"I am a magician." Raven said very straightforwardly.
"No, I mean, was that magic?" Killer Crocodile stretched out his claws and gestured.
"That's telekinesis, and it can be considered one of my abilities. It's currently the best ability I can control." Raven sighed softly, turned around and sat back to continue watching TV.
Killer Crocodile's eyes lit up, and he said, "Can this ability be learned? Can I learn telekinesis?"
"You can't." Raven continued to reply coldly: "This is a bloodline ability. Unless your father is also a big devil, otherwise it won't work."
"I don't know who my father is. It can't be a crocodile." Killer Crocodile shrugged.
At this time, Raven was suddenly stunned. She stood up again, turned around and looked at Killer Crocodile carefully and said, "You mean your parents are both human beings, but you have grown up like this?"
Killer Croc nodded.
"Atavistic bloodline?" Raven said thoughtfully: "Atavistic bloodline usually doesn't just change the appearance. Do you think there is any difference between you and ordinary people?"
"Does it count that I am very strong? I rarely feel tired and I can persist for a long time without eating a lot."
Raven shook his head and said: "There must be more than that. The atavistic bloodlines of animals usually come from the blessings of animal gods in ancient times. Goddess Azhe told me that in the era when humans still needed the protection of various gods, there were many
The beast gods blessed the tribe's powerful warriors."
"These warriors will have part of the appearance of beasts, and can even directly transform into beasts. They will have powerful strength and some magic of beast gods, leading the tribe to defeat the wilderness and continue the bloodline."
"However, the reproduction rate of human beings is too fast, and this precious bloodline has been diluted from generation to generation, so it is basically invisible now, but there will be some lucky people who suddenly awaken to the ancestral bloodline."
"You mean I can also do magic?"
"If you are this kind of ancestral bloodline owner, you should be able to do some magic. As for why you don't know it, I don't know. If the high priest is here, you might be able to tell."
Raven thought that Killer Crocodile would be more depressed. After all, he seemed to be very interested in magic, but the big man was not discouraged at all. He said: "It doesn't matter if I don't know it. Is it okay if you can? You have been looking for a job recently."
?"
"Someone gave me a job." Raven replied truthfully: "Be a porter in a bookstore."
"That's right!" Killer Crocodile snapped his fingers and said, "That's the porter. You are so suitable to be a porter."
Then he rubbed his two huge paws, and even said a little coyly: "Well... I also want to open a moving company. I only need a little money to rent a storefront, but it takes a little time for me to move alone.
look……"
"I can work anywhere, but I have promised them." Raven said: "And I am very dangerous. I have huge energy in my body and may explode at any time."
"Explosion?" Killer Crocodile thought for a while and said, "I have a friend who is also very good at explosions. I just happened to have dinner with him after I finished my work this afternoon. How about you try it first this afternoon?"
Raven said: "Let me make a phone call first."
Raven called the Forgotten Bookstore, but it was morning and the coffee shop downstairs must be very busy, so neither Constantine nor Zatanna answered the phone.
Although they said they were going to work in a bookstore, they didn't say when they would start work. She felt that the house was very nice now and she could watch TV, but it would be terrible to move out if she couldn't pay the rent.
Raven thought for a moment and said, "If I work for you, will you pay me?"
"Of course, but the premise is that you must be able to move at least half of the things, be steady and fast, and must not break things or talk nonsense. I can share half of your money."
Raven nodded and said, "Then I can try."
After speaking, she stretched out her hand, and all the furniture that had not been moved at the door floated up, steadily passed through the entire first floor of the house, and came to the back garden, where they fell on the ground in an orderly manner, sorted according to size and color.
Killer Crocodile was even happier. He moved these large items by himself. He had to go back and forth several times for a few items. He was not tired easily, but his back was sore after moving for such a whole day.
What's more important is that it's too slow. He can only move two houses at most in one day. If he works overtime, it can only be three at most. But with this little girl, I'm afraid one family can move in one hour. Even counting the distance, he can move in one day.
Moved more than a dozen houses.
As for whether the process will be a bit fantasy, people in Gotham don't care about this. Rather, being able to move without touching the furniture at all is a selling point. In the past, some employers were worried that the scales on his body would scratch Jingui's furniture. This time it is
There is no such problem at all.
"You haven't had breakfast yet? As a welcome gift, I can cook you a big meal, but you may have to borrow the kitchen here. I'll call and ask the professor."
Schiller was eating a sandwich during recess. When Killer Croc called and said he wanted to use the kitchen of his new house to make breakfast for himself and Raven, he seriously considered whether to fly back and eat ready-made breakfast.
But because there are still some things that need to be adjusted in the new classroom, a few students are adjusting the wall hangings and bulletin boards. He has to keep an eye here to prevent little clever people from tampering with the class schedule. Finally, he sighed and
Can give up.
Killer Croc is showing off his cooking skills in the kitchen of his new house. Although the original manor kitchen is more suitable for him in terms of area and furniture size, after all, the new house has many modern kitchen utensils, pots, pans, and ovens. He
There is a place for your craftsmanship.
