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Seemingly eager to complete Connors's "Green of All Things" with haste, "Poison Ivy" Ivy barely missed a chance. As long as she felt like she had nothing to do for the moment, and Connors happened to be idle, she would come over and ask, "Do you want to do business?"
By now, "Catwoman" Selina had an almost conditioned response to that quote.
Harley Quinn pouted her butt excitedly, and with her upper body in the gap between the driver's seat and the co-pilot, she kept asking if there was anything else to do. How do you say this to Harley? Connors wasn't afraid that Harley would be jealous; that wasn't the case for him with his Melon-eating System. It's just that his and "Poison Ivy"'s current relationship was weird.
Although "Poison Ivy" wanted to become "Swamp Thing" herself, or simply let Connors become "Swamp Thing," she, as the only creature in the world besides him who possessed the Green of All Things, was resorting to a rather intimate method to make it grow. But on Connors's side, he was almost certain that "Poison Ivy" would come up obediently and wait for the "flower arrangement" whenever and wherever he beckoned, no matter what was going on around him. She obviously looked like a cold, royal sister, and her aura was the strongest among the women he had seen so far, but this…
Connors was in a trance from the huge contrast. Seeing "Poison Ivy" still looking at her with a smile, she said with a prankish mentality, "Call me master."
"Why? Red, don't bully Ivy—" Harley Quinn wondered, but soon fell back into self-doubt. "If Red bullies Ivy, who the hell can I help?"
"Poison Ivy" Ivy still looked like a cold, royal sister. Her bright red hair shook in the wind blown by the supercar's air conditioner. She said with almost no hesitation, "Master."
"Catwoman" Selina, who was sitting in the back row and pretending to be fine, was shocked and did not dare to move. Her eyes only dared to stay on the scenery outside the window as it kept retreating.
"…" Connors glanced at the femme fatale in the co-pilot and the little madman poking her head over. "Harley, you come drive. I'm going to do something… else."
With that, Connors jumped out of the moving supercar window just in time to get into the back of an oncoming taxi. The taxi driver had been taking a guest to the suburbs, but was caught off guard when someone jumped in, making his heart skip a beat with fear. Through the rearview mirror, he discovered that the person who had suddenly appeared in the back seat was Connors. He became so angry he was about to burst, and he hardly hesitated to pull a gun out of his coat.
After Connors sat in, he discovered that besides him in the back seat, there was a female passenger in a ladies' suit who seemed to be a lawyer. The female passenger had a good appearance, but Connors's heart was not on her. He had also seen the other person's appearance clearly when the taxi driver gritted his teeth, and said with a smile, "What a coincidence. It's you again."
It was the same guy who had taken advantage of the opportunity to solicit customers in the suburbs and had tried to resell a gun. And he had thought at first that the driver's business was not good and he could help him. Without the slightest hesitation, the gun pulled out by the driver was disabled by Connors's "Trick" and "Lockpicking" grandmaster abilities, turning off the safety. Then with a bang, the driver was thrown out.
"Ahhhh! You beast!" The taxi driver was so hateful that he wanted to kill Connors on the spot. He got up from the ground in pain and fired two shots at the taxi, regardless of being in the motor vehicle lane. It was of no use, however; the vehicle had gone far.
"Where are you going?" Connors said as he sat in the driver's seat and looked through the rearview mirror at the female passenger. After experiencing a series of things like a gun being pulled, a carjacking, and being embarrassed, the female passenger did not panic at all and said in a somewhat lively voice, "I'm going to New York."
"…Then you go by yourself. I will at most drop you off at a place with a car," Connors had no plans to go to New York now. Although there was "Black Widow" Natasha, "Spider-Silk" Cindy Moon, "Mr. Fantastic" Reed, and other superheroes, there would certainly be no shortage of melons. But you had to eat melons step by step. You couldn't lose sight of the big picture for a minor gain. Currently, there were still melons from Bane and Killer Croc in Gotham that he hadn't eaten. Among the addresses Superman had told him yesterday, he had confirmed the location of Killer Croc, about twenty meters below Bane.
"No problem, but the fare… who should I pay?" The female passenger, wearing a silver-gray lady's suit with black-rimmed glasses and a married woman's hairstyle, hesitated.
"Pay for this car. Who else can you give it to?" Connors replied.
Forty minutes later, throwing the change paid by the female passenger onto the dashboard, Connors turned the car around and headed in the direction where Bane and Killer Croc were. On arriving there, Connors aimed at a large tree on the side of the road and parked the car on top of the tree.
[Eat Melon Today: The Laughing Man Incident - Batman is in jail][Eat melon today: Doing Business][Eat melon today: Harley Quinn's Shining Hour]
Every time Connors had submitted a melon-eating task before, he had waited until the last moment of the day, but today was different. Without any hesitation, he submitted the "Laughing Man" melon-eating task. While the system gave rewards, it also fully upgraded.
[Eat Melon Today: The Laughing Man Incident - Batman is in jail][Melon-eating reward: Precise Control]
Like the previous abilities—"Lockpicking Master," "Little Trick Master," "Hypnosis," "Grass Decoy," etc.—the rewards received by the Melon-eating System seemed to be innate. There was no proficiency system, except for "the Green of All Things," which had a percentage suffix, so Connors just practiced on the next-door neighbor's cactus from time to time.
Precise control, as the name suggested, was self-explanatory. It was equivalent to a small upgrade of all his rewards, allowing him to take control of his body to a higher level. Connors knew that even if he closed his eyes, turned in seventy or eighty circles, and continued to close his eyes after stopping, he would be able to write unusually neat characters on paper.
Not a bad ability… Connors opened the door, jumped out of the tree, and walked towards where Bane was, while continuing to check on the changes to the upgraded system.
[New feature: Backtracking][After the relationship with any creature reaches a certain level, you can selectively enter the other party's memory fragments, requiring the other party's consent]
…The only purpose of this thing is that one day if I really can't eat melons, I can eat melons in other people's memories? Connors remained silent and continued to watch.
[Automatically summarize today's big melon and submit automatically]
This upgrade came just in time to avoid the situation of not knowing which submission to choose after eating several large melons in one day.
[Reward upgrade: Mortal-level rewards will no longer appear]
Mortal-level rewards… that meant things like hypnosis, intermediate MMA, human body limits, and the money from when he first crossed over. The fact that these would no longer appear in the system meant that Connors's hard power would take a leap. At the same time, he could eat melons more and more unscrupulously. For example, after General Zod came to Earth, he could stand next to him with a black umbrella and help shade the old man without fear of being beaten.
Having seen the changes after the system upgrade, Connors had also gone to Bane's location. It was a semi-abandoned chemical factory warehouse with huge iron doors closed. He banged on it with his hand.
"Room service!"
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