Chapter 988 The contract is not a contract of sale, but a magician’s agent?

The next day.

Aaron signed in as usual, washed up, and took Abe to the restaurant.

Jane prepared a sufficiently rich breakfast and thoughtfully prepared tableware for everyone.

"Not bad, really good." Aaron praised as he ate, "Jane's cooking skills are getting better and better."

"Does this require any skills?" Jian blinked blankly, then responded and explained with a smile, "Master, this has nothing to do with skills, it's mainly because those dreamy ingredients are so delicious.

I just need to cook them, sprinkle some seasoning or sauce on them and it’s a meal, no technical skills required.”

Wanda nodded in agreement, "High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods."

"You've watched too many food programs! But it makes sense. Most people can't handle special fantasy ingredients, such as... puffer whales." Aaron glanced at the plate of fish meat as thin as a cicada's wing in the middle of the table. "That thing is what I took out the poison sac in advance and refrigerated it."

"Master, there is something I need to remind you of." Jane pointed to the kitchen, "The ingredients in the refrigerator are almost gone."

"Got it, I'll replenish it." Aaron said without thinking, and then suddenly realized something was wrong, "Wait, is it consumed so quickly? I remember..."

Halfway through his words, he inadvertently glanced at Abei, who had jumped behind the dining table, with a guilty look written on his forehead and moved his short legs towards Hela. He immediately understood everything.

Damn! All my learning was not in vain.

The thought body can eat as much as it wants on the planet Bohart to store energy, but on Earth he has to maintain a normal amount of food, and he actually doesn't eat as much as this dragon.

"Don't hide. My food intake has been reduced to the standard of a normal person. I didn't expect that all the food I saved would end up in your stomach."

“I was responsible for its meals when you were away. Do I need to report to you if I want to give it extra food?” Hela touched Abe’s dragon head and said comfortingly, “If you are not satisfied, you can take it with you when you go out next time.”

Aaron's mouth twitched, and seeing Abei's slightly aggrieved look, his heart couldn't help but soften, "Okay! I'll definitely do it next time."

Before Abe could breathe a sigh of relief, a ball of fire suddenly burned in the air.

There was a flash of fire, and the little rascal appeared in front of everyone, while Fox circled a few times and flew to his own branch.

"Who is she?" Wanda asked curiously.

"Let me introduce you to the mutant Little Naughty. Her ability is to absorb and use the abilities of others." Aaron explained lightly, "However, this ability is passive and she cannot control it. Moreover, for ordinary people, what is absorbed is life force."

Hearing this, Wanda's pupils shrank immediately, "Doesn't that mean she'll take whoever she meets?"

"Death? Not necessarily, but the condition will definitely not be good.

But if you keep in contact, that's another matter." Aaron said, then looked at the little rascal who wrapped himself tightly, "You've made up your mind in just one night?"

"There's no need to think about it." Little Naughty said with a bitter face, "Professor Charles can't solve my problem.

Although he can protect me, he can't protect me all the time."

"That's true. I'm one of your few hopes." Aaron shrugged without any modesty.

"So...how do we solve this?"

"No hurry, have you had breakfast?"

"Uh...I've eaten."

"Then wait a moment until I finish eating.

You can go to my divination room and sit for a while, it's behind that door." Aaron said, and suddenly thought of something, "Jane, give her a contract."

"Okay, master." Jane immediately put down the cutlery in her hand and left as a shadow.

A few seconds later, she appeared in front of the little rascal and handed her a paper contract and a pen.

"Are you a mutant too?" The naughty boy asked nervously, looking at the other person's porcelain doll-like face.

"Mutants are not the only ones with super powers." He said briefly.

“You can take a closer look at the contract before I finish my meal.

If you have any questions, ask them. If you don’t, just sign.

But first of all, the prerequisite for me to help you is that you sign this contract."

The little rascal pursed his lips, took the contract and walked out of the restaurant.

