Last night's harvest was destined to be the bulk of this bountiful operation.
Most of the important lairs of the cartels were concentrated in the central and northern parts of the country. They had basically all been purged, and only a few lairs in the south were left, which were much smaller.
Also, from today on, the remaining big shots of the cartels would be vigilant, and it wouldn't be easy to wipe them out in one fell swoop.
Also, Luke had only found five big bosses in the eight cartels' lairs last night. Three of them weren't in their lairs, and even more of the second, third, and fourth bigwigs weren't in their lairs.
That was inevitable. The targets wouldn't act according to Luke's intentions.
It was even less likely that the important figures in the gang would gather together and wait for him to kill them.
But even if someone was lucky enough to avoid him this time, they would be the top dogs next time.
For the sake of experience and credit points alone, Luke wouldn't forget about the remaining three bigwigs.
Also, there would be fewer repercussions if he killed them.
These bigwigs were backed by certain departments in the United States, but these departments wouldn't dare openly support the traffickers in neighboring countries.
They couldn't say things like strong condemnation on TV, nor could they make a big fuss over the destruction of the Mexican cartels.
Mexico wasn't American soil, and American police officers and agents weren't qualified to ask Mexican people to cooperate with law enforcement.
The day passed quickly, and at night, the clones took action again.
Three of the cartel's lairs and fifteen medium and large lairs were purged again.
Three of the cartel bigwigs, who had been hesitating and watching, were caught by Luke again and sent flying.
But tonight's experience and credit points were less than half of what they had been last night.
Two of the three bigwigs Luke caught weren't in their lairs, but had secretly hidden themselves in a hidden farm in the countryside. They didn't have that many men with them.
Unfortunately, Luke had already set up surveillance cameras and had discovered their movements.
The farm was a raw material base for them to grow weeds, and had originally been part of the purge.
It was just that the weeds on the ground wouldn't run, so they were just small targets later on.
After two days, Luke knew that he had harvested almost 80% of the spoils of this bountiful operation.
The deaths of so many bigwigs made the rest of his colleagues understand that no matter how many subordinates they had, they wouldn't be able to withstand this inexplicable attack. Instead, they might become priority targets.
The best way to save their lives was to hide in a place that nobody knew about.
The level-two clone didn't waste any more time. After the purge that night, it returned straight to America.
As it flew over the Gulf of Mexico, the Level Two clone would stop from time to time.
In this operation, Luke had cleared most of the crime scenes. There weren't more than a quarter of the corpses at the scene, and there weren't even corpses in the criminals' nests.
Therefore, on the surface, there were only 20 or so places in Mexico that had lost 10 or 20 people in each of them in two days.
Large-scale fights between major cartels would also have such casualties, which would make it even more inconvenient for some people in the United States to directly intervene.
While Luke wasn't afraid of these people, it would be too disgusting if he was portrayed as a villain because he was dealing with drug dealers.
The number of drug traffickers that he had lost was extremely high, so he couldn't deal with it so carelessly this time.
A lot of illegal drugs were thrown into the Gulf of Mexico, and even more "biological waste" sank to the bottom of the sea in batches to feed the fish and shrimp.
Just like that, the doppelganger threw them all the way, bypassing Florida and heading north to New York.
More than ten big bosses of the cartel, as well as more than ten important members in charge of intelligence and accounts, were stuffed into Space No. 2.
When the clone returned, the main body had already begun to dig out information from these people one by one.
There were too many people this time, and it took Luke two full days to finish gathering intelligence before he took the last of their experience and credit points.
At that point, the main harvest of Operation Bumper Harvest had arrived.
At that moment, the host was level 23.
Strength 30 (Level 1 Justice Star + 10, Level 2 Justice Star + 20)
Dexterity 13 (Level 1 Justice Star + 10, Level 2 Justice Star + 20)
Mental Strength 11 (Level 1 Justice Star + 10, Level 2 Justice Star + 20)
Extra stat points: 7
Host's experience: 4765000/7000000
Credit: 11622000
After two days of operation, Luke had destroyed a lot of illegal drugs and some plantation bases for raw materials. Together with the criminal core members of the cartel, he had earned a total of 6.4 million experience and credit points.
This huge harvest allowed him to level up again.
From now on, he would use all the points he earned for leveling up on Mental Strength, which would greatly relieve the pressure of operating on three fronts.
Luke then invested the huge amount of credit points he had just earned into his inventory.
Before he could warm up his eight-digit credit points, they immediately turned into seven digits.
However, he had more than 1.6 million credit points left, so Luke wasn't too distressed.
He had stuffed too much Chitauri equipment into his inventory, and many of them had unknown dangers.
Luke didn't want to let them out as a security risk, and the inventory's detection and disassembly feature allowed him to study them safely and carefully.
Thus, his inventory had been tight recently.
The upgrade was like rain after a long drought. The volume of the inventory went from a million cubic meters to one cubic kilometer, and it was empty again.
Space 2 also expanded from a thousand cubic meters to a million cubic meters, which was still one-thousandth of the inventory. It was also a qualitative leap.
After two upgrades, Erica from the black space, Angel, and some of the scumbags had basically completed the tests of recycling.
Creatures could live normally inside, including humans.
As long as sufficient oxygen was regularly pumped into it, it would be a proper cell--one might now call it a prison.
He didn't have that many people to lock up inside. Most of the scumbags would disappear after half a day at most.
Unless he captured dozens of people in one go like this time, Erica was the only permanent "resident."
However, time in Space 1, which occupied most of the inventory, was still.
After Osiris put the medical program in, it couldn't do any calculations, and thus couldn't work.
Time in Space 2, on the other hand, was normal, so it would become Luke's exclusive computer room.
He could adjust the shape of Space 2, and it wouldn't be hard to seal off the computer room, so he didn't have to worry about Erica destroying it.
His trip to Mexico was worth it just for the upgrade of his storage space.
But for the time being, there wouldn't be any "large EXP dungeons" in Mexico.
It took him half a month to gather intelligence and two days to earn millions of experience and credit points. He might not have the chance to do it again in a few years.
The next cartel wouldn't be so stupid, and it might take months to clean up.
Luke didn't care about that.
After clearing out Mexico, the level-one clone could go all the way south.
There was also a lot of experience and credit points in the southern countries. At most, the gains for individual gangs would be a little lower, but their targets were a hundred times more than in Mexico.
Even now, the level-one clone was still looking for the two cartel bigshots on the list.
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