Max chuckled. "But there will always be men who want to sleep in your bed, use the condoms you bought, sleep with you, and then leave. Of course, it would be perfect if they could steal a few dozen dollars from you. "
Luke was shocked. "Are you serious?"
"Yes." Max nodded without hesitation. "But they have to be handsome."
Luke asked, "Handsome as me?"
Max glanced at him and thought for a moment. "At least 70% of your standard, including your face and muscles."
Luke chuckled. "Of course. Someone like me can take at least two hundred dollars, right?"
Max said, "If you have the money, I'm willing to pay two thousand dollars for a night."
Luke said, "Thank you so much for your generosity."
Max said, "Get lost. I don't have any money. You should find a rich woman in her forties or fifties."
Luke encouraged her with a smile. "It's fine. Work hard at making cakes, and you might become a rich woman in your forties or fifties. I can wait."
Max said with a faint smile, "Thank you for your kind words."
Luke said, "You're welcome. I think we should go in and discuss the theory of cake making. "
Max said, "Wait, I haven't made any cakes for tomorrow …"
Luke said, "After we're done with the theory … ah, knowledge, I'll come back and finish it. Even if you don't believe in my abilities, you have to believe in my stamina. "
Max rolled his eyes and closed the bedroom door behind him. "Don't make too much noise later. Carolyn said that she suffers from insomnia easily."
Luke said, "I'll remind you to keep it down. Also, Caroline's still in the bathroom. She can't hear us. "
While he said that, he mumbled inwardly, She's much busier than us. A self-sufficient female mage … life is really hard.
He just didn't know if the new "magic prop" the shower head was powerful enough.
…
The next day, Luke had already reported to the police department, while his clone was still drinking coffee and eating cake in Max's living room.
Although the clone's three measurements were only 10, it was actually 4. With four times the physique of a regular person and the recovery effect of Elementary Self-Healing, he wasn't tired at all last night.
At four in the morning, he took a shower and took out a bag of coffee from his inventory. Leisurely brewing a pot, he took out his computer and began to browse the news.
On the folding bed in the corner of the living room, Caroline was unconscious when he came out.
The female Magician tossed and turned in the bathroom alone until three o 'clock. Not long after she came out, she went back in again, and only came out at four o' clock, looking exhausted.
Luke felt that this female Mage was indeed a little difficult to deal with. He didn't want her to keep tossing and turning.
Thus, he injected her with a special sleeping agent, and Carolyn immediately fell into a deep and sweet sleep.
Luke didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he read the report on Batman's fight against the gangs in New York on the night news.
It would be more reasonable to change the word "great battle" to "beating up."
Because there was no fighting at all, the two of them, who were in a hurry, dealt with those gangsters with one punch.
If he used the second punch, it was not because his opponent was too strong, but because he needed to break his opponent's second arm.
After watching the news, Luke got up and transported the cake he had packed at home to Max's house through the Inventory. He also prepared lunch for the two girls.
As for how much weight they would gain after eating this sumptuous Fernández cake and Stollen cake, Luke wasn't worried.
He could control how much Max would gain.
Caroline, the female Mage, wasn't born to put on weight easily. She had spent more than an hour in the bathroom last night, so it wouldn't be a problem for her to eat a few desserts.
At noon, Luke sensed that Caroline was about to wake up, so he got up and walked out the side door.
Outside the side door stood a beautiful but slightly aged horse, its eyes fixed on him.
Luke stuck the carrot that he had brought out on the wooden stool next to him and rubbed its head. "Li Bao, eat it quietly. Don't tell your master."
Li Bao blinked and neighed softly. It then moved its mouth closer to the carrot and started eating.
Luke couldn't help but stroke its neck again, thinking of a certain black horse that had exploded. "Sigh, it's a pity that you can't get angry."
With that, he chuckled, opened the gate in the fence, and walked out. It was Ghost Rider, not the horse, who was on fire.
Five minutes later, Caroline got up and looked around in a daze.
When her gaze fell on the pile of cake boxes, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. "I don't see him every morning, and he leaves with a bunch of cakes. Was this guy a Magus? Hm, he might have been a chef in his previous life, haha. "
After slandering a certain person behind her back, Carolyn thought about the important matter at hand. "Perhaps, I should suggest to Max to change the soundproof door to her room, or perhaps she should stuff her mouth in advance. If not, my insomnia is unavoidable."
Thinking that, she was a little envious. It would be great if it was her turn to give Max insomnia.
But where could she find a handsome, considerate, strong and capable boyfriend? That was the biggest problem for female Mages.
This problem was as unsolvable as where a male Mage could find a girlfriend.
…
Luke and Selina, who had gone to work at the police department, made up their minds to slack off, and didn't forget to bring a batch of cupcakes.
The smart kitchenware had made the cakes in passing, and Little Snail's robot arm did the work for them. It was effortless.
Several teams of colleagues who had been working overtime were grateful for the snacks that Luke and Selina had brought.
They had been called out of their homes to work overtime since last night, and no one else could describe this feeling.
They couldn't complain.
Although it was a little awkward that Batman and the black catgirl had delivered the credit to NYPD, they would be fools if they didn't eat the meat that was already at their mouths.
Walter, who had just taken over, simply looked at Luke and Selina, who were greeting and chatting outside, and waited for them to bring the snacks.
Sure enough, Luke came in a few minutes.
Walter was more direct than Dustin. He didn't even close the office door, and got straight to the point. "Do you want to split some cases?"
Luke shook his head with a smile. "No, John, Joe, and Ricky aren't involved. Why should I?"
Walter rolled his eyes. He knew that the guy was trying to slack off.
He didn't believe that Batman and the black catgirl could hide what they had done last night from Luke.
This guy had only been in New York for half a year, but he already had as many connections as Walter did.
The guy had slept at home last night and hadn't even called. It was clear that he didn't want to share the credit this time.
Then he recalled that Luke had just turned twenty and was a level 2 superintendent, as well as the Combat Cross that he had already received. It was a little too much to take credit for this.
Luke wasn't John.
The more credit John got, the more likely he would be promoted.
That was because John had been a superintendent for several years before, and had long been promoted. It was purely his own fault for getting demoted.
Luke now had to stabilize his position for two years. After all, even if this guy made an exception for the rank of sergeant and superintendent, who would dare make an exception for the rank of superintendent?
A superintendent could already be demoted to a sub-bureau chief. What did a twenty-year-old sub-bureau chief think of the other twenty-year-old patrolmen?
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