What he cooked was basically the home-cooked food of the people at the bottom of Gotham, fish stew, toast, cream cheese stew, everything, and a lot of chili peppers, and soon a strong aroma filled the surroundings of the house.
The taste of Gotham's local cuisine is rich and spicy, and the workers at the bottom who do heavy manual labor need seasonings with a lot of calories and rich protein. As long as the two are combined together, it is a dish.
If you think about it, you will know that the raven's food in Azeroth is relatively light, which can be said to be a life-sustaining meal. The strong fragrance quickly attracted his attention, and he could not even watch the TV.
She sat next to the kitchen island and kept shrugging her nose. As one dish after another was brought out, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
"Come on." Killer Croc washed everything, washed his hands again, got himself the largest plate, and swallowed a large piece of bread in one bite.
The raven stared at his throat with some curiosity. She knew that the crocodile swallowed everything raw and couldn't chew it. What about the crocodile man? If he couldn't chew it, wouldn't he lose the taste?
But Killer Crocodile seems to have answered this question many times. He said: "There is a row of real human teeth behind my teeth, which are hidden under the tongue. They can be used for chewing, but it takes a little more effort than normal people, so I
Just chew it twice and then swallow it."
"Maybe it's because my tongue is longer and my taste cells are much richer than humans. I can actually taste more flavors than you, and because I don't sweat, I like eating chili peppers. The feeling is so great."
It’s exciting.”
The raven tore off a small piece of bread and dipped it into the cream soup in front of him. There was obviously a lot of cream cheese in the soup. It was fragrant with milk and the bread was chewy.
Raven has never had worldly desires, and has no special desire for food, clothing, housing, and transportation. She just needs to live. But she has to admit that this kind of food is more delicious.
The two of them finished breakfast as quickly as possible. Killer Croc washed the dishes and put them into the dishwasher to wash them again. After cleaning the kitchen and wiping up the water on the floor, the two of them were ready.
let's go.
It wasn't until she got into the moving truck that Raven realized that since Schiller arrived, the energy in her body that was about to stir seemed to have calmed down a lot. Is there anything special about this professor?
The car soon drove to the first employer's house. This was obviously Killer Croc's old employer. He was very familiar with him. The two hugged and Killer Croc introduced to the employer: "This is my distant cousin's cousin."
, it’s a little strange like me, but it won’t delay your work, just watch it and you’ll be fine.”
Killer Croc gave an order, and Raven raised his hand. This time, instead of just one or two pieces of furniture, all the furniture to be moved floated neatly into the air, arranged according to size, and floated into the truck compartment one by one.
The employer was obviously surprised, and Killer Croc was explaining to him whether it was magic or telekinesis, but the effect was indeed good.
No matter how good a moving company is, it has to rely on people to move it, and as long as you rely on people to move furniture, it is inevitable that there will be wear and tear. After all, you have to pick it up and put it down again, and you have to hang around in the car for so long. Bumps and bumps are inevitable.
But this method will give people a sense of peace of mind. Although they still have to move around in the car, it at least reduces the bumps of lifting and putting it down, especially for some of the more popular electronic products with screens, such as large plasma TVs.
What is worrying is that the screen will be damaged when lifting it up and putting it down. If you use telekinesis, this problem will not happen at all.
Killer Croc has obviously discovered this. He knows that if this is the case, their moving company can take a high-end route and specialize in moving those extremely valuable TVs, computers, and large screens. The moving fees for these things are very high.
If I can get a big order from a company, I'll send it.
But it’s really not good to just point at this little girl. People are always tired. It would be great if there were more similar magicians who could do this. They don’t know how profitable it is.
Killer Crocodile thought while complaining to Raven on the road. He said: "People always look down on similar manual work, thinking that it is effortless and unprofitable, and that it is something only people at the bottom can do. But in fact,
The money I earn now is much higher than that of the white-collar workers in the building who have had their salaries reduced."
"It's easy to get tips for this kind of heavy manual work where you meet customers directly. When I meet a generous employer, a tip is enough for me to eat for several days, but they still don't like it, huh."
Soon the car arrived at the place, and after unloading the goods, they paid the bill. Raven looked at the banknotes held by Killer Croc with some surprise. He only made this trip and actually earned 30 US dollars.
If he makes two trips a day, he can earn 60 yuan, and he can earn close to 2,000 yuan in a month, rain or shine. This is still not a tip. Even if necessary expenses such as vehicle maintenance and gas money are excluded, the net profit is close to 2,000 yuan.
Before the Second Great Depression, a McDonald's hamburger only cost 60 cents, and it was even cheaper to buy a set meal. Although the price has increased now, a strong man of this size can eat all he wants for less than five dollars, even three meals a day.
Even if he eats, he can save more than a thousand yuan a month.
Now Raven knows why he wanted to open a moving company.
The blue-collar workers in the United States in the 1990s were really superior to others