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No. 69 Black Iron Street.
Joanne was stunned by the lavish spread on the table.
Soft, fragrant white bread, perfectly fried bacon and eggs, along with strawberry and blueberry jam.
"You..."
She pointed at Sulu. "Are you planning for us to eat dirt together at the next meal?"
"No... I just came into some money recently, so I can improve our lives a little."
Sulu came out of the kitchen with a smile, untied his apron.
He had spent all 500 Lir on materials. The money he was using now came from Claude and his son's "contributions," though outsiders did not know that.
He could make limited improvements to his life within that budget.
"That money..."
Joanne suddenly fell silent. Sitting in her chair, she picked up a piece of white bread and looked at Sulu with deep gratification. "Morphy... you've grown up."
"Yeah. I'm planning to use the remaining Lir to complete my graduation project. Maybe I can even go to university afterward. When the time comes, you have to come with me."
Seeing Joanne hesitate as if she wanted to say something, Sulu comforted her. "I'll try for a full scholarship, so you don't need to worry about money..."
In truth, there was still a large sum of Lir in Claude's account, but that was beyond Sulu's reach.
He could only take most of the cash. Even so, it was enough for an ordinary person to live on for a long time.
Besides, coming up with a so-called "graduation project" would also cover up his frequent purchases of materials.
In fact, the Bat Armor was a design far ahead of its time. Even a top-class mechanic would not be able to tell anything from the supplies Sulu had purchased in batches.
Even so, Sulu had still been