Tony Stark had the backing of Stark Industries' research, and it was much easier to obtain technology and various raw materials than Luke.
Take palladium, for example; Tony could easily get his hands on it.
He could also use the plasma thruster at any time.
Luke, on the other hand, didn't have that luxury.
Whether it was the radioactive nuclear material or the plasma thruster, they were all core secrets of the American military industry.
Stark Industries was a major arms dealer to begin with, and specialized in such products.
Even if Luke produced it, the moment he used it, he would be hunted down by various American intelligence agencies.
Anyone with a little common sense would know the answer to rocket propellers.
Unlike a certain tycoon who was building a suit of armor out of interest, Luke had always had a clear goal in mind.
He wouldn't blindly pursue luxury and advancement; he would only choose the path that suited him best.
Thus, in order to avoid being noticed by a certain tycoon, and to avoid other people noticing the high similarity in their technology, he deliberately cut out most of the test product's abilities.
Luke had already taken Batman's high-profile appearance into consideration.
Going to New York was an inevitable choice.
But the Ghost Butcher disappeared from Los Angeles, and appeared in New York not long after, which coincided with Luke's transfer.
Anyone who paid attention to Luke and used a little data analysis would be able to discover this astonishing coincidence.
As the old saying went: too many coincidences basically proved that they weren't coincidences.
There weren't many idiots in the intelligence department, and Luke didn't expect them to be stupid.
Thus, Luke had used Batman's identity to make a high-profile appearance last night because he wanted to use it as a new identity to fight criminals in the next few months and completely stop the Ghost Butcher's operation.
At the same time, the fact that Batman loved to save people and didn't kill them would be a stark contrast to the Ghost Butcher's style of disappearing as a family.
In any case, crippling criminals wouldn't be much less effective than killing them, and would even be more intimidating.
In real life, if an ordinary person suffered a comminuted fracture in one of their joints, it was very likely that they would lose part of their ability to work.
If they broke a few more joints, it would be difficult for them to walk for the rest of their lives, and it would already be good if they could take care of themselves.
Even if they really ran into a super bad guy who could "take a beating," and would be able to jump around again in half a month, Luke would deal with him alone.
After all, Grandpa was just Batman!
Luke wasn't just Batman!
…
After two o 'clock in the afternoon, the house regained its liveliness.
Selina had already gone to the training room. Claire, the little monkey, woke up a little later and went to train as well.
Blake, who was in the living room, was also awakened by the slight noise made by Claire. Since he had nothing to do, he also went to the training room to watch.
Blake was startled by what he saw.
She and Claire had met at the high school cheerleading competition last year, and the reason was very dramatic.
Because the two of them were initially on opposing sides, the cheerleaders they represented happened to be competitors. In the end, Claire's side lost.
As a result, someone from Blake's team mocked them, and the two teams almost started a war of words.
Claire, the cheerleader of Knox Middle School, stood up and said that the two sides could fight one on one.
If the opponent didn't dare to fight, then he would compete with other things like skateboarding, rock climbing, parkour, etc.
In the end, Claire singled out several girls from Blake's side.
From skateboarding and parkour to the final brawl, the other party was completely defeated.
After all, Claire was Luke's true love. Claire had also learned the simplest and most practical Brazilian jiu-jitsu from him. In less than five seconds, she locked her opponent's arm in a cross-lock.
In the end, the winner of the cheerleading competition left dejectedly, while Claire's side, which had lost the competition, was overjoyed.
The next day, Blake found Clare alone and had a fight with her.
It wasn't a fierce fight, but it took Claire a lot of effort for her to subdue Blake.
After the fight, Claire asked Blake why she wanted to have a duel in private.
Blake bluntly said that her father had taught her to help those in need if she had the ability, and not to use it to fight.
The conflict had been provoked by her teammates. She didn't approve of their behavior, but she couldn't stop them. After all, she was alone and not the captain.
She had only come to compete with Claire because she didn't want Claire to look down on her school.
After that, the two of them went their separate ways, but they often contacted each other on the phone. They had more in common than ordinary classmates.
Because of that, Blake had always felt that Claire was very strong.
But today, when she saw Claire and Selina training, she was easily pinned to the ground by the hot Latino beauty like a kitten. She wasn't as "fierce" as she had been in the fight with Blake at all.
Claire, on the other hand, was used to it. She had been taught a lot by Selina recently, and it wasn't embarrassing at all.
From her conversation with Selina, Claire knew that Selina had fought a lot of brutal criminals in the past few months.
It was only natural that she couldn't beat such professionals.
After Blake came in, Claire simply dragged her to train with her.
"If you're in a bad mood, you should exercise more. You'll feel better after sweating a bit," said Claire.
Half an hour later, Blake was sweating profusely as he sat on the edge of the bed.
Looking at Selina and Claire, who were fighting again, she could only concede defeat.
She was far inferior to Claire in terms of physical strength and fighting skills.
After Claire's training was over, Blake took the mineral water that Selina gave them and asked curiously, "Selina, is Luke as good as you?"
Selina, who was wiping her sweat, burst into laughter and looked at her. "Are you kidding me?"
Blake was stunned. "Huh?"
Selina wiped her mouth with a towel. "He taught me all my fighting skills. How could I possibly beat him?"
Nobody in this world can beat him! She added inwardly.
Blake's mouth fell open. "He taught you?"
Selina shrugged. "Claire's Brazilian jiu-jitsu was taught by him in middle school."
Blake looked at Claire, who nodded in affirmation. "When I first met you, Luke only taught me a few basics of Brazilian jiu-jitsu for an hour or two a month. Hehe, I didn't want to learn it back then. I didn't think it was a good idea to hit people. "
Blake was lost for words. Why do I suddenly feel so weak?
Looking at her face, Selina smiled. "He's a detective. He's a professional at fighting. You're ordinary students, and girls at that. It's enough for you to learn some self-defense. Let's go out for lunch. "
After the three girls came out and showered, Selina was already at the table. "Wait, the food is almost ready."
Blake looked at the empty dining table with a suspicious expression.
Noticing her expression, Selina coughed and said, "Luke likes to cook. Of course, it's just cooking. That's Claire and I'm doing the dishes. "
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