Easily Overheated

"Damn it, how did this happen? Someone was interfering with my operation!

Who was it? Damn it, who the hell was it?!

Using Little Dogs around the outskirts of town... could it have been that radical bitch Amanda Waller?!

Fuck, fucking hell, that bitch was always working against me! Why didn't she get AIDS already?!!!"

Watching the final explosion and flames on the screen, General Lane completely lost it.

Although he still hadn't confirmed that he had captured Downton, at least he had seen a glimmer of hope!

Even if Downton had merely been toying with him and easily teleported away in the end, Downton had at least left him an opportunity to talk.

Having a sufficiently private conversation with a superpowered individual who had appeared out of nowhere would have been an excellent outcome!

General Lane had never expected to completely capture a remarkable superhuman like Downton in just one operation.

Failing to capture him meant the superpowered individual was too powerful, but having his plan ruined meant he, as a general, was incompetent!

Thinking of that, General Lane gritted his teeth and slammed a fist into the side of the command vehicle.

"Notify every squad to quickly search for potential threats. Also, connect me to the Argus System. I want to take full control and investigate everything nearby!"

"Wait, General!"

The moment Ryan gave the order, the female soldier beside him reported anxiously.

"The café's video feed was suddenly cut off, and the Fourth Squad's signal disappeared with it!"

"What?!"

This time, General Lane truly panicked, because the Fourth Squad was the team he had assigned to protect his daughter!

"Quick, get back to the café!!!"

As General Lane drove back like a madman, Lois looked around in terror.

Just moments ago, a buzzing sound had suddenly swept through the café. Then, every electrical appliance in the café burst with sparks.

After that, Lois felt as if she were witnessing something straight out of a movie.

Darts kept flashing through the café, then two ninja-like figures used thin steel wires attached to the darts to slaughter everyone inside.

"Who are you people?!"

Shouting in shock, Lois grabbed her phone and tried to start recording.

But the EMP had clearly destroyed nearly every device, and Lois's phone was naturally among them.

Seeing that her phone was completely unusable, Lois stood up in terror and tried to flee.

But before she could take two steps, the pursuing ninjas forced her to the ground.

Lois felt a jolt at the back of her neck, then her eyes rolled back as the ninjas swiftly carried her away.

In mere moments, the quiet café had turned into a living hell.

Elsewhere, at Kent Farm.

While Martha was inside stewing beef, Clark worked at an unhurried pace while observing everything happening in Smallville.

When Downton was so easily restrained, Clark couldn't help showing a puzzled expression.

Was this what the military had called extraordinary?

It actually looked pretty ordinary...

So was he really the only truly extraordinary being in this world?

Clark couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Even though he had heard about Downton's abilities from others, he still hoped Downton had something hidden up his sleeve. After all, he hoped someone like him could appear in his world!

Clark was still too young at this point, and he remained full of hope and imagination when it came to finding his own kind.

But unfortunately, while Downton did possess the unusual trait of immortality, once Clark saw him in person, he was certain that Downton's abilities were far too different from his own. They were clearly not the same kind of people.

So he was still alone.

A sense of confusion rose in his heart again, making him let out a long sigh.

Ever since his father and mother had revealed the truth of his origins, especially after his father chose to die in front of him in order to conceal Clark's abilities...

Only two figures remained in his world: himself and Martha.

His father had been dead for seven years, and his mother was growing older by the day. Ruthless time was slowly coming for his mom.

Even with his incomparably intelligent mind, no matter how many times Clark simulated a world without his mother, he still did not know how he could live in such a world.

How lonely would that kind of world be...

Boom!!!

Suddenly, the sound of an explosion reached Clark's ears, and he froze slightly.

He had been distracted just now and had failed to notice the air-to-ground missile approaching Downton.

But at present, he could only observe things within a radius of thirteen to fifteen kilometers. Anything beyond thirteen kilometers looked blurry to him, as though he were severely nearsighted.

What was more, he rarely activated all five of his senses at once. Whenever he focused on observing something far away, his eyes and ears always felt itchy and hot, which was another reason he got distracted.

His abilities were still growing.

But no matter what, he had personally witnessed Downton's death.

Especially that carefree, dashing smile Downton wore before he died.

That smile made Clark pause. Was that the ease brought by immortality?

As Downton's body turned to ash, Clark gently shook his head.

Since the core of everything, Downton, was already dead, Smallville probably would not remain chaotic any longer.

That was a good outcome, but could Downton really be reborn somewhere else?

If he could, where would he be reborn?

Would he happen to be reborn within the range of Clark's sight and hearing?

As he thought, Clark swung his rake while discreetly scanning every area he could see.

He wasn't in Smallville, nor was he near the explosion site. Then could he be in the grasslands near town...

"Ahhh!!!"

A sudden scream interrupted his search, because it had come from Martha!

"Martha!!!"

In an instant, Clark's eyes turned red. Then, like a hurricane carrying boundless kinetic energy, he charged into Martha's kitchen!

At the same time, Martha seemed to have anticipated Clark's reaction, so she hurriedly shouted.

"Don't panic, Clark! I was just startled!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Clark stopped right beside her, and then...

Clark swallowed, then came face-to-face with the completely naked Downton.

Seeing Clark suddenly appear, how could Downton not realize where he had landed?

He had fucking landed in Superman's home!

Although this Superman looked somewhat different from the one in the movies, that super speed was no fake.

Someone with super speed who was also called Clark by the older woman beside him—who else could he be but Superman!

Under the gazes of Superman and his mother, Downton smiled awkwardly.

"Uh, if I said I couldn't control where I appeared, would you believe me?"

"Why wouldn't I? I've seen entrances even stranger than yours."

Across from him, Martha immediately responded to Downton while gently gripping Clark's arm.

"Relax, Clark. No one planning to rob a farm would strip completely naked beforehand.

This is Kansas, not Florida.

But I do have to advise you to go to the bedroom with my son and let him find you some clothes.

If I were younger, I wouldn't mind whistling while slipping you some loose change.

But I'm old now. I can't look at this sort of thing. I overheat easily..."

Please keep reading, everyone. My follow-up readership is terrible.