While the union farm in Shackelford was bustling with activity, Luke's clone in New York wasn't idle either.
He was already quite proficient at operating on two fronts. As long as he didn't have to face two complicated battlefields at the same time, he could easily deal with them. At most, it was just a matter of how much energy he had to put in.
The farm was purely a leisure activity. Luke's main body would sit in a chair and daydream from time to time, and basically had nothing to do. Naturally, his clone in New York received more attention.
Logically speaking, while his main body took Selina back for a vacation, his clone could look for Elena for a few days.
As long as he didn't go out, it wouldn't be a problem.
But there were a lot of reserve teammates in New York, New Jersey, and Nassau County who needed daily observation and training. He really didn't have much time to play.
Besides, it wasn't safe for two Luke's to appear at the same time, so he endured it.
The three girls had already adapted to their new lives. The record company was busy not long after Stephanie's new album was released.
The three girls didn't have time to think about anything else for the time being, and started working for the first time since their makeovers.
Lorna and Carol, who were also in the record company, were in a similar situation. It was just that Lorna was a little tempted to become a star when she saw Stephanie.
There weren't many young people in America who didn't want to be stars.
Thus, she dragged Carol into the crowd and tried to find a shortcut to becoming a star.
Luke didn't disturb their daily lives.
It was easy for people to lose their minds when they were separated from normal life.
These five people needed to adapt to normal society again. One or two years wasn't a short time, and three to five years wasn't too long either. They could also go through a lot of training in the meantime.
He had enough patience to wait for them to grow up.
On the other side, things weren't so optimistic for Alice and Carrie.
Although they had recovered a lot, they were still far from returning to normal life.
Alice needed to use pheromones to control and soothe her from time to time in order to stabilize her emotions.
It was the same for Carrie. She had to use pheromones to control and prevent her autism from worsening.
In short, Luke couldn't stop using this exclusive special medicine.
After inspecting his reserve teammates, he was about to return to his workshop at the seaside villa to continue working overtime, when he received a notification from Fu that something special had happened.
It was noon now, and the avatar simply came out with the second Thousand Faces System that had just been created.
This system's face wasn't that handsome, but the contours were clear, the eye sockets were deeper, the eyes were slightly long and narrow, and the thin lips were naturally pursed, revealing a dark and deep aura of a villain.
Of course, this face belonged to V, and he had even appeared in Weasel's bar.
He hid under a viaduct and looked at the long traffic jam in front of him. He deactivated his invisibility, adjusted the lapels of his black suit, and walked forward.
Gunshots rang out in front of him. Many people got out of their cars and ran towards him in a panic. They were heading in the opposite direction.
However, no one cared about him.
Although many people looked at this middle-aged white man in a suit and black sunglasses in surprise, that was all.
The series of gunshots and explosions behind them gave them a sense of danger.
Luke didn't bother with them.
Because the lens of his sunglasses had already projected the image from the mini drone. Although the battle ahead was still ongoing, it was nearing its end.
Even if these people didn't run, they would be fine.
Just as he was thinking that, a woman in her mid-thirties ran over with a little girl who was seven or eight years old.
Both of them were terrified. The middle-aged woman looked back as she ran, afraid that someone would catch up to her.
Luke's nose twitched, and he smelled the distinct smell of smoke and blood on them.
Clearly, the mother and daughter had "watched" the gunfight at close range, but they didn't seem to be the kind of "onlookers" who were courting death, and had fled in fright.
Not far in front of them, a teddy bear lay alone on the ground. It had probably been left behind by the young owner who had run away earlier.
In her panic, the middle-aged woman didn't pay attention to her feet at all, and stepped on it.
The sharp heel of her high heels directly blew up the teddy bear's head, and the two of them locked onto each other.
Most of her attention was on what was behind her. She staggered and took two steps forward, twisting the foot that was stuck in the poor teddy bear again.
She started to lose her balance and waved her hands, forgetting that she was still holding onto her daughter.
The little girl was not one of those overweight chubby girls. As she was pulled along, her body bumped into her mother while she was running.
This time, the mother and daughter completely lost their balance. They staggered faster and faster, but their faces were getting closer and closer to the ground.
Looking at the mother and daughter who were about to kneel in front of him, Luke couldn't help but be lost for words. It was only May, and someone was already taking the initiative to wish him a happy new year.
The mother and daughter's eyes widened. They didn't even have time to prepare themselves for fear before they fell to the ground.
At that moment, the ground stopped moving closer to them, and then moved further away.
Their bodies were lifted by a steady force, and then they saw a calm face with a hint of malevolence.
Although the face wasn't ugly, and was rather stylish on closer inspection, the panicked mother and daughter subconsciously exclaimed and stepped back.
Luke was amused. That was a little embarrassing!
Thankfully, he had never relied on his face to make a living! Men had to rely on their strength.
Thinking that, he withdrew his hands and strode forward.
The mother and daughter were stunned for a moment. The little girl was more innocent, and she couldn't help but shout at his back, "Thank you, uncle."
Her teacher had taught her that she had to sincerely thank someone who was kind enough to help her.
Luke stopped in his tracks. Huh, uncle? Well, fine. Uncle it was.
The mother came back to her senses and quickly shouted, "Thank you," before pulling her daughter and continuing to run.
She had only taken one step when her right foot felt soft, and she fell to her knees with a plop.
She looked down, only to see that the teddy bear whose head had been blown off was still on her heels.
Luke didn't have eyes on his back, but the drone was right in the sky. His lips twitched when he saw this.
Well, in the end, this woman wouldn't be able to escape kneeling.
After this little interlude, Luke's mood inexplicably improved a lot.
It was an unavoidable instinct to want to laugh at other people's misfortune.
It wasn't that he didn't have sympathy, but that the other party was unlucky.
At the very least, the woman who had stomped on the teddy bear wasn't too miserable. At most, her knees would be bruised for a few days.
Thinking about it, her husband wouldn't suspect anything else.
Thinking that, Luke walked over to the scene of the gunfight.
More than ten cars had been overturned on the viaduct. Car parts were everywhere, and bullet casings and blood could be seen everywhere.
Luke ignored them and simply walked over.
"Cough, cough." He coughed.
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