Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

When facing a scheming person, it is best not to play tricks in front of her, otherwise it is easy to be targeted, just like the poor investigator.

With full sincerity, Locke respectfully placed the chocolate soft-core pudding on Renis's table.

The smoke gradually returned to the long pipe in Renis's hand.

"What is this?"

Renis looked at the dessert she had never seen before, smelled the sweet fragrance, and asked.

"Chocolate soft-core pudding."

Locke replied.

Renis knocked on the pipe, and a maid formed by smoke appeared in the pipe. The maid was surging and naked. If she was not pure white smoke, it would definitely make some early risers have wild thoughts.

The maid saw Locke and showed a shy expression. She immediately reached out and grabbed a ball of smoke from the pipe and covered her key parts.

Locke guessed that this was definitely Renis teasing him.

Because Renis's expression at this moment was that kind of half-smile.

She likes to tease newcomers very much.

Locke came to this conclusion.

The maid picked up the spoon, scooped a piece of chocolate soft pudding, and put it into Renis's mouth.

Renis opened her mouth slightly, her eyes slightly shining.

[Ding! Feeding the witch successfully! ]

[Randomly obtain an ability of the witch]

[Acquiring...]

[Shadow clone: ​​You have a shadow clone. The shadow clone has an independent personality, but absolutely obeys you. The combat power is twice yours. The only disadvantage is that the idea is a bit dark. The shadow clone only appears in light and cannot be used in dark places. ]

[Drawing duplicate abilities, shadow clone proficiency +100]

[Shadow clone: ​​100/1000]

Locke's eyes also lighted up slightly.

Although he drew the same ability, Locke was in a very good mood.

If he can draw the same power 10 times in a row, he can directly upgrade his ability.

Renis quickly finished the delicious chocolate soft-hearted pudding. She was getting more and more satisfied with the new cook, and it was even better that he could work as an investigator part-time.

"Locke, you only need to be responsible for my diet in the future. I don't like to share with others."

Renis smiled.

You mean you just want to eat such a delicious chocolate soft-hearted pudding alone, right?

In any case, there is no second witch in the bureau, and cooking for only one person can save time and brush more skill proficiency.

"Okay, follow your arrangement."

"Yeah."

Renis nodded slightly with satisfaction, "Wild weirdos generally lack systematic mystical knowledge. You can go to Boyd for systematic learning. Remember not to make him cry. Go, I hope to see more desserts for lunch. Don't treat me as a cat."

Renis meant that her appetite was still very good, and a chocolate soft-hearted pudding could not satisfy her at all.

In Locke's opinion, cats have a very large appetite.

"Okay, Chief."

Locke left Renis's office, and the maid in the shape of smoke suddenly turned into a huge hole, drooling at Locke's receding back.

"Smells so good, so good, let me eat him."

The last time he saw Renis, Locke had a cursed breath on him, which blocked the original smell of his soul.

This time, Locke's curse has been basically eliminated, and the demon in the pipe smelled Locke's fragrance.

"Shut up."

Rhenis kicked the smoke hole, kicking it away, and the white smoke turned into black fog.

The black fog enveloped the entire room, and there was a ping-pong sound in the room.

Locke heard that there seemed to be something unusual in Renis's room, and he pricked up his ears.

I heard Renis's domineering declaration.

"He is mine, if you dare to touch him, I will make you, the demon, lose consciousness forever."

Tsk~

What's going on?

Locke continued to prick up his ears.

A strange and hoarse voice said, "It's just a soul, why don't you give it to me? I'm the demon who made a contract with you."

"No, the desserts he made are too delicious. Unless you can make this kind of dessert like him, I won't give it to you."

"Okay, I'll go learn it now."

The demon made up his mind to eat Locke.

Locke swallowed his saliva and wanted to continue eavesdropping, but the room 302 disappeared and moved to another place.

Locke went downstairs nervously, and he didn't expect that he was actually remembered by a demon.

He must find out as soon as possible what kind of strange thing the director's pipe is, and what's the situation with the demon?

Chapter 72, the demon who learned secretly is here

Now this demon must not be able to eat me, because Renis is restraining it.

