(Thanks to Zhangmen 1996 Ao Da Miao for his strong support for this book)
(Thanks to Zhangmen Hero for his strong support for this book)
Ah Fu (his original name is too long, so it’s more convenient to use this nickname) frowned, and with his hands behind his back, he pressed the face of the watch on his wrist, activating the emergency alarm.
Then he calmly grabbed the kitchen knife on the table and said, "Sir, it is not polite to come in without invitation."
Luke walked over and said, "Sorry, I just wanted to see the original version..."
Ah Fu didn’t quite understand what the “original version” meant. He wasn’t worried about his own safety, but he was afraid that the sleeping young master would be attacked.
Immediately, the butler's heart sank: the watch did not send back any notification that the alarm was activated.
At this time, Luke also came up and gently placed his palm on Alfred's shoulder.
The body of this loyal butler was restrained by an invisible force, and he didn't even have a chance to move the kitchen knife in his hand.
Luke took the knife from him and put it back on the kitchen counter. He looked at the unfinished sandwich with a little regret: "It seems that only coffee is left."
Ah Fu's eyes flickered: "There are freshly baked English muffins in the oven."
Luke smiled and glanced at the butler, but did not release his hand on his shoulder. Instead, they went over together to take out the muffins.
The second-level clone has had one arm for many years, so doing things with one hand does not cause much trouble.
Ah Fu could only look in surprise as Luke placed coffee and muffins on a large plate with one hand.
It is like a butler controlled by another hand. It is completely unable to break free from control and can only follow obediently.
They came outside and pushed Ah Fu to sit on the transparent chair on the lakeside porch before Luke let go of his hand.
The butler tried, but found that he still couldn't move his body.
But unlike the feeling of being restrained just now, now it is more like the body is not responding to the commands of the brain.
Faced with this situation, he still did not lose his cool head, but just watched Luke enjoy the brunch he prepared for the young master without saying a word...
Luke tasted the Butler's cooking and gave it a score of 7.
He couldn’t tell how good the coffee was, but the English muffins were probably a little better than his earliest smart kitchen appliance.
Considering the food standards in the United States, Ah Fu is still a housekeeper and also does some cooking work. It is already very impressive that his cooking skills have reached this level.
Mr. Wei was truly blessed by his ancestors to have such a caring, versatile, and absolutely trustworthy butler.
Then think about Luke himself, he trained a Director Sai, who had no talent for cooking at all, and he still had to cook for her.
Fortunately, apart from this, Director Sai is no worse than Ah Fu in other aspects, and he is both pleasing to the eye and useful.
As the butler's expression became increasingly subtle, Luke finished a plate of eight muffins in less than thirty seconds.
He picked up the coffee again and took a sip to get rid of the sweetness of the muffin. He looked at Alfred and said, "I'm sorry, I came here rather abruptly, but I have only good intentions for you, Alfred."
Ah Fu hummed and pretended to listen attentively.
He had to delay the time as much as possible so that at least the sleeping Master Wei would have a chance to wake up suddenly.
Luke knew exactly what Ah Fu was thinking, but he really wasn't here to show off, so he got straight to the point: "Well, now that I've seen you, I won't bother you any more."
As he spoke, he picked up a small silver box from the left and placed it on the table.
He opened the alley and pulled out a rapid injection gun and four ruby-red Life No. 1s. He inserted two of them into the injection gun and shot at Ah Fu's neck.
After a few seconds, both Life No. 1 injections were completed.
Luke stood up, walked to Alfu, stretched a hand behind him, and activated the light of life.
A dim white light came on, and the old butler felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring. His whole body was warm, and the aches and discomforts in various parts of his body that he had experienced as he aged were quickly disappearing.
He turned his head in confusion and looked at Luke beside him: "What are you doing..."
Luke chuckled. "What I injected into you was a life potion. Just think of it as...well, royalties for you and Bruce Wayne. There are two more life potions in the box for him, and this one is yours too."
He took out a black-gray object about the size of a mobile phone from the small box and put it on Alfred's left wrist: "Start the permission confirmation procedure, the only permission holder is Alfred Pennyworth."
Following the command, the small cube suddenly turned into a black-gray semi-liquid substance, spreading from Alfred's wrist to his entire body.
The old butler was completely confused.
Because Luke's actions did not seem like revenge. After all, if you want to torture someone, one method is enough, and you can use them in rotation at most. There is no need to use so many tricks at the same time.
But that’s not all.
Before the nano armor spread to Ah Fu's head, Luke pointed a finger at his forehead and said, "Oh, and this..."
The old butler lost consciousness where his fingers landed, so he didn't hear the second half of the sentence: "Software must also keep up. After all, Alfred, who doesn't hit people, is not a good butler."
…
After an unknown amount of time, Ah Fu regained consciousness.
Thinking of the young man with strange behavior, his body trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.
He was still in his chair on the glass porch by the lake, and on the small table beside him were the plates, the coffee pot, the used coffee cups, and... the small silver box, all in their previous positions.
Except for the young man and the small silver box that was closed, everything else was no different from before he lost consciousness.
Ah Fu did not hesitate and immediately pressed the watch.
After a moment, looking at the confused young master standing in front of him, the butler said solemnly: "Young master, we have to confirm some things first."
After various tests, the small silver box that showed no abnormalities was left in the glass porch, and only the two life potions inside were taken into the basement for testing.
Also undergoing the test were the Butler Man who had gone through a tense state, and the nano inner armor on his body.
In less than half an hour, Bruce Wayne looked with a subtle expression at the old butler who was leaping and flying in the training ground with great strength, and even doing splits, continuous somersaults, tucks and turns comparable to top gymnasts. He thought to himself: Damn it, is that damn guy a devil
It gives strength and health, but will take away the soul of the contracted person at some point. This is the devil's habitual routine.
But the technological content of that set of nano-inner armor is too high, and it is in line with human technology. At most, the cold nuclear fusion energy source is the size of a grain of rice, which is very unscientific.
But if you think about those Kryptonian spaceships that almost destroyed the Earth, the emergence of "mere" cold fusion technology is not a big deal.
Finally, all the problems come back to the starting point - why would the guy who left the creator "Dark Knight" in the nano armor "give" them such a big benefit for free
What’s even weirder is that this Dark Knight who has been so powerful recently seems to care more about... Alfu