Chapter 1471: Splitting Up and Appeasing the Artist
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In the next few days, Selina took over the daily detective work once again. She was responsible for driving, investigating cases and all other related work.
Luke followed her around idly.
He simply told Selina that he was studying the deeper secrets of the Kunlun Chi Refining Technique, and she didn’t ask any more questions.
They couldn’t goof off.
On the surface, they looked like loafers who got off work early every day, but it was when they got home that they started their other work.
Selina had all sorts of training and classes, and Luke wasn’t idle either.
Except for when they were eating and resting, they were usually busy with their own things. Naturally, Selina wouldn’t watch Luke work the whole time.
But from the planning, equipment and crew to the finishing touches, one could tell how much time and effort Luke had to put in.
There were many times when Selina had felt that Luke couldn’t possibly think of anything, but he would immediately come up with a perfect solution.
Selina had suspected more than once that Luke didn’t need to sleep, or he wouldn’t have time to do all this.
She had noticed that Luke had been slacking off at work recently.
Not only did she not complain about him slacking off, she was even relieved; this at least proved that he still needed to rest.
A lot had happened in the last few days.
From the undead to the test subjects, from the ancient Enchantress to the Battle of New York, none of these enemies were easy to deal with.
His team had expanded rapidly, and the members numbered in double digits.
It would take a lot of time and energy to deal with all of this.
It would make sense if he was tired, but he was still so relaxed. Selina really needed to have a good chat with him — at the very least, Luke needed to promise her that he would sleep well every day.
Her constitution was getting better and better, but she still needed five to six hours of sleep every day to ensure that she didn’t mess up in her work and training.
Staying up for a day or two every now and then wasn’t a problem. After a while, however, problems would occur.
She had always had a consistent sleep schedule, so there was no such risk for her.
If something happened to Luke because of his poor frame of mind, that would be a serious problem.
Mm, that was right! She was just worried that this guy would affect her work performance.
Luke didn’t know what Selina was thinking.
Although he had various abilities for reading her mind, that was the last thing he wanted to do.
Unless Mental Communication sensed an obvious anomaly, he wouldn’t use his ability on his own people.
He had never pursued omnipotence.
Only a god could live up to that status.
Knowing everyone else’s secrets didn’t make a person’s life better. Instead, it made it worse.
That was because you would discover that there was an unacceptable side to everyone around you.
For example, shut-ins would discover that their goddesses also picked their nose and toenails, or even sniffed their own feet.
By the same logic, Batman, who had been deified by a bunch of people, had to eat, drink, and sleep every day. It was impossible for him to wear the Bat suit all the time.
With Selina helping out, Luke’s Level 2 clone remained in New York.
The Level 1 clone quietly left New York for well-known crime cities in America.
The reason Luke was being so proactive was because Luke needed one more stat point for Strength.
The 17 stat points had increased his Strength to 59 and not 60. Only at 60 points could he learn Stacy’s Elementary Replication ability.
Luke had always wanted this ability.
Even the Thousand Faces System only eased his need for this ability, and couldn’t replace it.
To get another stat point, he had to level up to level 23. The 1.7 million experience points required for leveling up was no small amount.
Just nice, he could send out the extra clone to do things that hadn’t been convenient for him to do in the past.
Batman was already “dead.” It was time for the other aliases… Ah, no, it was time for the other superheroes to step forward.
This would also reduce the pressure the special force team would face in the future.
Also, given the urgency of the situation before the Battle of New York, Luke’s arrangements hadn’t been smooth.
His teammates already had some suspicions about him.
Frank had definitely thought about the possibility that Puncher and Batman were the same person.
Mindy had already felt that V and Batman were very similar to begin with, and V hadn’t appeared at all during the Battle of New York, which didn’t match her impression of him.
It didn’t make sense for V, who had an extremely strong sense of justice, to be absent from the battle
Of the two aliases, Puncher wasn’t a big problem.
He was barely active.
Frank didn’t have super abilities or enough surveillance equipment to use on Puncher when they met.
When the time was right, a robot could be used to pose as Puncher.
After all, he was just a messenger.
Luke, on the other hand, liked the V alias.
V interacted a lot with Damon and Mindy, was the “mentor” of the supergirl trio, and was the “celebrity” who had killed more than a hundred of the Continental Hotel’s hitmen.
So, it was time for V to do a “national tour.”
Time passed peacefully.
The second clone was already using V’s identity to earn points, and V was someone who lived by his own rules.
He didn’t deliberately conceal his movements, but he didn’t deliberately put on a show for spectators either.
In Mexico, he took down a warehouse that was a joint operation between several drug gangs, and seized more than five tons of drugs.
Destroying them gave Luke more than 100,000 experience and credit points.
The gangs were still suspecting each other of being the perpetrator and thinking that there was a mole in their group.
The bigshots felt that the man in the smiling mask was absolutely a smokescreen.
What kind of person could kill 50 to 60 guards in the warehouse on his own and do some weird rap while he was at it? That was nonsense.
Did they really think that this was a Bollywood movie? One person could kill dozens of people and still sing and dance at the same time?!
Luke was very satisfied with this situation.
This would delay the spread of news about V for a while at the very least. The more illegal drugs he cleaned up every night, the more experience and credit points he got.
It was undoubtedly easier to destroy illegal drugs directly than to massacre the drug gangs.
Killing a few hundred bad guys would cause too much noise, but destroying a few tons of illegal drugs only took a thought. In any case, a lot of the drugs could be tossed into the water.
It was only now that Luke had a free day with Elena.
After the Battle of New York, the female artist who was immersed in her drawings sensed that something wasn’t right.
Pictures of the Chitauri soldiers, fliers, big worm battleships, and Batman carrying the nuclear missile were everywhere in the media.
She wasn’t stupid, and naturally realized that there was something wrong with her previous two drawings.
Luke could only take some time out a few days ago to come over and calm her down for the time being.
He used all his abilities that day to make her forget about the two drawings.
However, the memory of the drawings didn’t disappear, but just lay dormant in a corner.
Elena would definitely remember them in the future, like when she drew another prophetic image.
But she wouldn’t be as flustered then.. Luke would convince her to share the burden of this secret with him.