The idiotic netizens he had met when he was writing in his previous life had such broad and joyful ideas!
They were so idiotic that even the neurotic author couldn't keep up with them, and they always mocked him for being stupid. That was what Luke thought.
Thinking of these idiotic netizens who were good at discovering and amusing themselves, he suddenly thought of something. Wait! Who said that a neurotic character couldn't be a bad guy?
Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D. could hide very well, but that wasn't necessarily the case for ordinary bad guys.
As long as he found some guys who everyone thought were good but were actually bad, and killed them in public, wouldn't this neurotic character undoubtedly be a supervillain?
This kind of sanctimonious hypocrite who specialized in creating a public persona, wasn't there a whole bunch of them in his little black book?
As long as he put on a good show, even Hydra might still suspect him … But there was no rule that supervillains couldn't be "tricked" by people who set up their personas.
It was normal for the new character to be tricked by these kind people.
Thinking that, Luke couldn't help but rub his chin and chuckle.
He had a lot of good people on file.
But before, he didn't have clones or super disguise skills. He didn't want to attract any technology or super abilities to track him, as it would be very easy for someone to find him.
So, he put this matter aside and never put it on the agenda.
Now that he had super disguise skills and a level-one clone, it wouldn't be easy for a clone to die. At most, it would be half-dead.
With the help of various abilities, even if it was half-dead, it would recover in a day or two. What was there to hesitate about?
If he used a clone, he would only lose 100,000 credit points at most.
The good people in the black book could be used as one-time props to be buried with Hydra.
Making up his mind, he began to search for a suitable real clone in his inventory. Very soon, a suitable target appeared.
This person's name was Jack Boyd.
Luke had gone to San Francisco last time because of the investment from Pim Technology, and accidentally ran into this guy killing someone.
After interrogating this guy, Luke killed him on the same day.
But this was a special person, and Luke kept a record of his hair, fingerprints, and blood.
Who knew, he might be able to frame this guy for something someday. Luke had a lot of similar records, and it didn't take up much space in his inventory.
As for Jack himself, he had completely disappeared from this world.
Although he lived a difficult life and died a silent death, he was still a very special existence.
A super serial killer who had started committing crimes at the age of fifteen and died at Luke's hands at the age of thirty-five, and had attacked and killed thirty-seven people in his life, but the police had never found him. His identity was indeed very special.
What was special was that every time this guy killed someone, he would leave behind a witness.
This lucky witness was usually a relative or friend of the victim. Jack would trap them and force them to watch him commit the crime.
There was no doubt that Jack was a cold-blooded monster who lacked the ability to empathize. He could only get pleasure from torturing and killing his own kind.
In order to reduce the impact, the FBI tried their best to keep the case under wraps, so this guy wasn't too famous.
Jack had been very lucky earlier. Luke, who couldn't split himself up, didn't have time to play hide-and-seek with a murderer.
There were too many serial killers like this in the United States. They had killed at least three to five people, and at most, more than ten to twenty people.
Although Jack's results were impressive, just like the young Jason who had killed a hundred people, the actual number of people he had harmed was far less than the drug dealers.
While Luke was waiting for Dr. Pym, he cleaned up the criminals in the San Francisco area.
Wandering around the city at night, he accidentally heard the weak pleas and cries for help from two gagged victims, and immediately rushed over.
Seeing the situation in the room and Jack's unique "makeup," Luke instantly knew who the guy was.
After three paralysis shots, Jack and the two victims instantly passed out.
The victims who had been tortured at the beginning only had flesh wounds, and the victim's wife, who was tied up on the side, wasn't even injured.
Luke called the police and told them to come as soon as possible, so that he could leave quickly.
After interrogating Jack and figuring out who this murderer was, Luke sent him on his way.
If this was some kind of crime movie, Jack could definitely be the main antagonist and fight with the main character for an hour or two.
But Luke was a realistic player. He wasn't interested in studying this super murderer at all, nor did he give him any chance to show off.
From the moment Jack was discovered to the moment he was sent on his way, it was over in less than two hours.
Decryption? Suspense? Horror? Horror? None of them existed.
A dead mutant was the best experience and credit points.
After all, Jack was too mentally abnormal, and psychology and hypnosis didn't work on him.
Communicating with him telepathically was like an ordinary person touching a bloody corpse with their hands.
The deeper the contact, the more disgusting it would be. It was a complete mental corruption.
Now, it was finally time for Mr. Jack to make good use of trash.
…
To create a new alias, especially one that could be thrown away at any time, the character had to be stable, and his temperament had to be firm.
Ever since his master's alias had ascended to godhood, Luke hadn't had as much fun lately.
So, the new Jack had to have a complete character that could stand the test of time.
Name? Of course it had to be changed.
Jack Bode didn't sound auspicious. Wasn't it just J (Jack) and B (Bode) in short?
So, he had to lengthen his name so that it wouldn't be easy for people to have the same name, and it would be more in line with Jack's penchant for disguises.
Appearance makeup? It had to be changed too. What was the point of wearing an ordinary clown mask?
That didn't fit with Jack's crazy, suicidal personality!
So, he had to show his face in person.
Since he was going to show his face, there was no need to keep a low profile.
The one who wore a T-shirt and jeans was the Texas Chainsaw Murderer.
The one who wore overalls and an ice hockey mask was Jason, the young man who had killed a hundred people.
Jack had to distinguish himself from the low-end players who did rough work. So … it was very suitable for him to make a DIY formal suit.
The style didn't have to be too tacky, and the color could be more reserved, but it had to be mysterious.
Finally, it was time to choose the target of the new alias.
Jack had no family or friends now.
His parents were a typical pair of rotten people. The man was a drug addict, and the woman was a drug addict and worked in a special industry.
When they had nothing better to do, they would beat the young Jack up, beat the woman up, or beat the man and woman up — there was basically no reason for this kind of beating.
It was this kind of crazy parents that twisted Jack into a monster that had no humanity and could only derive pleasure from torturing and killing.
Also, the two of them had gone their separate ways more than twenty years ago, and might have died in some unknown corner.
Jack's greatest wish was to find the two of them, then deal with them in front of the woman, and watch the woman die.
Every time he killed someone, it was a simulation of his dream.
The man was the woman's husband, and Jack was the woman's son. One suffered, while the other watched.
That was the origin of Mr. Jack's habit of killing people one after another.
The problem of random killings, which had been a bit of a headache for Luke, was also partly resolved.
But would Daddy System allow him to tie up innocent people and make them watch a real-life horror movie? So, he still had to pick S.H.I.E.L.D. members who had strong resistance.
Just like that, the level-two clone muttered to itself and didn't stop moving as it began its happy journey of overtime.
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