Chapter 33: Quack! I am so strong now!
Flesh and blood manipulation?
This thing sounds like a cult, and there are no magical girls in this world. I don’t want to turn into a tentacle monster.

Anyway, the remaining 58 points of spiritual essence are of no use for the time being, so it's a good opportunity to put their remaining energy to good use.

Luke chose assimilation without hesitation.

"【Flesh Manipulation】Skill is changing"

"Assimilation success"

"【Flesh Manipulation】changed to 【Body Enhancement】"

“Skills are converging”

As the [Physical Strengthening] skill was activated, Luke felt a stream of warm currents flowing from all parts of his body, as if he was soaking in a hot spring, and all the fatigue from the battle just accumulated was swept away.

After a moment, he stood up again, clenched his fists, and felt the tremendous power surging between his muscles, as if he could kill a bull with one punch.

Now I am so strong!
Quack! Here comes another tooth fairy, let me punch your teeth out!
He was only in a swell for less than a minute before Luke's amazing wisdom immediately brought him back to his senses.

His physical fitness has now been enhanced from that of an ordinary high school student to a level that exceeds that of an adult Nico who exercises regularly.

However, it is clear that it has not exceeded human limits.

Forget about the tooth fairy. Even if he was given a cow, he would be dead with his bare hands.
It seems like I can really beat him.

quack!
I'm too hot!

Luke was the only one left on the chaotic battlefield.

This place was originally a bit remote, and a car accident had just happened. There were a few homeless people nearby and passers-by who were watching curiously, but when the M500 gunshots rang out, the American people began to hide and flee reflexively, and the area was cleared instantly.

As for the surveillance issue, perhaps in order to prevent a large amount of surveillance videos from leading to the leakage of information about monsters in the other world, the privacy laws in this world are stricter than those in the previous life. Although the relevant technology is very mature, the number of surveillance cameras in public places is pitifully small.

Luke raised his head and looked around, but there was not a single person poking around, which made the finishing work on the battlefield much easier.

In the past few days, he has communicated with Rudy and Natalia many times, and he is no longer as ignorant about the extraordinary world as before, especially about cutting and collecting spoils and cleaning up battlefields. He has learned a lot.

As for the spoils of war, unfortunately, these evil and alienated cult members basically do not produce spoils of war. Every part of their body tissues has been completely contaminated by the power of the evil gods. They are completely harmful garbage in the extraordinary world and have no recycling value at all.

As for cleaning up the battlefield, Rudy gave Luke a contact method. It was a local scavenger company with a special department responsible for cleaning up the local supernatural battlefields. The funds were paid by the Coral Territory Presbyterian Church, and they played a semi-official role in the supernatural field in this area.

This is also the belief of 80% of the American people, and even one of the prices for the president to swear an oath on the Bible.

Most of the interior of this Dodge Viper has been stained with worm slime, and the skin has been affected by the tentacles, so the exterior is damaged. It's only worth about $200,000, so I can just trade it for another car.

After calling the scavenger company, Luke took out the shatter-proof box containing the crystal ball from the trunk, zipped up the gun bag, leaned half of his body out into the river, and soaked it in the cold water, letting the flowing river water carry away the dirt on it.

The gun bag was extremely waterproof, so there was no need to worry about the contents getting damp. After a while, Luke took out the bag, put it on his back, and walked away. This was the third time he had dealt with this cult known as the "Butterfly Emerging from the Cocoon". The hatred between the two sides was simply irreconcilable.

Humph! These evil followers have already met their end!

After his body was strengthened, Luke's steps became extremely fast. The effect of [Shelter of Wind] was still lasting. Luke took a big step forward, and under the push and support of the wind, he felt as if he was flying.

Ten minutes later, they had arrived at a crowded urban area. The lightening effect disappeared, and the breeze surrounding their bodies dissipated.

Uncomfortable
Luke's body felt as if a dozen kilograms of sandbags were suddenly tied to his body. It became heavy and difficult. He continued walking along the road for more than ten minutes before he adapted to his original body.

It is true that it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

Walking back to his new home, Luke sat on the sofa in the living room, touching the cool black metal body of the M249 machine gun that had just been installed this week and was facing the door, and his heart was filled with a sense of security.

With the help of Gerard, the decoration of this house is becoming more and more beautiful!
Building your own safe house bit by bit is a very fulfilling thing.

Luke pulled out his phone and sent Natalia a message.

"Is it refined?"

Ten minutes later, my phone vibrated. It was a reply from the other party.

"It's almost ready, boss. We can deliver it tomorrow."

Anyway, he picked up his phone and opened the X app to watch some short videos and choose a concubine.

I just beat up a second-level cultist, what's wrong with enjoying myself?
The long-legged and thin-waisted young ladies in the video continue to play music and dance!
It has to be said that X's big data analysis is really successful. For example, Luke, as a spiritual Chinese, his X has been pushing him information about China.

Of course, most of it is slander.

For example, Luke has just seen one.

A black man with dreadlocks was using a rap-like tone to strongly criticize the invasion of Chinese power.

In his words, Chinese capital has become the mastermind behind controlling the American music and rap industry, forcing black rappers to sell music to listeners that leads them to commit crimes and destroy their own communities, ultimately leading to them being sent to private prisons controlled by the "Chinese".

ha?
That’s not right. I have lived in this country for more than ten years and I have hardly met a few Chinese people.

After a moment of stunned silence, his brain, which had just been in combat mode, finally came back to normal.

Hey~
So this is ah.

This is the American Internet jargon~
At this moment, Luke just wanted to find a public intellectual from his previous life, ask him to come over and translate, what the hell, freedom of speech!
(End of this chapter)