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

Seven days later.

Brooklyn.

Williamsburg neighborhood.

"That looks a bit like it!"

"Stop right there, kid! It's you!"

At a street intersection, four white-clad thugs suddenly grabbed a tall young man wearing a black down jacket, a black beanie, and a mask, and violently shoved him into a nearby alley.

"FxxK! What are you, a Niger, doing wearing a black down jacket? Don't you think you're dark enough already? And a mask too? Who taught you to dress like that?"

"Racism? You're calling me racist?"

"Now listen up, Nigger, Nigger, Nigger! You are the filthiest Niggers! You are the garbage of society! You are the rats of the sewers! All the taxes we, the FxxK, pay are used by those swine bureaucrats to feed you scum, just for those damn FxxK votes!"

"So, do you want to sue us?"

"We're waiting for you to sue us!"

"Get out!"

His hat was ripped off, his down jacket was slashed, his mask was torn, and he was given a good beating. The young black man was extremely aggrieved and miserable. He was kicked out of the alley, but he didn't dare to fight back at all and could only cower and leave.

"Connor, we haven't paid any taxes..."

"FxxK, who cares? I just want to know how much longer we're going to have to search for someone like idiots!?"

"Who knows? It depends on the head of the family, right?"

"If you ask me, if we hadn't caught him last time, he would have definitely run away long ago. Who would still be living here, FxxK!"

"Then do you dare tell the boss?"

"I'd rather die than tell anyone!"

"..."

half a month later.

The Bronx.

The meeting room at the New York branch headquarters of the Black Werewolf family.

"BOSS..."

Cox Black, the Mexican elite werewolf wearing gold-rimmed glasses, spoke up: "We've searched the entire Brooklyn area, and we've been conducting a thorough search of Williamsburg, where that person previously appeared, for over half a month. If we keep searching like this, my businesses will be affected, and if this continues, I'm afraid it will affect the year-end handover of family funds..."

"Yeh..."

The only two Black people in the conference room, Claude Black, nodded and said, "It's the same for me. I can't let my people keep looking. My rivals have been using this as an excuse to cause me trouble again, and I also have business to do. All of these things require manpower."

"It's all business!"

Upon hearing this, Damon Black flew into a rage, saying, "Doesn't my brother Derek's death matter? He was the new blood of our family, we can't just ignore his death!" He then turned to his colleague, who was usually the most supportive of the matter, and said, "Remy, what do you think? Give us your opinion."

Remy Black shrugged. "I'll listen to the adults."

"alright..."

Walker Black, seated at the head of the table, raised a hand to stop Damon from rising angrily, and said in a deep voice, "The family will not abandon any new blood. I think the past month has proven that. It's just that that bastard was too good at hiding!"

"We still need to find those scumbags, but we can't let business fall behind. It's related to the family's evaluation of us and our resource supply."

"Remy, Claude, Cox, your men can leave now."

"Damon, you can continue to look for people. I will give you some support, but the funds due at the end of the year cannot be missed."

Upon hearing this, Damon immediately said anxiously, "Sir, if I need to find that bastard, I certainly won't be able to attend to the business..."

"That's your problem!"

Walker Black interrupted in a deep voice, "The family has already sacrificed a lot for this matter; it can't keep sacrificing indefinitely. Since he's your brother, shouldn't you do something for him?"

"I've already issued a bounty for that scum in the 'New World.' Damon, you can also think of something, like hiring a private investigator to see if they can find him..."

"As long as you can find him, the family will continue to provide you with assistance..."

"grown ups..."

At this moment, Damon couldn't help but say, "That guy clearly made our family lose face, why doesn't the family continue the search...?"

"Because we need to cut our losses!"

"We've already lost face; even if we kill that bastard now, things won't be the same!"

"I can already picture how I'll be laughed at by my family next time I go back..."

Walker Black chuckled self-deprecatingly, patted Damon on the shoulder, and turned to leave the conference room.

After the leader and his elite werewolves left, Damon looked at his men and asked, "Does anyone know a private detective?"

......

Three months later.

The Queen.

Flushing.

As the largest East Asian community in New York City, this area is a bustling commercial hub with numerous restaurants and eateries. It is densely populated with a huge flow of people, resulting in a serious and complex security situation.

A spacious room on the third floor with the window half-open.

A handsome man with long, flowing hair, a tall and slender figure, a thin face, well-defined features, and a sharp jawline sat cross-legged on a large bed, his muscular body exposed, lost in meditation with his eyes closed.

Inside the room, in front of the bathroom door, a small mouse with glossy black fur and bright, black eyes was peering out into the slightly ajar door.

