A few minutes later, the man and the dog tasted the delicacies at the dining table.
Luke had the first bite of each food.
If it was delicious, he put it aside for when Selina woke up.
If it wasn't to his liking, he put it aside for Selina.
As for the food that neither he nor Selina liked, he poured it into Gold Nugget's bowl.
Gold Nugget licked the bowl clean with a few rolls of its tongue, not wasting any food.
At the same time, Luke's mind was mostly on the system.
After consuming the bottle-shaped stone coffin, there weren't any obvious changes to the storage module. At the very least, there wasn't any Space 3.
But after his harassment, the system gave a very simple explanation: Space 2 had a dormant function for living creatures.
Luke was a little puzzled by that.
This explanation was a little too broad.
Whether the creatures that were thrown into hibernation were in a sleeping state, a comatose state, or even a frozen state, they would have to slowly experiment.
Could it make all creatures dormant, or just some of them? Was there a difference in time? He also needed to experiment a little later.
Fortunately, Luke was already used to this kind of life.
Every day, he was either doing experiments or waiting to finish his work before he went to experiment.
If he wasn't experimenting on himself, he was experimenting on other things.
As long as he treated experimenting as a hobby and entertainment, he would persevere.
Also, the things he experimented on were very complicated.
When he got tired of one experiment, he would switch to another.
He had countless directions to experiment on. There was never enough time, and he was never bored.
For the time being, weapons and armor were the two main directions.
For example, in order to experiment with new car technology, he had developed a high-end Jeter, a retro Vespa and a Harley Fatboy, which were ridden by Audrey Hepburn, and a practical SUV for daily use, an invisible plane for long-distance travel, and so on.
This was purely a variety of experiments in the area of transportation.
There were also experiments on watches, glasses, belts, and necklaces. Some were weapons, and some were support experiments.
The tycoon's abilities gave him the capital to play with all kinds of technological and industrial products as toys. Saving the tycoon several times hadn't been in vain.
After Luke tasted a bunch of delicacies and threw a third of them to Gold Nugget, Selina finally finished washing up and came downstairs.
Walking lazily through the living room, she ordered casually, "I want to watch the news channels, the ones with Batman's action last night."
Little Snail immediately obeyed. He turned on the TV and adjusted the sound to a clear and quiet level.
Selina went straight to the dining table, sat down, and slapped Gold Nugget in the face with her foot. "Move away. You're taking my seat."
The dog head didn't think much of it. Satisfied after eating a lot of snacks, it sent Dollar out to lick Luke's boots.
Selina, on the other hand, was much gentler to Dollar. She laughed and teased it with her foot for a while before ordering it to play on its own.
Selina listened to Luke's explanation of Dustin's attitude as they ate the delicacies on the table. She simply nodded and wasn't very interested.
Actually, Luke wasn't in a good mood either.
What the Hand did was really disgusting.
Not only did he capture a group of underage children, he even extracted their blood for that strange "sacrifice".
The children who were rescued weren't out of danger yet. They still had a complex biological toxin in their bodies, which might take their lives at any moment.
After the children were sent to the hospital, the Hand didn't give up. A large group of ninjas immediately went looking for them without any scruples.
Even if Luke had wanted to join the Hand from the beginning, he still didn't feel comfortable running into such an inhumane organization.
…
A few days later, the mass kidnapping of underage children and their rescue by Batman was still on the news, but there was no follow-up news.
The forty or so ninjas who were still alive were locked up in prison. The Hand didn't try to rescue them this time.
But these disabled ninjas didn't reveal any information. Like a bunch of puppets, they didn't say a word as the agents interrogated them.
On the surface, Luke and Selina were still as leisurely as ever.
Selina had gone shopping twice and bought a lot of new spring fashions.
Luke kept his promise and gave Mindy, Nikki, and Monica their first combat lesson.
This time, he didn't have to fight them. He only had to guide them when they sparred.
After all, the gap between him and them was too big, and it was better to find people who were close to him for sparring.
In the meantime, Mindy let it slip that she and her "good friends" Brooke and the others were even.
Looking at Nikki and Monica's slightly green faces, Luke had a bold guess. "Where did you settle the score with them?"
Monica couldn't help but retch again. Nikki relied on her powerful muscle control to suppress the urge and said, "The cafeteria at noon."
Luke nodded and tactfully dropped the subject.
A few days ago, the "sick stick" was the only invention that Bente had sent to New Hope Research Lab.
Bente had left a message for his boss in the research lab's internal system, saying that he had given it to a friend, and that he could make up for it if the company needed it.
Of course, Luke didn't need Bente to make another one.
All he wanted was the principles and ideas behind these inventions. He could make a concrete product at any time, and the actual effect would only be better.
But Bente's friend, who happened to be at the fair two days ago, was probably only Damon.
Damon's hands was no different from Mindy's.
After the combat class, when he sent Mindy home, he asked, "Didn't you record a video or something when you settled the score with Brooke and the others?"
Mindy rolled her eyes, but she immediately replied, "No."
Luke hummed an "oh" and stuck his phone on the dashboard. "That's a shame. Search for videos of Dalton High, the cafeteria, and vomiting. "
These words immediately popped up in the search bar on his phone. Several videos then popped up, and the phone automatically played the first one.
On the screen, Brooke, who was sitting at a messy cafeteria table, screamed and tried to run away. Then, she trembled and suddenly bent over.
Behind her was Mindy's sneering face and the "radio" that she had just put away.
At the same time, white vomit gushed out of Brook's mouth like a fountain.
An indescribable mud color burst out from under her short skirt, instantly covering a large area of the stool.
"Turn off the video," Luke said decisively.
What the f * ck, this was a video with flavor! Even after a few days, he could still smell the stench on the screen.
"Aren't you afraid of being expelled?" Luke asked as he looked at the road ahead.
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