Leiva and Mia eventually left. Luke crawled into bed. All was forgotten as his groggy and bruised mug faced the pillow. He crashed.
The next morning, his alarm went off. Waking up, he petted Razer Tsunami before moving around. Finding his passable breakfast, he quickly ate before going taking a 5- minute shower before teleporting directly to his lab.
The four clones were waiting. He looked at them and smiled. They had undergone treatment as requested.
Smiling, he jumped in the box. He had an hour before the community meeting. It was time to jump in. He assigned the machine two tasks for now: eye replacement and Biobot creation.
The machine began to work. First, it replaced his eyes. Replacing his deep ocean-blues, it turned his right eye to a milky blue with golden flecks. His left eye added the same golden flecks, but a deep dark purple iris surrounded them.
The blue eye was a 'Celestial Sight' eye. It allowed him to 'see everything under the heavens.'
The violet eye was a 'Celestial Sovereign' eye. It allowed him to 'look down on everything below the heavens.'
His hope was that the two eyes would merge and form the golden 'Eyes of the Imperial Celestial' that he desperately desired. A phenomenon of heaven and earth, he was unable to add them to his body. He could only get close and hope for the best.
Next, the biobots began to infiltrate his bloodstream. A strong recovery mechanism, they enhanced his
Now, as long as he had all his body parts, the biobots could stitch them back together. And hey, it was better than regrowing back from the beginning.
Once the job was completed, he had about five minutes left.
Snagging a bag of popcorn, he teleported back to the lab. Giving his clones clear instructions, he waited for the appropriate time to appear. Slipping his phone into Clone 3's jacket pocket, he utteres the verbal command. "Go."
Clone 1 walked through a doorway. Several outstanding mech pilots looked at him. "His eyes look different today."
"Did he undergo a gene editing process?"
"He has a lab, so he probably did to some extent."
"Hello there." Clone 1 finally spoke aloud.
"Let's take him out!" An overzealous pilot roared.
"Wait!" The tech guru named Tad shouted. "What if he's the wrong one?"
Just then, Clones 2-4 appeared. Immediately, the four clones used their hot pink Illusion Bearing Eyes to create visual clones of themselves. With each clone making an additional four clones, there was a total of twenty clones in the crowded room.
Suddenly, the pilot named Tad shouted. Looking at Clone #3, he exaggeratedly pointed at his jacket pocket. "That one has the holodevice!"
"BEAT HIM UP!" A pilot shouted
"AND JUST IN CASE, BEAT THEM ALL!" Yelled another.
As they hit the illusory clones, their fists often went too far. They began to hit their teammates. All at once, it devolved once again into an exaggerated melee alongside the ostentatious insults and general mockery.
When the captain came, there was once again a man eating popcorn and laughing at the expense of his seniors. The grand admiral held an open smile. "Three days! How far do you think you can go?"
"At least day 10, boss."
"If you get to day 15 I'll give you a gift."
"Yeah? I revise my answer. I think I can get to day 15, boss."
"Leiva, how far do you think General Jaywalker here can get."
His sister eyed him up and down. "I'm going to guess as far as day 8."
Luke glanced at his younger sister. "Time will tell. Fortunately, I have a unfatiguable, tactical mind granted by my parents. Let's make a bet. Whichever number I'm closer to wins. Winner gets paid in Ice Cream and satisfaction."
"Deal."
"It's done, then." The admiral coughed. "Pilots!"
The black-eyed, bloody, beat, and bruised pilots stood in formation. "It's day 3. It appears you've once again missed your intended target."
"Today, he's going to meet with our cultivation experts and decide his future path."
"Lawrence, take our newest member along with you. Be sure to give him some extra time later tonight to take care of his newly ingrained situation back home."
"Yes sir!"
"General, I looke forward to seeing your plan for tomorrow."