"Is it necessary to be so mysterious?" Wanda asked puzzled.

"It is very necessary." Aaron nodded seriously, "To help her solve the drawbacks of her mutant abilities, it involves some of my secrets. The contract will not allow her to reveal my secrets."

"Really?" Wanda raised her eyebrows and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "If I also sign such a contract, can you..."

"No." Aaron interrupted decisively.

"Would you please listen to what I have to say?"

“I know what you want to say, but really no, you are special.

I won't let you in on my secrets unless it's necessary.

Trust me, it's good for you, for me, for all of us, to stay like this."

The smile on Wanda's face gradually faded. She could tell that Aaron was serious, but she still felt a little uncomfortable.

Everyone else in the fortune-telling house, even the two pets, knew his secret, except herself, making her feel like an outsider.

“Don’t mind.” Hela smiled easily, “I can tell you responsibly that, apart from me, all the people who have signed contracts with him so far are his servants.”

"Ahem!" Aaron coughed and said unhappily, "It's not appropriate to call him servant!"

“Employee, is this okay?” Hela joked. “I don’t think it makes any difference anyway.”

Aaron rolled his eyes, looked at Wanda with a half-smile and said, "Do you still want to sign the contract now?"

Wanda shook her head awkwardly, but then she realized something, "Does that mean that Little Naughty will become your employee?"

"Not necessarily." Aaron waved his hand. "That one is a confidentiality agreement. If she wants to be my employee, she needs to sign another... agreement."

“Yes, that’s right. This agreement is definitely not a contract of sale.” Hela said calmly.

After she finished speaking, Wanda's mouth twitched slightly. Isn't selling one's body indenture too outrageous?

Aaron's face was also filled with black lines. "Hela, what you said is really sophisticated!"

"I think so."

"Actually, you can shut up since you can't talk."

“Haha!” Hela sneered. There was no need to continue talking after this point.

"Um..." Wanda obviously noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange, "I'm full, let me go to the cafe first."

Wanda left quickly. Aaron gave Hela a warning look and continued to finish his breakfast before turning around and going to the divination room.

Aaron was not surprised to see that there were no extra words on the contract. He sat on the sofa casually and asked, "Any questions?"

"I don't quite understand. It seems that this contract only prevents me from revealing the content of our conversation?"

“I must emphasize that this information cannot be leaked to any life in any way.

Once you sign this contract, even a telepathic superpower like Charles Xavier will not be able to read your memory."

"Is this... true?" asked the naughty boy in surprise.

“You can doubt the integrity of mankind, but you cannot doubt Gaius’s contract.

If you sign, we can continue the discussion. If you don't sign, I will let Fox take you back to the mutant school, and it will be as if you have never been here today, and you don't have to come here in the future."

The little naughty boy's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly wrote his name on the contract. "Okay, I've signed it."

"Very good." Aaron smiled with satisfaction, snapped his fingers, and the contract was swallowed by flames, turning into ashes and dissipating.

"I have signed the contract. Can you tell me how to control my abilities?"

"Hand out."

The little rascal hesitated for a moment and placed his gloved right hand on the table.

"Take off the gloves."

"Ah?" The little rascal immediately retracted his hand, "No, what if I touch you?"

"Since I want to help you solve the problem, I have to experience the problem firsthand!" Aaron said half-jokingly, "If you don't mind me touching your face, you can keep your gloves on."

"No, really not." Little Rogue waved his hands hastily, "You don't know how dangerous this is. Logan almost died."

"Don't compare him to me, we are not even in the same dimension."

"That won't work either." The little rascal refused firmly.

"Haha! Why didn't I find you so interesting before!"

"I'm not kidding. I don't want to hurt you or anyone else."

"How about this! You put your hand on the table and I'll just touch it lightly with one finger.

If the situation doesn’t go well, you can always pull your hand back.”

"Are you serious?"