Above the door frame, out of the little mouse's sight, a majestic and beautiful raven with glossy black feathers hovered, its eyes fixed on the little mouse peeking through the crack in the door.

After looking carefully for a while, and seeing the half-open, drafty window, the little mouse, who thought the plagued raven wasn't in the room, slowly pried open the door and cautiously poked half its body out.

I waited a while longer.

The little mouse finally relaxed when the damned raven still hadn't appeared. It staggered out of the bathroom and quickly scurried onto the sofa in the center of the room.

But as soon as it got on the sofa, the wider field of vision allowed it to immediately spot the raven flying above the bathroom door.

"squeak!"

With a sharp cry, the little mouse immediately bared its teeth and arched its back, assuming a fighting stance against the attacking raven.

next second.

"squeak..."

"Gah..."

The raven swooped down and the mouse leaped up, immediately embracing and fighting.

"Squeak..."

"quack..."

A few seconds later, a few black feathers drifted down, and fine mouse fur flew around in mid-air.

Looking at the raven's smug expression and the little mouse's disheveled but defiant gaze, it was clear who had won this battle.

But both the rats and the ravens tried their best to keep their battle cries low so as not to disturb the man who was meditating with his eyes closed on the bed.

"Turn on the TV..."

At this moment, the raven, the winner, jumped onto the sofa and said to the losing mouse beside him, "Turn on the TV."

The little mouse also gave up. Hearing the noise, it jumped off the sofa without a sound, leaped onto the coffee table, grabbed the TV remote with both hands, flipped it over, and then stepped on the power button on the remote.

The television in front immediately turned on, but the volume was very low, clearly indicating that the rat and the crow were very skilled at this.

The crow and the mouse sat on the sofa and started watching TV.

Time passed slowly.

As the sky outside the window changed from bright to dim, and then to pitch black.

big bed.

The shirtless, handsome man finally opened his eyes, waking up from his meditation.

"squeak..."

The little mouse noticed its owner was awake and immediately jumped onto the back of the sofa, rushed to the bed, and began to fawn over the man.

"quack..."

The beautiful raven hopped onto the sofa back, then onto the bed, and waddled over to its owner, repeatedly saying, "I'm hungry..." "I'm hungry..."

"You're hungry, don't you know to go outside and find something to eat?"

Having long been accustomed to the raven's ability to speak, the man chuckled casually, then got up and headed to the bathroom to wash up. The mouse and raven immediately followed, the mouse quickly climbing up its owner's body to the sink to get a drink.

The raven flew to the sink and continued, "The food outside is awful, but the master's is delicious..."

"It's not that Master is tastier..."

Upon hearing this, the man immediately corrected the raven's pronunciation, saying, "It's the master's food that's delicious; what you eat is called food."

The raven immediately changed its tune, saying, "Yes, Master's food is delicious..."

Despite having a slight eunuch accent characteristic of ancient Tokyo University, the raven learned to speak very quickly and can now basically converse with him in the Tokyo language.

After washing up...

The man then started cooking for himself and his two little ones.

A man in a black trench coat went out with two little ones.

Reaching the first floor of the apartment building, he knocked on the thick steel door that ordinary firearms couldn't penetrate, bang bang bang.

"Who?"

Soon, a crisp sound came from inside the room.

The man said, "305, to pay the room fee."

"Dad, it's Li Heng..."

"Open the door..."

Immediately, sounds came from inside the room. Soon, after several doors opened, the observation window of the thick steel door opened, and seeing the figure standing outside, the increasingly tall and pretty blonde girl, Chen Chuxia, poked her head out and smiled, "It's not safe around here lately, Brother Li Heng, come in."

The man nodded and followed him into the room, which had been fitted with three layers of doors.

The room was spacious, well-decorated, and well-heated.

Upon seeing the man, Chen Hai, who was eating, smiled and said, "Ah Heng, want to eat something together?"

"No, Uncle Chen..."

"I'm here to pay my room bill..."

As he spoke, the man smiled and took out a stack of cash, counted out the full amount, and handed it to the girl beside him, saying with a smile, "This is the room fee for the next month. Chuxia, you count it and see if I made a mistake..."

Chen Chuxia took the money and immediately started counting it.

Chen Hai then laughed and said, "The security situation in Flushing has been terrible lately. There have been several home invasions and murders, and the police are useless and can't catch anyone. Ah Heng, you should make sure to lock your doors and windows when you sleep, and don't leave valuables in your room when you go out. Be careful if you see any suspicious people..."

"I know Uncle Chen..." the man nodded and smiled.

Chen Chuxia was counting money when she saw a small, shiny black head peek out from Li Heng's coat pocket. It was a very pretty and cute little mouse. She was instantly attracted and excitedly asked, "Li Heng, is this mouse your pet?"

