Luke, who had always been careful about the crystals in the Marvel Universe and was wary of his own strength, wouldn't be fooled by this illusory sense of power.
Stimulated by this feeling, his scientist spirit rose, and he once again entered a state of concentrated research.
Every day, he would cultivate, test, research, and analyze. When it was time, Gold Nugget, who had been promoted to a household assistant, would automatically call him and Selina out of their respective workspaces for a meal and a chat.
Occasionally, when they were depressed, they wouldn't wear their world-famous battle armor. Instead, they would use the nano masks to change their appearances and go out to exercise.
No matter how famous the Dark Knight and the black catgirl were, they couldn't intimidate everyone. There would always be people who wanted to get lucky.
After they stopped using their superhero aliases, a lot of criminals snuck into New York again.
Even though there were a lot of daily cleanup activities in the Ursa Minor, it couldn't stop these criminals from wanting to make a fortune.
Everyone knew that New York's teenagers, financial elites, and entertainment industry groups who liked to play with illegal drugs were crying piteously for food. They only needed to sell a small batch of goods to make a fortune.
Once they realized that the number of gangs that Dark Knight and the black catgirl had publicly wiped out decreased, these people wouldn't be able to hold back.
With this wishful thinking, the criminals quietly disappeared one after another after selling their goods. Surprisingly, they didn't arouse much suspicion.
On the contrary, there were many rumors in New York of people going on a life of debauchery after making a fortune, which attracted newcomers like moths to a flame.
It wasn't that Luke's personality had changed, but that Chief Sai had finally broken away from the low-level interest of "charging in and fighting."
After all, as long as the Dark Knight and the black catgirl appeared, most of the gang members would basically piss their pants.
Forget resistance, there were plenty of self-aware people who would grit their teeth and stretch out a hand.
"Be lenient if you confess. Break only one of your limbs if you resist. "This was pretty much a convention in New York, and even many gang members in other cities had heard it before.
That wasn't a bad thing, but Chief Sai was bored.
Thus, she suggested that ordinary people with unfamiliar faces be used to fight for justice.
Sure enough, no criminals admitted defeat in advance. Instead, most of them came forward to show off their prowess, and knew to fight back after being beaten.
Although she couldn't break all of their hands in order to distinguish herself from the black catgirl, the special effects of their equipment were actually more fun than breaking their hands.
Work and play were not neglected, and the two people and the dog lived very comfortably.
On Luke's side, it took him about four months to raise all three of his stats to 100.
The second attribute was the Agility attribute.
The situation this time was not too bad. It did not affect his appearance much.
Chief Sai took the opportunity to take another look at the Perfect Body that had been uncovered.
However, the Mental Attribute, which had been upgraded at the end, made her scared out of her wits. She only came back to her senses after a few rounds of Mental Resistance.
What made her even more speechless was that she didn't feel anything when she recalled it. She only felt dizzy and lost consciousness.
Luke could only use his Real Dream to make her fall into a deep sleep to recover from the shock.
Naturally, this was the negative effect of not being able to restrain the overflowing fluctuations after reaching 100 Mental Strength. It was similar to the effects of Mental Interference.
In the past, he had to use his ability to do this, but now, he could do it with a casual glance.
The difference between the two was too great.
For example, if an ordinary person without professional training could run faster than Usain Bolt's world record, it could only prove that the person's basic quality was far better than Usain Bolt's.
Pondering, Luke lowered his head and looked at the dog's head, which was perfectly fine at his feet.
Gold Nugget blinked its beady little eyes. "Awoo?"
Amused, Luke reached out and rubbed it angrily. "I suddenly realized that compared to Selina, you still have a lot of advantages."
The dog head was delighted and nudged Luke's hand with its head. "Wu, wu, wu."
Luke chuckled. Your advantage is that at least you don't have to take care of two dizzy guys at the same time.
As he rubbed the dog's head with a smile, he added some happy scenes to Selina's dream so that she could relax.
That was how strong a Real Dream was after reaching 100 Mental Strength.
…
Selina vaguely felt as if she were on a platinum beach.
Beneath her was soft, fine sand, and above her was the sun, which made her skin feel slightly hot. There seemed to be a table of iced drinks next to her, and a certain guy with a perfect body was chattering away.
This dream wasn't bad. It was even prettier than before. That was what she thought.
As for why it was prettier than before, she subconsciously ignored the question.
Suddenly, the hazy scene that she couldn't see in detail became clear.
Selina could see the platinum sand in front of her eyes, and her somewhat muddled mind became much clearer.
She was stunned for a moment before she turned her eyes.
Not far away, the waves that were crashing unhurriedly on the beach were rippling with white foam, which gradually faded away.
The palm trees, coconut trees, tropical flowers and plants on the side were dark red and dark green, and light and dark brown intersected. It was a beautiful sight.
The iced drinks on the table were all her favorite drinks. The sparkling water droplets on them grew larger and larger as they slid down quietly.
The soft touch of the sand on her body was even more real.
She reached out and grabbed a handful of sand, then loosened it a little more.
The gentle sea breeze blew the strands of sand and scattered them, returning them to the beach.
Selina murmured, "How can this dream be prettier?"
As she spoke, she couldn't help but turn her head a little more to look at a certain someone who was applying sunscreen on her back. "Darling, who am I?"
Pondering for a moment, Luke said solemnly, "Director?"
Selina: "Get lost."
A moment later, she was a little dissatisfied as she looked at a certain someone who was lying back lazily in a chair and sleeping. "Isn't this too realistic? Why can't you be a little more obedient like Gold Nugget? "
A certain dog head looked at her disdainfully and didn't even bother to comment.
Furious, she lunged at the dog and grabbed its head. "B * stard, why are you starting to be disobedient? This isn't fun at all. "
As soon as she said that, a woman's voice rang out not far away. "Ms. Hayek, your dinner is here."
On the previously empty beach, a young girl in a neat waiter's uniform was pushing a plentiful food cart to a temporary restaurant made of white curtains a few meters away.
A moment ago, this temporary restaurant hadn't existed either.
"It's time to eat, you two jerks." Selina was familiar with the place.
In this dream, she didn't need to consider logic.
Something that was truly logical would probably infuriate her — like a certain someone and a certain dog head.
Two people and one dog sat in the restaurant, and the female messenger quickly finished her work and disappeared.
Before they knew it, the afternoon beach had turned into a scene of the setting sun.
The night breeze fluttered the white curtains and the waves surged.
After a mouthful of delicious food, Selina narrowed her eyes. "Umu, I want that. Umu, give me that."
Luke was calm and collected as he quickly picked up all kinds of food with his fork and stuffed them into Selina's mouth.
While savoring the delicious food on her taste buds, Selina giggled vaguely. "The dream is finally normal again. Thank God."
She was so happy that she didn't see Luke roll his eyes. You want me to be your breeder? That's a pretty normal dream.
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