Naturally, Luke wouldn't answer Jia Ying's questions. This woman was very scheming.
If it hadn't been Big Dipper this time, he might not have been able to control the situation.
The Dark Knights adhered to the principle of "not killing," and there were Inhumans who could treat external injuries in the afterlife, which was hard to scare.
Thus, when Luke used the alias of Big Dipper, he might be able to get rid of his red name when necessary as a warning to others.
In the end, Jia Ying was tactful, and the two sides didn't let things get to that point.
Since he could easily and continuously fleece them, Luke didn't mind being nicer to Jia Ying, the manager of the sheep pen.
Based on the efficiency of the Inhumans' awakening in the afterlife, he could come back in a year or two after fleecing them.
If a particularly suitable ability appeared in the meantime, Luke wouldn't mind conducting a surprise inspection.
The negotiation between Big Dipper and Jia Ying resulted in a surveillance and security agreement.
Big Dipper represented the Bat Squad and would provide protection and rescue in the afterlife in case of danger.
In exchange, the Inhumans in the afterlife had to be monitored and couldn't commit crimes in human society.
The scope of this crime was very small, and mainly referred to vicious crimes such as murder, arson, drug trafficking, and human trafficking.
This was basically the same as the Bat Squad's daily attack range.
Nobody would care about Gordon's illegal entry, and the Bat Squad wouldn't maliciously pick on him.
Jia Ying had nothing to say about that.
The Bat Squad was targeting these crimes to begin with. It wasn't like she could say that Inhumans had the right to commit murder, arson, drug trafficking, and human trafficking, right?
First of all, she didn't have the guts to ask the Bat Squad to green-light the afterlife.
Secondly, it was very easy for Inhumans to do such things after they awakened.
It just so happened that this kind of easy thing made money very quickly.
Inhumans had superpowers, but it was human nature to be carefree and hate work, and it was impossible for Inhumans to dislike money.
Why were there so few people in the afterlife? Because there weren't that many idiots who were willing to stay in this poor ravine.
If the afterlife was opened in New York, it would be treated like a gold collar in New York, and the number of people who wanted to enter the afterlife would be packed.
In the name of the chivalrous Bat Squad, it made sense for Big Dipper to request supervision and share intelligence on "wild" Inhumans.
During the negotiations, Jia Ying resisted for a long time, but in the end, she yielded to Big Dipper and the Bat Squad's strength and agreed to the most unfair conditions.
From then on, the afterlife became, to some extent, Japan for Bat Squad.
The difference was that Luke wouldn't have a permanent "army" in the afterlife, nor would he need them to pay a huge protection fee.
On the other hand, he would be able to obtain the channel of the big bosses in his next life. If he used it properly, he could speed up his own expansion.
Hit with a stick and give a carrot. This kind of operation was always so simple and always practical.
This was also the reason why Jia Ying felt both pain and happiness.
However, it was still unknown if she could still be the boss in the future when things developed.
Jia Ying's dream was to build a kingdom of foreigners.
In the Bat Squad, whether or not they had superpowers did not mean that they had the right to speak.
The goal of a foreign country was not something that could be achieved in a short period of time.
Even if he succeeded, his afterlife would definitely be more obedient than it was now.
After all, time was always on the side of the cheater.
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In the following days, Luke returned to his research mode.
After obtaining a new ability, the first thing he had to do was to understand its effects and limits, so that he could have a clear understanding of his own combat strength.
In the event of a major incident, he had a clear idea of whether he should use his Level 1 or Level 2 clone.
Although most of the time, no matter which clone he used, he would be able to crush his opponent with overwhelming strength, but there was no harm in preparing his homework first.
He would never fight a battle unprepared. That had always been Luke's motto.
It wasn't that he couldn't deal with a surprise attack, but that even in the face of a surprise attack, he had to have a mature and reliable plan.
It was better to leave something like that to the other superheroes with the halo of a protagonist.
As a result, the first official experiment with Sticky Candy naturally fell to Max.
He was an excellent and hardworking manual worker – cake making was physical work.
In the past, she would occasionally be abnormal for a few days because she had a habit of taking random pills.
But after getting to know Luke, he had subtly gotten rid of this nasty habit.
When this woman went crazy, she even dared to participate in clinical trials arranged by a pharmaceutical company.
Of course, there was the element of making money, but in her own words: "I usually have to pay for my own medicine, but I can get money for free by participating in experiments. Why wouldn't I do it?"
This weird way of thinking wasn't unique to Max, but was common among Americans.
Most people are alcoholics, but Americans are alcoholics and alcoholics. The word for this behavior is the same.
There was always a lot of medicine bottles in the cupboard behind the mirror in their bathroom.
It wasn't for the sake of aesthetics, but purely to make it easier to take medicine in the morning and evening.
Once in the morning, they would feel more energetic for the day.
Once at night, they would sleep even more soundly.
Naturally, Max no longer enjoyed the treatment of taking random pills.
As long as Luke showed up at her place, she would sleep soundly in the morning and wouldn't need to take any pills.
After testing out his new ability that night, Luke hugged the chubby Max and felt safe. He asked casually, "How's your cake shop doing?"
Max was a little tired, but he perked up at the mention of his beloved cake business. "Damn it, I came up with a few new flavors, but they're not selling well."
Luke didn't think much of it. "Take your time. Many shops imitate other people's secret recipes and only come up with them after years of research."
Max suddenly chuckled. "Carolyn did come up with a secret recipe, but you definitely won't let me use it."
Luke was curious. "What secret recipe?"
Max said, "She put the weed I hid in the spice box together with the seasoning. In the end, a lot of people said it tasted great after eating it, and they even came to buy it."
Luke narrowed his eyes and tightened his grip. "You're still hiding weed?"
In her tired and relaxed state, Max only realized that she seemed to have missed something. She hurriedly said, "It was a long time ago. I forgot about it myself."
Luke didn't relax at all. "Is that so? I think you're just being stubborn. I'll have to torture you before you tell me the truth. "
Max knew that Luke was joking behind her back. She rolled her eyes. "I wouldn't make a cake with it even if I wanted to sell it! Thank you, great Batman. I bought it before I met you. Weed in New York is a hundred times harder to sell now, and it's also extremely expensive. The repeat customers weren't after my cake at all, but the weed inside. The cake was ten times cheaper than the weed! "
Luke chuckled and hugged her tightly. "I don't believe you. Let's interrogate her first."
"Huh?" Max turned her head abruptly and her eyes widened. "F * *% $# … Please be a human and let me sleep, okay?"
Luke said, "It's fine. You'll fall asleep immediately after the interrogation."
Max: "You damn donkey, you must have secretly eaten Fierce.
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Night it is! "
Luke snorted. He had always relied on his outstanding abilities to win; he didn't need to eat that damn thing.
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