"It's more real than real gold. If I lie to you, you're just a puppy."

The little naughty took a deep breath, slowly took off his gloves, and carefully spread his fingers and placed them on the table.

"Be mentally prepared!" Aaron said with a meaningful smile, extending his index finger and pointing forward.

The moment their fingertips touched, Aaron keenly felt the loss of magic power, but the speed of the loss was not very fast.

If his magic power is compared to a huge swimming pool, the speed at which magic power is lost is like the drain at the bottom being opened.

At the same time, Little Rogue also felt a force different from that of mutants flowing into her body.

This energy was very special. It made her body feel light and her life seemed to have entered a higher level.

"How does it feel?" Aaron asked with an unfathomable smile.

"What, what is this?" The naughty boy asked, suppressing his surprise.

“You can think of it as magic.”

"Magic?" The little rascal was stunned for a moment, and swallowed his saliva in doubt. "Is this the kind of magic I understand? Are you a magician?"

"Not too slow in reaction." Aaron said noncommittally, "Let me introduce myself, Aaron Gaius, a magician from another world."

The little rascal seemed to understand something and was about to pull his hand back.

But as soon as she pulled back a little, Aaron grabbed her five fingers in his hand.

"What are you doing?" The little naughty girl blushed. It was the first time in her life that she had been in contact with a boy for such a long time.

"Don't get me wrong, it's just an experiment. A very necessary experiment."

"Let go quickly, or I will suck your magic power dry."

"This joke is not funny." Aaron shook his head indifferently, "I am a saint, no, a great mage, you can't consume the magic power of a great mage, and my magic power is not unrecoverable.

So relax, I'm just trying to see how much you can absorb."

After hearing this, the little naughty girl didn't know what to say anymore and could only let Aaron hold her hand and transfer magic power to her.

As time passed, when the little naughty's arms began to feel numb, her absorption of magic power finally reached its limit.

"It's really unexpected! No, to be exact, it's a pleasant surprise." Aaron let go of his hand and was amazed.

In less than twenty minutes, the little rascal absorbed half of his magic power. In terms of magical energy alone, she could have become a great magician.

"Is this the end?" Little Naughty was confused, "I can feel a lot of magic power in my body, which makes me feel a little overwhelmed, but I don't know how to use it.

More importantly, this magic power is gradually dissipating, and it will completely disappear in a few days."

"That's not important. What's important is that your body can accommodate magic." Aaron looked at the little rascal with interest, as if he was admiring a fine treasure, "Do you want to know how to solve the drawbacks of your mutant ability?

It's simple, become a magician.

Before the magic power is used up, you can freely control your abilities. If you don't want to hurt others, use the miraculous magic power to offset the negative effects of the mutant ability."

The little rascal showed a look of joy, but then he became depressed again, "But I'm not a magician!"

"But I am. I can seal this part of magic power in your body, so that you can become a temporary magician."

"But magic power will eventually run out. I can't always ask you to replenish it after a while!"

"That's what I'm going to say next." Aaron straightened his sitting posture and looked solemnly at the little rascal who was sitting stiffly opposite him. "There's no need to go through so much trouble. You can be my agent."

"What does agent mean?"

“I can allocate some of my magic power to meet your daily and combat needs, and I can even teach you how to use magic.

But there is no free lunch in the world, in return, you have to become mine."

"Your...woman?" The little rascal thought of the rumors Scott had told him about Aaron, and looked at him strangely.

He's handsome, talented, and a magician. Even though he's a little fickle, it seems...she's not at a loss!

"What are you thinking about?" Aaron didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He explained, "What I mean is, I will provide you with magic power and help you solve problems, and you must serve me and never betray me for the rest of your life."

"Slaves?"

Aaron's face darkened, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not that crazy, it's just a simple relationship between superiors and subordinates.

But in a sense, you are right. If you agree to this exchange, I can be considered your master."

Rascal:? ? ?