Putting aside the conversation between master and disciple in the sewers, Luke's days were busy and fulfilling.
He was getting more and more proficient at operating on two fronts. Coupled with his reasonable allocation of time, his main body and clone were working more and more efficiently together, and his days were easier than before.
He wasn't alone now. Ivan the Mourning Whip had already "switched sides" and was working for the Almighty Merchant.
In any case, his salary was calculated by the piece, and his bonus was calculated separately.
However, apart from the tens of thousands of dollars in cash, Ivan used the rest of the money he earned internally to buy raw materials and invest them in the development of his own armor.
Luke couldn't be bothered with the progress of Ivan's armor other than paying attention to it.
This guy already had no chance to make another mistake.
As long as he disregarded the lives of civilians and took revenge one more time, Luke would immediately turn him into experience and credit points.
Luke's trust was very valuable, even if it was only once.
As long as he didn't cross this bottom line, Ivan could do whatever he wanted.
Of course, this treatment was also because of Ivan's work attitude.
He was very serious about the tasks he handed in, whether they were difficult or ordinary, even more serious than when he was working on his own armor.
Luke later felt that this was a waste of time, so he simply labeled the work as high and low.
Most of Ivan's OEM products were low-level parts for low-end armor, so the standards weren't too high.
Luke wasn't some tycoon. As long as the main performance was fine, aesthetics and style weren't a concern at all.
Ivan's existence finally allowed him to take on some of the work that wasn't very technical, but couldn't be done by smart programs.
Also, this guy had always had an obsession with whips, and the new armor's weapon was still a whip.
Luke had no intention of interfering.
It was best to use a weapon that was convenient for him.
He didn't decide on a weapon, but that was only because any weapon was almost the same for him. It was just a matter of choice.
Previously, Ivan's whip's ion cutting and electromagnetic deflection were quite interesting.
Luke didn't use all of them on his armor, but he had tried to develop similar functions. In the future, even if he couldn't use them on his main armor, he could use them on spare armor or external accessories.
The invention that really surprised Luke didn't come from Ivan, but from the weirdo inventor Bente Bennett, who had been fired by the Department of Defense and almost couldn't afford to eat.
This guy really wasn't suitable for the Department of Defense, because his inventions … were very "valuable."
Of course, this did not mean that the product could be sold for a lot of money, but that the research cost was a lot of money.
Most of the things that the Department of Defense researched had to be cost-effective, and they had to leave a portion that benefited both the buyer and the seller.
For someone like Bente who squandered his money, the cost of his research was too high, and there was too little room for manipulation in terms of price. Even if the performance was unique, it was not favored by the Department of Defense.
But Luke didn't have such a problem. In any case, he gave Bente a fixed amount of money every month, and no matter how Bente squandered it, it wouldn't be a problem.
Unless Luke found something good in Bent's research in the synchronized backup files, he wouldn't increase the quota temporarily.
Bente didn't know about it at first. He thought that the Research Lab was the same as the Department of Defense, where they were allocated according to the amount of money they had to submit a report if they had no money.
As a result, in the first two months, this fellow spent all of his funds in less than ten days. Then, he spent another ten days wasting all of the materials he had bought. The remaining ten days he could only sit in the research room and wait for materials.
Unwilling to give up, he sent a few funding applications in a row. Finally, he got a reply. "Your funding balance for this month is 0. Please email again next month."
Just like that, Bent, a senior researcher with a monthly salary of less than $20,000, actually had the privilege of working 20 days a month and taking 10 days off.
For most people, this kind of working environment couldn't be better.
But for a nerd who was obsessed with technology, especially one who was stuck halfway through his research because he didn't have the materials, this kind of torture was simply excruciating.
It was like a game nerd who was halfway through getting a top-tier set, only to be cut off for ten days.
After suffering losses for two months in a row, Bente finally woke up in the third month and made a very simple work plan for the month, which reduced the days of the big holiday to the last three days. Because the speed at which he used the materials was still a little faster than expected.
What he didn't know was that Luke had deliberately not increased the quota, or Bente would have used up all of his money.
At that time, this fun technician might have directly worked himself to death, which would have been a waste of talent.
Luke wasn't counting on Bente to save the world. His role was only to provide special equipment for Selina. There was no need to exploit his employee like this.
In the first two months, Bente had upgraded all the little inventions that he had sold to the research room. This was also one of the reasons why he used up his funds so quickly. There were many things that he had long had ideas for, but he didn't have the money to waste on them.
Naturally, Luke didn't have much hope for these "toys."
But in the third month, Bente made up for the regrets of his "previous work," and changed his research direction. A few days ago, he happened to come up with an amazing invention — a paralysis bullet.
It could also be called a shock bullet, a stun bullet, or a soul bomb, but it only had one function — to instantly paralyze and lose consciousness.
Luke tested it with his clone, and it was terrifyingly effective.
Even his clone needed about 40 seconds to regain consciousness, and it would take 90 seconds for it to fully regain its mobility.
And this was just the power of a single paralysis bullet.
If it were Wade, who was hit ten or twenty times in one go, he would probably be packed up and sent away.
The powerful effect was only one of the advantages of this paralysis bullet; the greater advantage was that it had almost no side effects.
Apart from the possible injury from a fall or the possibility of a heart or brain disease in the victim, there were no obvious side effects.
The exact principle of how to achieve this effect was too complicated. Luke could only let the smart program sponge at New Hope Research Lab continue to run simulations.
But for now, this paralysis bullet could already be used.
Secondly, the core of the paralysis bullet was a type of tree cobra venom, which could be used on some cold weapons after being processed.
However, the surface of Luke's weapons was pretty good, and dipping the tip of a knife in poison wouldn't work.
This paralysis toxin was only used on targets that only needed to be subdued and not killed. Luke could modify a batch of suitable darts.
Luke didn't plan to sell this lethal weapon. While it had a wide range of uses, it was too suitable for doing bad things.
People who were affected by this paralysis toxin might even have a memory gap, as if the paralysis didn't exist at all. That was very scary.
Because of this invention, Mr. Bente was already on Luke's protective watch list.
But in order not to arouse Bente's suspicions, Luke would direct his interest to other projects and give him bonuses for other projects. At the same time, he would also make Bente blur his memories and key data related to the paralysis toxin.
Next year, Mr. Bente's annual salary and funding would be increased, which could be considered the best compensation for this technological geek.
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