After Argus established a new agency specifically to deal with mythical creatures, it began recruiting magical talent around the world.
Legitimate mages had no interest in such an agency, but independent mages like Constantine flocked to it.
There was no helping it. Practicing magic cost far too much money. Now that some sucker was willing to pay, everyone naturally rushed in at once. If they were too slow, the agency might go bankrupt.
Constantine being such a scumbag was closely related to practicing magic. No amount of money was enough for him to burn through, so he could only live off women.
In fact, Constantine had also chosen to join the agency and shamelessly demanded top-tier treatment. Argus had a massive headache over it. Who didn't know this guy was a walking disaster?
However, Argus ultimately gritted its teeth and accepted him, treating it as spending a fortune to buy a fine horse's bones.
Amid all the chaos, the disaster gradually came to an end. The public had long grown used to disasters. Aside from being somewhat agitated and uneasy during the first few days, everything else was no different from usual.
It wasn't their first time, after all.
Several days later, outside an ordinary apartment building, Shazam—or rather, Billy—paced back and forth, too nervous to return home. He asked Andrew, "Mr. Wang, do you think Mom won't recognize me?"
"You can tell her."
Andrew smiled. After several days of hard training, Billy had finally learned the locating spell and found his mother.
Actually, Andrew had found Billy's mother online long ago, but he hadn't told Billy because there was more to Billy getting lost back then—it wasn't that Billy had wandered off. His mother had abandoned him.
Billy had to get over that hurdle himself.
"That's right, I can