Putting aside the preset message and his graduation at level 50 for the time being, Luke decided to take a break and enjoy a few days of comfort.
Apart from everything else, just how he was going to spend the nearly thirty billion credit points in the system was a problem — it was too much.
There were so many of them that he had to indulge himself for more than ten minutes to make his happiness less obvious before he dared to share it with Selina and the dog head.
At the same time, he also gave Director Sai a week off.
With such a huge harvest, it didn't matter if she had to play for a week.
There were only a few people on Earth who could withstand the Actualized Dream World with a Mental Strength of 100.
From today on, Director Sai's subordinates would be more or less efficient, and it wouldn't affect the stability of Luke's "empire."
Besides, he still had Director Jennifer and Assistant Mindy. At most, he would give them some special rewards, such as medical, cosmetic, plastic, and body-shaping services without any side effects.
Life One? That was mainly a man's preference.
Compared with the physical strength and drive that men generally pursued, women's top priority was their looks.
When they were healthy, it would be better to give them non-invasive surgery to make them prettier than to reward them with Life One.
Luke took Selina and the dog head, as well as the spare barbecue tools and ingredients, and drove out of the research institute through a secret passage.
The two of them and the dog found a spot on the beach in Nassau County and began to barbecue in the open.
As they chatted, Selina inadvertently mentioned that the freezer for the dog head's ingredients needed to be replaced, so that it would be easier to store them.
Luke, who was leisurely barbecuing, casually agreed. He smiled at the impatience on Selina's face, but he still repeated the dog head's specific requirements for the new freezer.
Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat as he recalled the thought that had flashed through his mind when he was worrying about how to spend his credit points.
With just a small amount of points, the capacity of the storage space could be upgraded again?
He had spent ten million credit points to upgrade the capacity of his inventory last time. Then, he could totally turn it into a small world after upgrading it with a hundred million credit points and a billion credit points each time.
He didn't stop barbecuing as he focused on the system's description of the inventory module. Sure enough, he discovered a new world.
Apart from the option to increase the capacity, there were other options.
Luke was both surprised and delighted after reading through them.
He was delighted that even the functions of his inventory were more flexible now.
For example, by using the new "settings" function, Space No.2 could automatically operate.
In the past, Luke had to deal with the transportation of daily necessities, air circulation, and garbage and sewage disposal.
Even if it was just to replace daily necessities, oxygen cylinders, and garbage and sewage storage boxes, he had to do it himself.
As long as the settings were turned on and a set of good operating rules were made, these chores in Space No.2 would automatically send notifications, and he only needed to agree or reject them.
If he wanted to be a little more relaxed, he could also completely set up the consent and rejection rules. He only needed to occasionally check the operation logs.
All Luke needed to do was to prepare all the supplies in Space 1 so that Space 2's supply wouldn't be cut off.
However, since the system was so considerate, of course, it couldn't be free.
He asked Fu to come up with the operating rules, and the system estimated the cost. In Space No. 2, each person would spend about one or two points a day.
The cost of the experimental project would be calculated separately. This variable was too great.
It was obvious that the cost of detonating a peaceful weapon in Space No.2 was worlds apart from detonating an iron pineapple.
Secondly, there was also the "Space Division" function, which could divide a "sub-space" from Space No.1 and give it to others.
This "sub-space" could be anchored by any object.
Personal items like rings, necklaces, bracelets, belts, glasses, and undergarments were no problem.
As the creator, Luke had full authority over this "sub-space," and could even directly take it back.
Everyone else, on the other hand, only had the authority to bind the "sub-space."
To put it simply, when someone else used a "sub-space" to create a "spatial equipment," it was the same as putting their own things in Luke's hands.
Whether or not Luke wanted to take it was up to him.
However, the division of this "sub-space" wasn't cheap, and was 100 times more expensive than Luke, the real owner.
In other words, one cubic meter of "spatial equipment" would cost a million points, and one hundred cubic meters would cost … a hundred million points.
Even if Luke had just made a fortune, he couldn't help but grit his teeth when he saw the price. This was too damn expensive.
A moment ago, he had wanted to give his family and friends 100 cubic meters of spatial equipment, but at that moment, he decisively changed his mind. Wouldn't it be tiring to match the size?
For example, Selina and the dog head in front of him. Of course, Selina needed a hundred cubic meters of equipment and supplies for her and the dog head.
The dog head? Wouldn't it be nice to have an exclusive space of one cubic meter for snacks, toys, and power banks?
In any case, a lot of people who had received nine years of compulsory education would miscalculate the volume, and this American dog and the symbiotic alien definitely couldn't do it right.
Everybody else did the same.
For example, Robert had a hundred cubic meters of space, which was enough for the family to use, and Catherine had a one cubic meter space.
The Bat Squad could use a hundred cubic meters of space, which would be managed by the people stationed at the bat cave base.
They weren't afraid of losing it or stealing it, and whoever stole it would be unlucky.
Every team member was only allowed to buy one cubic meter of spatial equipment, and it would definitely be an astronomical price — they had to help Luke earn back at least a million points.
If someone wasn't willing to do the mission, he wouldn't force them.
Those who weren't doing the mission didn't need to be equipped with such "auxiliary artifacts."
Points weren't money, but they were much more precious. He had to control his spending.
Making up his mind, he immediately made an spatial necklace for Selina and a spatial … dog leash for the dog head.
Not to his liking? He just had to change the anchor item. After all, this small operation wasn't a chargeable item.
Watching Selina and the dog happily put on their new accessories, Luke reminded Selina telepathically that the dog head shouldn't notice the difference in the size of the two spaces.
Selina chuckled and bumped him hard with her shoulder as she mumbled, "Don't worry. In any case, it's not good at math. It can't tell."
The dog head's ears twitched, and it turned its head suspiciously. Looking at the two of them, it felt that something wasn't right. "Huh?"
Luke and Selina calmly turned their heads and looked at it.
Luke asked, "What?"
The dog head whined, "Wu, wu, wu?"
Selina said, "I wasn't talking about you. Go gnaw on your bones."
The dog head looked back and forth between them several times, before it decisively gave up on the vague feeling and continued gnawing on the pork chop.
Luke smiled and didn't say anything as he watched the dog head be suppressed.
Suddenly, a thought flashed in his head. Wait! That wasn't right. The main functions that Daddy System released this time all cost money, and each one was more expensive than the last.
So, it was still a trick. System, you're just greedy for my points, right? Luke couldn't help but interrogate the system.
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