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Chapter 1231

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Ivan, who soon woke up, couldn't look at his face for the time being, because Luke had covered his face, saying that he wouldn't be disfigured while he was recovering.

In fact, Ivan didn't feel much pain. The wound was only slightly itchy.

He didn't think much of it. If he cared about his face, he wouldn't have ruined his handsome face into a villain template.

In fact, Luke just didn't want him to discover that his face had been fixed and basically healed within an hour.

The procedure was very simple. According to the plan, Osiris would cut Ivan's wound with a knife and fill it with a small amount of fat. Then, Luke would use the Elementary Light of Life that he had just obtained to slowly move over Ivan's wound.

He didn't need to touch it directly. As long as the faint white light enveloped the wound, it would quickly heal.

Osiris moved very quickly. There were a lot of wounds, but they were all very small, and it didn't cost much to use the Light of Life.

Giving Ivan plastic surgery and experimenting with the Light of Life was killing two birds with one stone.

Over the past few days, Luke had been experimenting with this new healer skill.

The test result in the end was quite a surprise, but it was very different from what he had imagined at first.

The Light of Life lived up to its name. It was a healing spell that replenished the target's vitality.

Healing wounds was only the most basic manifestation of vitality recovery. It could also clean up most "negative states" in the human body, such as bleeding, poisoning, and suppressing the uncontrollable endocrine system.

From this, it could be seen that the Light of Life was a "broad-spectrum" healing spell, and wasn't just for external injuries.

However, the real healers in the game relied on magic power to release spells to recover vitality.

The Light of Life that Luke had learned was even simpler. It simply transferred one's vitality to the target.

It was similar to blood transfusions between ordinary people. If the donor gave too much, their own lives would be in danger.

In practice, because of Elementary Self-Healing and his super strong physique, Luke could heal serious injuries with a small amount of his vitality.

Of course, "serious" had nothing to do with the type of injury, but how serious it was.

To use the simplest example of external injuries, whether the same wound was on the skin or the heart, the amount of vitality required to heal it was basically the same.

But a bigger wound on the skin would definitely consume more vitality than a small wound on the heart.

Luke would definitely use this ability to save lives. If it wasn't a special case, he would only use it to treat fatal injuries.

The fatal wound was likely to be a small wound of one centimeter on the heart, or a bleeding spot on a large blood vessel. The wound might not be very big.

Hence, the Light of Life did not consume as much of his body as he had expected. It was far from the point of exchanging a life for a life.

More importantly, Luke now had the Star of Justice.

After this doppelganger appeared, he often harassed the system, worried that there might be some unknown hidden danger.

After the Star of Justice shared 10 points of his three basic attributes, he was worried that if it was destroyed, the 10 points of his three basic attributes would vanish as well.

As a matter of fact, such a situation would not occur.

The System gave a simple but clear answer to this sensitive question.

The Star of Justice did not have a lifespan, and it would not reflect any injuries or negative effects to the original body.

This was because the "survival" of the doppelganger relied on points. In other words, its life force was actually provided by points.

Therefore, the battle of the Star of Justice would inevitably consume points, and the consumption would increase as the battle became more intense.

Similarly, the life force consumed by the clone using the Light of Life could also be replenished with points.

Saving someone only required credit points, and had nothing to do with Luke's vitality.

After figuring this out, a certain someone felt at ease.

Couldn't he get credit points just by casually farming?

For example, it would only cost him a few credit points to heal Ivan's small wound from the plastic surgery.

It wasn't suitable for Luke's main body to use this kind of healing skill, but his other aliases didn't have to worry about it.

As long as he disguised it a little by applying some ointment to it and then turning on an LED to disguise the white light during the healing process, it would all be thanks to the ointment.

He didn't mind if other people took those things back for analysis. In any case, he still had Life One!

He could mix one thousandth of Life One into the ointment to retain some of the healing effect.

If someone with ulterior motives took them back for research and found that the effects weren't good, it could be explained that the effects of the medicine had been absorbed and dissipated. Wouldn't that be very reasonable?

Thinking that, Luke couldn't help but chuckle.

This way, it seemed that he was a little more confident in his "teammate grooming" plan.

Thinking that, he started to mix the concealment ointment and chuckled gloomily from time to time.

Thankfully, Ivan was still in confinement next door, and couldn't see Luke chuckling as he mixed the ointment. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to escape the thought that Batman was a perverted doctor.

But he could meet his first reserve "teammate" tomorrow. That guy seemed to be traumatized by that stupid wound.



At night, the top of the Empire State Building lit up with its iconic light again, but it already had a new partner.

Not far away was a slightly taller building with a circular platform at the top. There were also a lot of lights at the top, and the huge letters STARK were extremely eye-catching in the middle of Manhattan.

Luke kept a low profile this time. He contacted Jarvis and sent him a message in advance. He then entered his personal elevator in stealth mode, and the elevator closed the door and went up.

After deactivating his stealth mode, he asked Jarvis, "Does Tony know why I'm here?"

Jarvis said, "I've already informed him, Mr. Batman."

Luke nodded and said casually, "You can call me Bruce or Mr. Wayne from now on."

Jarvis readily agreed. "Very well, Mr. Bruce Wayne."

After a brief exchange, the elevator reached the top. Luke stepped out and saw Tony striding over in his armor, but his mask wasn't on. "What, you're here to spar with me again? Let me tell you, I recently found a very good personal trainer, and my combat skills have improved greatly. "

Luke raised an eyebrow. "Your first wife's secretary?"

Tony looked at him. "… Are you really investigating me?"

Luke chuckled. "Who do you think charged into Hammer Industries' warehouse with her last time?"

Tony was enlightened. "Did the black cat girl tell you?"

Luke lowered his head and looked at the tycoon. He said solemnly, "Her name is Bastet. If you keep calling her Black Cat Black Cat, maybe she'll spar with you once. "

Tony was intrigued. "The Egyptian cat goddess? Interesting. But are you sure I won't beat her to tears? "

Luke snorted. "You should be glad that she doesn't have a hobby of abusing weak chickens. Didn't the secretary tell you what happened when she tested Bastet last time? "

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