Extra: Fantasy Journey VI

(Thanks to the head 1996 Ao Da Miao for his strong support of this book)

(Thanks to the strong support of this book by the head of the hero)

A Fu (original name is too long, it is convenient to use this nickname) frowned, and his hand behind him pressed the surface of the watch on his wrist to activate the emergency alarm.

Then he calmly grabbed the kitchen knife on the stage in his hand: "Your Excellency, it's not polite to enter without asking."

Luke strolled closer: "Sorry, I just wanted to see what the original looks like..."

Ah Fu didn't quite understand what the "original version" meant, and he wasn't worried about his own safety, but he was afraid that the sleeping young master would be attacked by surprise.

Immediately, the housekeeper's heart sank: the watch did not return a prompt to activate the alarm.

At this time, Luke also came to the front, but lightly placed his palm on Alfred's shoulder.

The body of this loyal butler was imprisoned by invisible power, and there was no chance to even move the kitchen knife in his hand.

Luke took the knife out of his hand, put it back on the kitchen counter, and looked at the unfinished sandwich with a little regret: "It looks like there's only coffee."

Ah Fu's eyes flickered: "There are freshly baked English muffins in the oven."

Luke glanced at the housekeeper with a smile, and did not let go of the hand on his shoulder, but the two of them went over to take out the muffins together.

The second-level clone has been one-armed for many years, and doing things with one hand will not cause much trouble.

A'Fu could only watch Luke put coffee and muffins on a large plate with one hand with surprised eyes.

Like the housekeeper controlled by the other hand, it can't get rid of the control at all, and can only follow along obediently.

When he came outside, he pressed Ah Fu on the transparent lakeside porch chair and sat down before Luke let go.

The butler tried it and found that he still couldn't move his body.

It's just different from the feeling of being restrained just now, it's more like the body is not responding to the instructions of the brain.

Faced with this situation, he still didn't lose his cool head, just watched Luke enjoy the brunch... snacks he prepared for the young master without saying a word.

Luke tasted the craftsmanship of the housekeeper,

I gave it a 7 out of 10.

He can't taste the high level of coffee, but English muffins are probably a little higher than their earliest smart kitchen craftsmanship.

Given the level of diet here in the United States, Ah Fu is still a housekeeper and a part-time chef, and his craftsmanship is already very strong.

Mr. Wei is really blessed by the eighth generation of ancestors, and has such a caring, versatile and absolutely trusted butler.

Thinking about Luke himself again, he has cultivated a game director, but he has no culinary talent at all, and he has to cook for her.

Fortunately, other than that, the director of the competition is no worse than A Fu, and it is eye-catching and easy to use.

Just as the butler's expression became more subtle, Luke ate a plate of eight muffins in less than thirty seconds.

He picked up the coffee again, took a sip, and removed the sweetness of the muffin. He looked at Alfred: "Sorry, I came abruptly, but you only have goodwill towards Alfred."

A-Fu hummed and made a sound of listening.

He had to delay as much as possible, so that at least Mr. Wei who was sleeping could get up suddenly.

Luke's thoughts on Ah Fu were clear, but he really didn't come to pretend, so he went straight to the point: "Well, since I saw 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.

Opening the alley, he took out a rapid injection gun and four Life-Ones glowing ruby ​​red. He inserted two of them into the injection gun and aimed it at Ah Fu's neck.

A few seconds later, the two Life Ones were all injected.

Luke got up, walked to A'Fu's side, stretched a hand behind him, and activated the light of life.

The hazy white light came on, and the old housekeeper felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, his body was warm, and the pain and discomfort all over his body disappeared quickly after getting older.

He turned his head to look at Luke beside him in surprise: "You are..."

Luke chuckled: "You are injected with the life potion, just treat it as... um, the copyright fee for you and Bruce Wayne. There are two life potions in the box for him, and this one is also yours."

He took out a black-gray object about the size of a mobile phone from the small box and stuck it on Alfred's left wrist: "Start the permission confirmation program, the sole owner of the permission, Alfred Pennyworth."

Following the command, the small square suddenly turned into a black-gray semi-liquid substance, extending from Alfred's wrist to his entire body.

The old butler was completely stunned.

Because Luke's actions really don't look like revenge. After all, it's enough to torture people in one way. At most, it's a rotation. There's no need to play so many tricks at the same time.

But it's not over yet.

Before the nano inner armor spread to A Fu's head, Luke put a finger between his eyebrows: "By the way, and this..."

The old butler lost consciousness as soon as his finger landed, so he didn't hear the second half of the sentence: "The software package must also keep up. After all, Alfred, who can't beat people, is not a good housekeeper."

...

After some time, Ah Fu regained consciousness.

Thinking of the strange young man, he shook his body, opened his eyes suddenly, and glanced left and right.

He was still sitting on the chair on the glass porch by the lake, and the dishes, coffee pot, used coffee cups, and... the small silver box on the small table next to him were all in the same place.

Except for the young man and the small silver box that had become closed, everything was the same as before he lost consciousness.

Ah Fu did not hesitate, and immediately pressed his watch.

After a while, looking at the confused young master standing in front of him, the butler said solemnly, "Master, we have to confirm some things first."

After various tests, no abnormal small silver box was found to be left on the glass porch, only the two life potions inside were brought into the basement to start testing.

Also being tested was the housekeeper who was in a tense state, and the nano inner armor on his body.

In less than half an hour, Bruce Wayne subtly watched the old butler who leaped like a flying in the training ground, with infinite strength, even one-word horses, continuous somersaults, body groups, and twists that were comparable to top gymnasts. A trough in my heart: What the hell, that damn guy can't be some kind of devil, right?

Give strength and health, but it will take away the soul of the contractor in time. This is the devil's habitual routine.

But the technology content in that set of nano inner armor is too high, and it is in the same line with human technology. At most, the cold nuclear fusion energy source the size of a rice grain is very unscientific.

But as long as you think about those Kryptonian spacecraft that nearly destroyed the Earth, the emergence of "merely" cold nuclear fusion technology is not a big deal.

In the end, all the questions are still back to the original point - why did the guy who left the maker "Dark Knight" in the Nano Armor "give them away" such a big benefit?

What's even weirder is that this recently extremely ferocious dark knight seems to pay more attention to... A'Fu?