Chapter 1428: Bat Cave, Transactions and Ma.s.s Production

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More than 1,000 patrol officers and detectives had resigned in New York recently. Many of them would try security services or become a P.I. first, which would have a huge impact on current security guards.

Mr. Riddle Luke hence didnt have to worry too much about the security guards clas.h.i.+ng with Mr. Hammersmith Frank.

For the sake of being paid, they would listen to him.

Leaving the head of the security team to comfort his colleagues, Luke and Frank scanned the factory after they entered.

Luke then ordered, Bobo, open the second zone.

Yes, sir. A cheerful voice rang out.

The corners of Franks eyes twitched. He suddenly remembered watching a cartoon with his children this voice was very similar to the nattering of a certain annoying little gremlin in the cartoon.

Of course, his kids had really liked that little yellow square chatterbox.

He hesitated for a moment, but didnt say anything.

This was someone elses place, and it wasnt his place to criticize it. At least, not right now.

At Lukes order, another door nearby opened.

They walked into another huge room.

Different from the warehouse behind the first door, this was clearly the real works.p.a.ce. It contained various processing equipment, ready for use at any time.

A long section had been walled up on one side, and through the gla.s.s, Frank could see what was inside. It was clearly a living and training area.

He walked over to what looked like a store room next to the living area. It was empty when he opened it.

Luke ordered, Enter the Bat Cave.

The floor of the room suddenly started to sink.

Frank finally couldnt help but ask, Bat Cave? So Batman lives here too?

Luke nodded, then shook his head. This is just a base, mainly for manufacturing equipment. Unless its necessary, this place wont be open to anyone for a long time.

As if he knew what Frank wanted to say, he added, The Bat Cave, forever hidden in the shadows. Thats probably what it means.

As they spoke, the room-like elevator stopped and a wall opened to reveal the so-called Bat Cave.

Different from the top, the equipment here was more advanced, and Frank didnt recognize a lot of them at all.

The workshop on the surface was mainly for ordinary processing. Although the machines were advanced, they were only at a normal level.

This underground base, on the other hand, was where Luke made special equipment himself. It could be used to repair and modify armor and other equipment, and to provide medical treatment and carry out all sorts of physical checkups.

This Bat Cave base wasnt as high-tech as what Elenas drawings hinted at; it only had equipment sitting on the ground.

These were all outdated products that Luke had used previously to manufacture his first and second generation armor. He barely used them now, so it was a good opportunity to bring them over.

Frank and Damon should be able to use these things, as well as Donnie.

However, since that female reporter, April, was quite unreliable, Donnie wouldnt be able to come here for the time being, which was a pity.

That little guy was quite talented with machines and electronics. After some study, he would be able to do upkeep on the armor.

But that would probably be after the Battle of New York.

After bringing Frank here, Luke simply explained how Bobo, the A.I. program in charge of this base, could be used, before he got up and left.

He had a lot to do. Frank needed to know more about the base before he could formulate a plan.

Until then, it was useless for Luke to hang around. In any case, Bobo had all the necessary information.

After watching Luke leave, Frank was silent for a moment before he finally said, Bobo.

Here, Mr. Hammersmith. Bobos cheerful voice rang out again.

Frank: Can you change that voice?

Bobo: Yes. If you need to, you can designate a new template.

Franks eyes flickered for a long moment, before he finally shook his head. Well leave it for now.

Bobo: Yes, Mr. Hammersmith.

Two days later, Luke picked up the raw materials which Tony had left at a remote pier in New Jersey.

As for how he emptied the cargo s.h.i.+p, let that guy rack his brain over it.

After checking, he found that not only had Tony given him a lot of things, he had even given him 20% more, mainly because some of the raw materials couldnt be purchased in secret so easily.

That saved Luke a lot of trouble.

In return, Batman gave him two more shots of Life 1 and two Life Daggers.

Tony could continue studying the former, and the latter would give him more life-saving options.

For wealthy people, the most precious thing to them was obviously life. Tony wasnt losing out with this deal.

It took s.h.i.+ELD about a week to get back to Luke, and with only a small portion of goods.

Luke didnt say anything.

Tony had already filled the gaps.

Both Tony and Nick Fury were seriously paranoid.

However, there was no doubt that Tony was still a man of integrity, and wasnt stingy with repaying those who had helped him.

Nick Fury, on the other hand, was calculative by nature, always wanting to reap huge benefits at the least cost.

That was why the only things he could get were two Light Daggers, enchanted bullets, and a small amount of battery-powered exoskeleton machines.

The goods from s.h.i.+ELD had yet to arrive, but that didnt prevent Luke from starting production.

With the help of the A.I. program, Luke created several a.s.sembly lines which immediately ate a lot of raw materials and spat out a lot of finished products.

Luke worked overtime to create and test the products.

Although they were a little rough, that didnt affect normal use.

Compared with the armor, these things were consumables. There was no need to make them too good.

He wasnt like the tyc.o.o.n, and didnt need to pursue perfection.

Ivan was also roped in to produce various components.

Ivan didnt complain about this treatment. Instead, he asked with great interest if Luke was getting ready to fight a huge battle.

Luke simply replied, Yes, get ready. Dont go looking for threesomes in the bar all day.

Ivan gave him the middle finger before going back to work.

Ever since the attack by the test subjects, he had savored a new feeling.

Of course, it wasnt pride at protecting people.

Ivan liked the feeling of being admired and praised.

A certain tyc.o.o.ns performance last time hadnt been as eye-catching as his. Even if the tyc.o.o.n had saved more people, so what?

Also, after the attack, Ivan realized that Batmans att.i.tude toward him had improved a lot. He even bantered with him.

The gist of it was basically: As long as you continue to do good, you can play however you want.

This boosted Ivans ego.