call it a day. It was a pleasure to meet you, Lee."

Li Heng wasn't bothered by the somewhat arrogant white man's apology and casually replied, "Me too..." After exchanging pleasantries, he picked up his suitcase and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered the nice rifle on the guy's car seat and couldn't help but ask, "By the way, Ed, are you selling that gun?"

Young cowboy Ed was startled by the sound: "What gun?"

Li Heng pointed to the gun on the car seat: "That gun?"

"That one isn't for sale..."

Ed realized that Lee had taken a liking to his gun, and immediately smiled. He turned around, grabbed the rifle from the car seat, and showed it off, saying, "Isn't this a nice gun? But it was a gift from my grandfather. I sell other guns in my house, I sell guns online, and I also sell these two I have on me..."

As he spoke, he lifted his shirt at his waist, revealing two exquisite pistols hanging on his belts on either side, one of which was a revolver.

"Let's skip these two..."

Although Li Heng also had his eye on the two handguns, his budget was limited, so he could only say, "Then send me the URL of your gun-selling website later, I'll take a look. By the way, if I buy a gun, will you give it to me as a gift?"

Young cowboy Ed smiled: "I don't give gifts to others, but if you ask, I can. I want to be your friend."

"OK..."

Li Heng roughly knew that the other party's initial arrogance followed by obsequiousness was because he saw the raven getting close to him and guessed that it might contact him in the future. He didn't mind and nodded with a smile, "That's settled then. Contact me by phone if anything comes up."

After making a phone call gesture, Li Heng picked up the box and turned to leave.

Go home.

Open the cage.

The ravens immediately jumped out of their cages and started cawing around Li Heng.

Although he hadn't yet trained this guy into a witch pet, Li Heng could roughly understand what it was calling. It probably wanted the elemental energy it had just obtained. Although this guy was just a bird, in terms of intelligence, it was the smartest bird, ranking among the top in the entire natural world. Little Jerry couldn't compare to it before becoming a witch pet.

Speak of the devil, and he appears! The next second, a dark figure rushed out of the bedroom—it was Shushu.

"Squeak squeak squeak..."

Upon seeing the large raven, Jerry paused for a moment as he rushed forward, but then seemed to remember that he was different now, and immediately rushed forward again, pouncing on the raven.

"quack..."

As the leader of its raven clan, it was not afraid of a mere mouse, but seeing how brave the creature was, the raven did not attack immediately. Instead, it flew into the air to observe.

But the next second, the mouse quickly jumped onto the sofa, then leaped up and pounced on the raven in mid-air, which was quite ferocious.

Jerry's jump startled the raven, causing it to squawk and fly to the ceiling light.

Li Heng then noticed that when the rat landed, its body had grown several times larger, including its tail. The creature was now over half a meter tall, which surprised him.

Since the little guy had never shown this before, and besides, the little guy is just a very common house mouse, the fact that he could grow so big shows how much evolutionary influence becoming a witch's pet has!

"alright..."

Seeing that the little guy was still staring at the raven on the chandelier, Li Heng spoke up to help, "Jerry, it will be your partner from now on, don't bully it."

"squeak..."

Upon hearing this, Jerry immediately cawed at the raven, then quickly shrunk in size and jumped onto his owner's shoulder, nuzzling him affectionately.

Li Heng understood why the little guy was so sensitive. He reached out and patted its head before starting to cook breakfast and prepare food for the two witch pets.

After feeding the two witch pets.

Li Heng went back to bed to continue meditating until the alarm clock rang, at which point he left Raven at home and took Jerry to work.

The sky was overcast, and a cold wind was blowing.

I stepped on the unmelted snow on the side of the street.

Li Heng strode towards Williamsburg, but after walking just the second street, he realized he was being watched. Two young men, one in black and one in white, who looked like thugs, were following him not far behind.

So, without making a sound, he turned and walked into the alleyway next to him.

"Shit!"

"Quick! Let's catch up!"

Upon seeing this, the two men, one in black and one in white, quickly followed him inside. However, the alley was long and narrow, and several black thugs were standing against the wall smoking in the distance, but the Asian youth from before was nowhere to be seen.