While Luke, the alien boss, was getting better, it was already December 2015.
Something that happened on Earth finally pulled his attention back.
Luke was sitting on the sofa in his New York nest as he watched Selina zoom in on the virtual screen.
It was a thin and short figure.
He was wearing a red helmet that wasn't complicated, but could be compared to a highly realistic cosplay prop, and a red and blue high-elasticity compound suit.
Smacking his lips, he could only sigh. "This kid has a lot of pocket money."
Selina rolled her eyes. "Your brother sponsored the raw materials."
Luke was surprised. "Peter shared the secret with Joseph?"
Selina said, "How is that possible? But your brother doesn't lack money. He's been very interested in the special material formula that Peter is researching, and even privately sponsored 50,000 dollars. "
Luke: "What?"
In fact, it was Gwen Stacey who had joined Mindy's self-defense club under Luke's introduction.
Gwen had inadvertently mentioned that Peter was working on a special material.
Joseph, who had been asked to play the "criminal," had asked a few questions.
Gwen didn't know the details of Peter's research, so she simply gave him Peter's QQ number.
After that, Joseph and Peter chatted a couple of times and gradually became friends.
In Joseph's words, Peter at least had a lot of ideas when it came to material development, and was an interesting partner.
As for most ordinary American students in their teens and twenties, Joseph only had one evaluation: they were either bad or stupid, or even both.
After listening to Selina's explanation, Luke zoomed in on Peter's helmet and observed it for a few seconds, before he nodded. "That's true. The design of this helmet is clearly in the style of our previous generation's main armor. It's also a little similar to the learning helmet I gave Peter."
Lying on her side, Selina couldn't help but stretch out her foot and pinch his thigh. "Was I talking about some crappy design?"
Luke was unperturbed by the pain in his thigh. "Should I get Mindy to handle it?"
He shook his head. "Forget it. There aren't actually any high school students in Ursa Minor. Besides, Peter is a chatterbox … Tsk, will Mindy hit him? "
Selina snorted. "Peter doesn't look like he's going to be a superhero. He's more like a super vigilante."
As she spoke, she casually swiped and displayed several small images. "In the last ten days, this guy has caught twenty-one thieves, thirteen bag robbers, eight molested women, and three stabbed people. Most of his activities are in Queens, and the other half is in Brooklyn. "
Pausing for a moment, Selina pointed at the screen. "And he's dressed like this. Our body-matching system can easily identify him. It's too dangerous to be a superhero. It's safer to be a good neighbor.
Luke was amused. After all, Peter Parker, who wasn't a good neighbor in New York, wasn't a good Spider-Man!
Thinking back to when he first discovered that Tony Stark was here, he couldn't help but look forward to meeting the spider. He even imagined that they might be classmates in New York.
But reality told him that the, a, a traveler, and didn, Luke, a, a, a, a, a, didn, and, at, didn, didn, at.
The first time he saw three-year-old Peter, Luke knew that he couldn't be the little spider's little friend, and could only be an uncle.
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However, this was not a bad thing for Peter.
Uncle Ben's kind nature caused him to encounter that fated shooting on the street.
But under the guise of benefits for the company's executives, Luke gave him the nano inner armor that saved his life.
For Peter, even if he loses the chance to become Spiderman, he would rather his uncle live.
As for going from a poor single-parent family to a middle-class family that did not have to worry about expenses, it was not too important.
Peter himself had a naturally cheerful and cheerful nature, and even if he had to catch a thief or a robber, he would still enjoy it.
Luke didn't want to interfere too much with Peter's life. After all, he was a busy man, and couldn't watch a child grow up every day.
It doesn't matter whether Peter becomes Spider-Man or not.
Superheroes were not an enviable profession.
Most otakus who fantasized about becoming superheroes only wanted to have the abilities of superheroes, not to be chivalrous.
Luke's thoughts flashed through his mind as he went through all the feelings he had experienced in the past ten years.
In the end, his gaze fell on Peter, who was sitting on the roof and eating a sandwich with his hood off. "I'll get Joseph to remind Peter about this. Just pretend that you can't see him."
There's actually no harm in becoming a superhero a little later. He mumbled to himself.
Given the mentality of the main force of the Justice League, they would gradually hand over the baton in five to ten years.
The youth team of the Ursa Minor would be in their twenties to fifties, and would have at least twenty years of working experience.
The little guys who had only just begun to be trained in the past two years would have the support of these two groups of people, and would be able to take up their posts in a decade or so.
Peter, the fledgling New York neighbor, could totally wander around for a few years before deciding on his future path.
For Luke, it wasn't difficult for him to train a reserve team in batches.
Perhaps there wouldn't be any extraordinary top-notch talents among them, but … who said that the retired old fellows couldn't fight!
The reason why they retired was mostly because of their ability to take it.
Being on the frontline meant that they were ready to deal with all kinds of extraordinary events at any time, which was very stressful.
Phil's hairline, which even Life One couldn't protect, was proof that this was a problem that even extraordinary items couldn't solve.
But he only took action when it was truly necessary, and it wasn't a problem for the retired members.
It was like fitness training; being an athlete and being a tycoon were two completely different things.
One was missions and results, and the other was hobbies and exercise.
With Life One around, the members of the main force wouldn't lose their combat strength even if they became eighty-year-old men.
Secondly, Luke himself was the real "insurance" for the Justice League.
Other people who worked hard to protect Earth might get tired in twenty to thirty years.
Luke, on the other hand, had already made plans to farm experience and credit points for two to three hundred years. Otherwise, who knew when he would be able to accumulate the trillions of experience and credit points for "maxed out"?
In any case, after his Strength broke through 140, Luke had made some headway in his research on advanced self-healing.
Even so, after Osiris analyzed his body's data, the conclusion he came up with was that it was impossible to make an accurate estimate.
That was because according to his previous calculations, Luke's current life might be infinite.
But according to the information Luke had gathered, those who could achieve infinite life didn't seem to be as weak as him.
In the end, Osiris made a conservative estimate: he could survive at least two generations of Asgardians.
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