Does it bite?

"Can I touch it?"

The man casually pulled a hamster out of his pocket, smiled, and handed it to him, saying, "It doesn't bite, you can pet it."

Looking at the incredibly cute little mouse handed to her, Chen Chuxia forgot to count the money, casually placed it on the table, picked it up with both hands, and exclaimed excitedly, "Dad, look! Li Heng's mouse is so good, so cute!"

Chen Hai glanced at the mouse in his daughter's hand; it was indeed very cute. He asked, "Ah Heng, what breed is this mouse? Where did you buy it?"

The man laughed and said, "This mouse is just a regular house mouse. I don't need to buy it. I caught it in the kitchen where I used to work."

"A house mouse caught in the kitchen?"

Chen Hai was very surprised to hear this. He looked more closely at the mouse in his daughter's hand and saw that the mouse did look like an ordinary house mouse, but its fur was incredibly black and shiny, and its eyes were even blacker and more lively. He had never seen any animal with such eyes before.

"quack..."

At this moment, seeing how popular the defeated mouse was, the raven hidden under the man's coat also emerged and jumped onto its master's shoulder.

Upon seeing the beautiful and majestic Great Raven, Chen Hai's eyes immediately lit up: "This raven is so beautiful, is it also yours, Ah Heng?"

The man smiled and nodded: "This is a raven, which I keep."

"Wow..."

Chen Chuxia, holding the hamster, stepped forward and stared intently at the raven on Li Hengge's shoulder, exclaiming, "That raven is so beautiful! Hengge, you're amazing! How do you raise it?"

The man chuckled, "I'll just raise it casually..."

At this moment, Chen Chuxia looked at the mouse in her hand and the raven in front of her, and felt that she liked them both very much. She couldn't help but look at her father.

Chen Hai understood his daughter's meaning, smiled, and ignored her.

They chatted for a while longer before seeing the other person off.

Close the door.

Chen Hai then looked at his daughter and said, "If Aheng's rat and crow were just casually kept, I could help you ask him to buy one. But those two are obviously the result of a lot of hard work, so I can't ask him to buy one."

"Why don't you go online and see if there's anything you like? Dad will buy it for you, whether it's a dog or something else, how about that?"

Chen Chuxia immediately smiled happily and said, "Thank you, Dad..."

......

We came out of the heavily guarded triple-door room.

The man then turned and walked out of the apartment building with the rat and the raven.

The man was naturally Li Heng.

Three months ago.

He was forced to resign from the Williamsburg restaurant due to the search and pursuit by the Black werewolf family, abandoned the apartment he had just rented in the Williamsburg neighborhood, left his girlfriend Max, and moved around several times in New York City before finally settling in Flushing.

This is where the original owner's home was located, and also the small family-run inn where Li Heng first stayed when he came to this world.

This time, however, he stayed in the best room at the family-run inn run by Chen Hai, who had been kind to him, and he was staying there for a whole month.

The reason for choosing Flushing is that it is the largest East Asian community in New York, with a high population density, a large flow of people, and yellow skin everywhere. If the Blake family were to come here to search, it would definitely be very troublesome.

He doesn't want to leave New York for the time being, so living here is a good option.

For the first two months, he basically stayed at home focusing on meditation and cultivation, and his cultivation level improved significantly.

Wizards distinguish their realms based on the strength of their mental power:

A first-level wizard apprentice has a mental strength below ten marks. Breaking through ten marks means advancing to a second-level wizard apprentice.

The range of mental strength for a second-level wizard apprentice is between ten and twenty marks. Breaking through twenty marks means advancing to the third-level wizard apprentice level.

Below ten marks, meditation begins very quickly.

However, once you reach the tenth level, the difficulty of meditation increases exponentially with each subsequent level.

Similarly, for every increment in mental strength within a wizard apprentice's sea of ​​consciousness, the amount of elemental energy that can be stored and released within their body also increases exponentially.

In short, the higher the mental scale, the slower the progress of meditation.

Li Heng's mental strength has now reached the fifteenth level, which he just broke through a couple of days ago. He's not too far from the level twenty mark, which is the mark for a third-level wizard apprentice.

For the first two months, I focused on meditation and practice.

This month has been much busier. Apart from meditating for half of his time every day without fail, he spends the rest of his time either online or in places like bars and nightclubs, searching for extraordinary peers while also looking for extraordinary prey.

Three days ago, he learned from a forum that there were supernatural beings in a nightclub, so he made a special trip there hoping to find something.

Li Heng hailed a taxi, got in, gave his address, and the car quickly started moving, merging into the neon-lit traffic.