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Chapter 1698

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Frank and Tony, who were far away in New York, received Luke's message on the team channel. They frowned and didn't say anything.

Nobody had any experience dealing with a monster that had no fixed form and could regenerate after eating a person.

Not to mention that it had only been a few minutes, even a flash of inspiration would require a lot of thinking.

Nobody was an omniscient and omnipotent God who could answer the question directly.

However, Frank and Tony were both top talents with their own specialties. After a brief discussion with Luke and Ivan, they came up with a rough plan.

The plan was very simple: create an environment, lure Shryder in, and then kill him.

But just like the joke about how many steps it took to lock an elephant in a refrigerator, a lot of things didn't depend on the outcome, but on the process.

The most difficult part of this plan was how to create a suitable environment and lure Shryder's true body.

Luke had worked tirelessly for a month to create a suitable environment. He had modeled the main terrain of Tokyo, and focused on the Shibuya Shinjuku area.

Tony was responsible for getting Jarvis to find an environment that could be used. At the same time, the tycoon had to analyze the weapons and equipment in Luke's hands to see how to create this environment.

Frank, on the other hand, was thinking about how to lure Shryder's true body into a trap.

With both sides working together, Luke became an executor on the spot and didn't need to be distracted.

After all, there was no point in panicking now.

If Shryder made up his mind to commit crimes, it would be almost impossible to catch him.

Even Tony couldn't help but mutter to himself when he heard the specifics: Thankfully, it wasn't like this in New York last time.

Thankfully, Luke had killed the Blood God test subject in New York last time.

At that time, Shryder's technology wasn't mature enough, and he hadn't resolved the problem of separating himself from the Blood God test subject. In the end, he could only drag his body, which had been cut into several pieces, and flee.

Now, he was still running, but he had completely taken the initiative and was almost invincible.

If it weren't for the blonde's nanotoxins, Shryder really wouldn't have had to be afraid.

Unfortunately, the blonde's nanotoxins were completely controlled by her own poison ability, which Luke couldn't learn.

Just like how Luke's pheromone control couldn't control men, his body didn't have the foundation to control nanotoxins.

Even if he knew the principle, he couldn't find a way to control it.

However, the smart program Big Dipper had been analyzing the principle behind this ability.

He did not regret taking care of Blondie first.

First of all, compared to Shredder, her speed was like a tortoise crawling. There was no chance for her to catch up and poison him.

Secondly, she was almost completely immune to pheromone control, so Luke couldn't use her as a "remote control tool."

It could be said that after she poisoned him, whether she died or not had nothing to do with the current situation.

Just like that, Luke waited for his teammates' long-range reinforcements while he followed Shryder in silence, pondering his own countermeasures.

The Shigu District below had already fallen into a state of chaos.

To put it coldly, Shlaide had only devoured a small portion of the passersby, about two to three hundred people.

Compared to the tens of millions of people in Tokyo, this number was just a drop in the ocean.

The real problem was the "waste" that he excreted immediately after swallowing.

Schlade was not a "person" with a sense of civility. The flesh and blood that he had casually thrown away immediately implicated two types of passersby.

The first type was those who were too curious and took the initiative to go up and take a look. The other type was to move forward in a dream-like manner, stumbling into the poison's range in a daze.

At first, Luke followed them and collected some of the flesh and blood to prevent the spread of the poison.

But Shryder, who had "no sense of civility," didn't pay attention when he separated, and couldn't clean up the scattered contamination around the large mass of flesh and blood at all.

However, as long as a little bit of this poison touched a human body, it would quickly multiply.

Luke couldn't help but "rejoice" that the poison was strong enough. Almost everyone who was infected wouldn't be able to take more than a few steps before collapsing and dying quickly.

Once more people fell when they got close, most people also knew to hide far away and warn those who got close.

In ten minutes or so, more than twenty "poison circles" had appeared along Highway 3's Shigu Line, and there were at least dozens of bodies in each circle.

What made Luke even more speechless was that the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department still hadn't sent anyone over.

He didn't expect the Tokyo police officers to fight Shryder, but they could help maintain order.

NYPD had played a similar role during the battle in New York.

Although they hadn't fought, they had saved a lot of lives and significantly reduced the number of casualties. Afterwards, the public had basically praised them.

As for the Tokyo police … It had been nearly twenty minutes since the incident, but only a few patrol officers had appeared. Two of them had even charged into the "poison zone" on bicycles and delivered themselves up.

Seeing this, Luke didn't even know where to start.

He had sent Shryder's file to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department so that they could issue an early warning as soon as possible.

Even if they couldn't inform everyone immediately, the officers should at least be aware of the danger and stop the poison from spreading.

In the end, there was no movement on the police channel, which had been monitoring the situation.

It was impossible for Luke to hack into the police radio and give the order himself.

For this kind of top-level alert, the person in charge would definitely use the office's landline to confirm it.

If Luke really gave the order on his behalf, the people below might not necessarily carry it out immediately; it was very likely that they would ask their superiors.

When the wolf came, it was the same no matter where it was.

At that time, all the police department's orders through the radio might be suspected, and the people below would confirm it first before carrying it out.

Thus, it really wasn't that simple to do a good deed.

A crisis that involved a group had always been a complicated and three-dimensional project.

In this project, it wasn't about who did a better job, but who made fewer mistakes. It was impossible not to make mistakes.

I gave you a chance, but you were useless! Luke sighed inwardly.

He had done everything he could. It was no longer up to him to decide how many people would die in Tokyo tonight.

But this was also because he was used to New York's pace.

With Luke's encouragement, NYPD had conducted several emergency drills, and the media had also popularized common sense for survival.

The New York police officers, who had experienced many major incidents, were all a little wily.

Besides, when NYPD had used pistols to fight the Experimentals back then, more than a hundred officers had died in the line of duty.

The Experimentals, the subway explosion, and the Chitauri invasion had killed a lot of people.

Personally experiencing the lesson in blood was more effective than any words.

In comparison, not only was Tokyo more populated, there had never been such a destructive supernatural incident.

Thus, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's clumsy performance was to be expected.

That was why there were so many passers-by and police officers who had delivered themselves into the "poison zone."

If it were the New York police officers, there would definitely be some unlucky ones.

But at most, a few people would fall before the patrol officers and the public would react and call the professionals.

Naturally, the chances of a "poison zone" where dozens or even hundreds of people died were much lower.

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