Naturally, Lord Wei wasn't jealous of Fu.
However, the Dark Knight had mysteriously come to his remote lakeside villa.
He drank his own coffee and ate his English muffin. Then, he injected Ah Fu with the potion to "recover" his body. Then, he gifted Ah Fu with a high-tech nano armor. Finally, he "transferred" a large amount of top-level combat experience into the old butler's consciousness.
Those who were unaccountably solicitous were hiding evil intentions.
Lord Wei, who had seen countless tragedies in Gotham City, knew this all too well, so there had to be some ulterior motive.
But for the moment, he and the butler couldn't find anything wrong with the "gift."
The nano armor could be taken off and studied in another secret lab, but the life potion and the combat experience in Fu's consciousness couldn't be "thrown away."
As he pondered this, Lord Wei felt a headache coming on. It seemed that he had to find this guy who had imitated him immediately and ask him what he was up to.
It just so happened that this guy had been causing a lot of trouble recently. If he hadn't been investigating Superman's whereabouts, Lord Wei would have taken the time to deal with this guy a long time ago.
On the other hand, Luke didn't feel any pressure at all. Giving him these things was purely to clear his mind.
After all, this was his hometown next door. He could take turns using these two people's images, and paying a little copyright fee wasn't worth mentioning.
Besides, it wasn't a good deal to rush things.
Fu was already past the age of knowing his destiny. Before the final result was out, he could completely remain indifferent to good and bad things.
Lord Wei wouldn't dare personally torture the old butler to death.
But Lord Wei, who was still at his peak, had enough energy to suspect all the abnormalities in his body.
As a paranoid and strong-willed super paranoid person, he might cause trouble if he wasn't careful. Not only was he ruthless toward the bad guys, he was also ruthless toward himself when necessary.
As a major capitalist, Lord Wei didn't trust the goodwill of others as much as he trusted transactions.
In the future, Luke would slowly pay him the copyright fees that he was supposed to pay through a "transaction."
Thus, this was Lord Wei's problem, not Luke's.
On the other hand, after lying low for two months, Luke had a rough understanding of the world, especially Gotham City and the metropolis that wasn't far away.
Gotham City was Lord Wei's territory, and there was a Daily Planet in the metropolis.
However, there was a Daily Planet in the metropolis. There was a reporter named Clark Kent in it. He looked rather ordinary.
Luke stayed a hundred meters away from Clark's restaurant for the whole morning, but the man didn't notice him at all.
This result was not unexpected.
Luke, who also had extraordinary perception, tried his best to restrain it in his daily life. Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to get by.
Just think about it, who would be willing to listen to the sounds of farting, burping, vomiting, and coughing hundreds of meters away, or smell those disgusting smells while enjoying delicious food?
Luke was fine. His true range of sensitivity wasn't more than one kilometer.
Anything further away would become blurry, but as long as one did not deliberately pay attention to it, it was just like background noise.
And he remembered that Superman's hearing seemed to be at the global level? Therefore, if he didn't restrain his senses, his ears would feel as if there were billions of ducks having a meeting.
Too much useless information was equivalent to no information at all.
Judging from Clark's relaxed expression, it was clear that he wasn't troubled at all. It could only be that, like Luke, he had restrained his senses.
Luke didn't "leave an impression" on this person.
Superman was a good person. The fact that he didn't make a move even when he was threatened by a bunch of American scumbags was enough to show that he had a good temper.
Of course, this couldn't simply be attributed to Superman's pedantry or the Virgin Mary.
It was just that this "god" chose to live like a normal person — at least when he wasn't saving people.
It was like how Luke saved the planet many times in his hometown next door, but still ran an obscure detective agency, even if the agency only accepted one or two "friendship" commissions every year.
Once Superman and Luke completely gave up on this kind of daily life, it was very easy for the "human" part of them to disappear.
Or, like Kamar-Taj, they basically didn't have any contact with ordinary people in society, and became an isolated small circle.
That kind of life was too boring.
Luke still liked to go out for drinks and chit chat with his old colleagues in the police department, or go to May's for fast food and family dinners.
Selina also looked for her old colleagues, Elsa and Elizabeth, to hold a girlfriends' night party, and men and dogs weren't allowed to participate. That's right. Realizing that the dog head often reported their drunken conversations to Luke, Chief Sai kicked the guy out.
In comparison, enduring this little inconvenience was just a drizzle.
Reporter Clark had to listen to a lot of complaints and dissatisfaction about Superman, and Luke could also hear his colleagues nagging about how the Dark Knight stole NYPD's work.
That was life.
After that, the Dark Knight's activities on the surface decreased, and a young man named Bruce Bell began to frequent social events. The government and the business world flourished.
A chaotic world where even the government couldn't do much about villains was simply too friendly for Luke.
What was even friendlier was that his family wasn't here, and he didn't even mind using the "half-real name" Bruce Bell.
So what if it was revealed that he was the Dark Knight in the end? The government here didn't care about a "minor" superhero.
The invincible Superman was the biggest "tall guy." If they didn't suppress him, it would be useless to deal with other superheroes.
And that wasn't even considering whether the government was strong enough. In fact, the government here was much worse than in his hometown next door, because the supervillains here were really full of "talents."
Just a few years ago, the news reported that the battle between Superman and General Zod of Krypton had turned many places into ruins.
General Zod's target had always been Superman, and Earth's losses were unintentional.
If the general's target had been a city, he could've razed it to the ground in minutes.
With such supervillains who could easily "raze" the city, nobody dared to target superheroes without any scruples.
Now that the government was weak, Luke had less to worry about, and used his mental strength to control many companies and departments behind the scenes.
In just a few months, Bruce Bell had become an upper-class figure. Also, this identity had a solid foundation and strength, and wouldn't be treated as a rookie.
Luke, who put safety first, even added a "young genius scientific inventor" to this identity.
To that end, he had even traded Ivan's earliest remote-controlled robot soldier technology for a lot of things.
That way, Bruce Bell's net worth of hundreds of millions now had an open and reasonable source of legal income.
When he wanted to get in touch with a certain upper-class figure, he could easily track them down.
The money ability had been very useful in his hometown next door, and it was even more useful in the DC world where crime was rampant.
In short, you could do whatever you wanted with money.
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