Supercat Makes a Move

Three days later, Clark, dressed in a suit, put on the Kryptonian glasses he had taken from the spaceship.

After greeting George, who seemed to still be asleep sprawled on the bed in the next room, he headed off to work.

Yesterday, he had successfully interviewed for a reporter position at the Daily Planet. Today was his first day on the job.

As for those Kryptonian glasses, they contained technology far beyond Earth's. They could emit a special magnetic field that hypnotized anyone looking at him.

Thus, in ordinary people's eyes, Clark with glasses and Clark without glasses looked like two completely different people.

Naturally, no one would mistake Clark for Superman.

As for George, he had no need for that kind of disguise at all.

The black cat he had parasitized was the most ordinary black cat. There were countless black cats in Metropolis that looked exactly like him.

Moreover, ever since Supercat had saved the world, many people had come to enjoy adopting black cats as pets.

There were more than a dozen people with adopted black cats in Clark's apartment building alone.

So even if George walked down the street, as long as he did not display power beyond that of a black cat, he would not arouse any passerby's suspicions.

"The power of hope is mine."

After Clark left, George slowly opened his eyes. He had not been sleeping; he had been studying the deeper power contained within Kryptonian genes.

Over the past few days, while Clark slept, he had secretly collected and studied the Codex genes within Clark.

He had already mastered the blue power representing "hope" in the Emotional Spectrum.

Eighteen months later, George lay on the bed in his room, seemingly resting with his eyes closed.

In reality, he was continuously analyzing the