But if it learns all the desserts I know, it's hard to say.

Locke went to the investigator's office on the second floor with mixed feelings. Angela, Di Mo, Sieg and Robson were all inside.

They were enjoying delicious croissants and toast.

Investigators don't like to eat with temporary workers in the cafeteria, they prefer to have their own space.

"Locke, good morning."

The blond boy Robson waved to Locke.

"Robson, good morning."

"Good morning, Locke, why didn't I eat the food you cooked?"

Angela asked curiously.

She tried to find a way to get Locke into the Abnormal Bureau, just to taste Locke's craftsmanship. Unexpectedly, the croissants and toast still had a familiar taste and a familiar recipe, with nothing new at all.

Angela was tired of it.

"Sorry, the director asked me to cook for her alone from now on."

Locke said honestly.

Angela showed disappointment visible to the naked eye, and the little Loli hugged Di Mo's thigh, "Di Mo, the director is so bad."

"Angela, don't worry, I'll go find the director right away."

Di Mo touched Angela's little head.

Angela shook her head, "Forget it, you'll still get beaten if you go."

Di Mo's face showed an embarrassed look, "Even if you get beaten, I won't let you suffer."

"Poor Di Mo, be careful if your salary is deducted. Then you won't have any money for drinks."

Sigurd said with a smile.

Di Mo immediately let go of Angela, "I think the croissants made by Lao Lani are still as delicious as ever, Angela, don't be picky about your food."

Angela squinted her eyes and stared at Di Mo. Di Mo turned around and faced each other with the backs of their heads.

Locke found that the relationship between the two was indeed very good, much like a father and daughter.

Locke looked around the office and found that in addition to several familiar investigators, there was also a new face.

This man has a very depressed face. From a distance, it looks like the word "囧". He is tall and thin, has pale skin, droopy eyebrows, sleepy eyes, and heavy dark circles. He looks like the widowed old Rani. There is a fight.

He was holding a book in his left hand and a croissant in his right hand, reading and eating the croissant at the same time.

Noticing Locke's gaze, he raised his head and gave Locke a sad smile.

"Hello, my name is Boyd."

"Senior Boyd, I am the newcomer Locke. The director asked me to learn mystical knowledge from you."

Locke walked over to Boyd.

Boyd nodded, "Okay, come to me at 10 o'clock and let me read for a while."

"good."

Locke has a very good impression of this very sad-looking teacher. People who like reading are most likely to be knowledgeable people.

Well, what book is he reading?

Locke glanced over curiously.

Boyd turned around, keeping him out of sight.

But Locke heard Boyd whispering to himself,

"I will not share Miss Jacqueline's latest photo album with others."

Forehead……

I was wrong, there are some weirdos in the alien bureau.

Jacqueline is a porn star from the Rose Theater and is famous for her bold exposure. She has published many photo albums and is very popular among LSPs of this era.

Robson, a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, said kindly, "Locke, if you don't understand anything, you can actually ask me."

He has been in the Alien Bureau for three years. He is not a complete newcomer. He was only transferred here for special reasons.

"Okay, thank you, Robson."

"It doesn't matter, there is a high probability that we will become partners."

Robson said with a smile.

"partner?"

Locke looked at Robson suspiciously.

Robson nodded, "In the Alien Bureau, basically two people work in teams, and partners perform tasks together."

"Yes, but Robson, you are new here and have no right to choose your own partner."

Sigurd pointed at himself, "And I just lost a partner."

What's the meaning? Am I already so popular?

Locke thought that Sigurd was competing with Robson to be his partner. After all, he and Sigurd had experienced life and death together.

Who knew that Sigurd would say in the next second,

"Robson, your new partner is me."

Fresh beads of sweat appeared on Locke's forehead.

Fortunately, I didn't say anything just now, otherwise I would be embarrassed now.

Why did Sigurd, an unreliable guy, suddenly choose Robson? Is it because they had a drink yesterday?

One of the three major delusions in life, I am very popular.

You can't be too confident in your life.

Locke thought so.

"Okay, Senior Sigurd."