On this trip to Dallas, Luke had pissed off a super bigshot, Mephisto, who was already on the crimson three-star enemy list.
When the old man returned to Earth in ten years, the first thing he would do was try to kill Luke.
Next time, the old man probably wouldn't be stupid enough to play mind attacks with him.
Of course, Luke had to work hard.
For stopping the attack tonight, the system gave him almost 3,000 experience and credit points.
Host's experience: 10200/100000
Credit: 29000
Just this reward alone was worth it for him to work all night.
Everything was calm for the next two days.
At the second charity show in Los Angeles, there were no gangsters who attacked them.
Luke, however, didn't give up.
At night, he and Selina went out again and took down a few gang nests in a row.
However, unlike before, these gangs were all involved in black market arms sales, and explosives were also part of their business scope.
Selina didn't feel anything as she watched Luke beat those guys up.
The weapons and ammunition they sold had caused countless murders. It was already too merciful of them not to be killed.
Breaking seven or eight bones was just a small problem. In any case, the bones could grow back. That was what the L.A. Knee Breaker had always thought.
That night, after a few hours of work, the two of them sat on the rooftop of an apartment building and enjoyed the night view of Los Angeles.
These two weren't famous, and they weren't afraid of being discovered. Even if they were, they would be thought of as young cosplayers.
Work was important, but so was adjusting their mindset.
"We've cleaned up half of the bigger black-market gangs in Los Angeles, and there are no leads. Could it be that those guys who carried out the attack brought explosives from somewhere else? "She asked.
After a brief silence, Luke nodded. "It's possible. We've found information on those three. They came from over there, and haven't contacted anyone here. The accomplices they mentioned are very well-hidden. It's normal that they didn't look for the gangs in Los Angeles. "
Selina sighed. "Then, didn't we work for nothing these past few days?"
Luke chuckled. "Not really. At least we know that these guys are very cautious. We'll just have to pay more attention in the future."
As he spoke, he looked at the information in the system.
Host's experience: 15500/100000
Points: 34300
Even if he didn't do anything, he would still get a guaranteed 50% of the experience and credit points. How could this be called working for nothing?
Over the past few days, Robert, the retired police chief who had been traveling, had finally beaten up a few thieves. Only then was the EXP share of the 1-star teammates determined.
10%！ Luke could only share one-tenth of the experience and credit points earned by one-star teammates.
Given Robert's leisurely style in Shackelford Town, this one-star teammate wouldn't be able to provide as much experience and credit points as Selina could in a week even if she worked hard for a year.
But in terms of numbers, any teammate was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
Luke was truly lucky to have raised Selina into a three-star teammate.
The two of them had compatible personalities. There was no conflict in their worldview, and they could understand each other.
Along the way, the trust between the two gradually deepened, and only then did they become three stars.
Dustin, Elsa, Y'lisabet, and Harrison should've helped Luke when he really needed them, but they didn't pass the teammate test.
Luke speculated that their relationship with him was still a little lacking.
These were all adults with their own worldviews. It would be very difficult for their relationship with Luke to advance by leaps and bounds. He could only leave everything to time.
Also, while the share of three-star teammates was high, it was too difficult to specially train one.
He wouldn't waste too much time deliberately pursuing high-level teammates.
In terms of sustainable development, Luke's best choice was still the same old saying: cast the net wide, catch more fish, and select the best.
As long as he had enough one-star teammates, he would also be able to continuously gain experience and credit points, which was more efficient than working hard on his own.
Time was fair to everyone.
No matter how strong Luke was, he only had twenty-four hours a day, and wouldn't have a second more than others.
Thinking of this, he remembered a certain three bear girls.
Stacy, the clone girl, and the Cassidy twins had already been training at the temporary base for a week. It was time for him to show his face, or the bump on Miss Stacy's head would never disappear.
The next night, Luke went to the temporary base alone.
When he reached the door, he rang the doorbell.
Ding dong!
The doorbell rang, and the three girls, who were still training in the house, didn't react for a moment.
They had been in this remote place for a week, and no visitors had come.
Only four or five thieves had tried to pry open the door, but before they could do anything, they had been electrocuted by Butterfly using the yard's defenses.
While dealing with the thieves, Butterfly would thoughtfully inform them, "Guys, there's some trash outside that needs to be thrown out."
The three of them would go out and throw the unlucky thieves into the dumpster in the corner of the street, where they would sleep for a few hours.
At that moment, the doorbell suddenly rang, and Stacy, who specialized in combat training, didn't react for a moment.
Stephanie, who was reading a book, was a little more attentive. She was stunned for a moment before she exclaimed, "That sounds like the doorbell?"
"Yes, Stephanie. The wizard is outside. Do you need me to open the door? "Butterfly's gentle voice rang out.
Inside the room, the three girls were all stunned, and then there was a flurry of activity.
This room was usually completely sealed, and it was impossible to see anything from the outside.
It was summer, and there were no neighbors here. In order to make it easier for them to train, they were all dressed very lightly, and only had two pieces of clothing to cover their bodies.
Meeting the mysterious "wizard" like this would make them feel very insecure.
In less than two minutes, the three girls put on T-shirts and shorts, gathered at the door, and looked at each other.
It was Stephanie who asked, "Can you open the door and let him in?"
Artemis didn't say anything. Stacy gritted her teeth. "I've been waiting for him for a long time. Hmph! Butterfly, open the door. "
"Yes, Miss Stacy," replied Butterfly.
The door opened silently, and a pitch-black figure stood in front of it.
Seeing the three girls in the room, he took off his Zorro hat and bowed slightly in front of his chest. "Good evening, the three of you." His voice was surprisingly London.
The three girls didn't say anything and just stared at him.
"Can I come in first? You should have a lot of questions for me, "the man said unhurriedly, putting on his hat.
Stephanie nodded blankly. "Yes, of course."
The corners of Luke's mouth curled up under his mask. This sister with the lion's roar was the easiest to get a hint, and was very suitable as a breakthrough point.
After he entered the room, Butterfly immediately closed the door.
Luke gestured. "Let's sit down and talk, okay?"
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