Black and white fade away.
Color flows into the world again.
[Personal weight has increased]
suddenly.
Ian heard the system prompt.
However, before he had time to check the personal panel listed for him by his best friend, a strong wind hit him, and Superman was already standing very close to him.
"Ah! My loving father!"
Ian smiled quickly.
He hoped that Superman would reach out and not hit the smiling boy.
"Where are the things?" Clark had no intention of taking action. He frowned and looked extremely serious. He only saw Black Sphere, who was originally looking at Ian, completely disappear in an instant.
"The big boss just came and took Black Sphere away." Ian answered honestly. His tone was still a little strange, but the "Nine-Turn Golden Elixir" on his lips was just gone.
Of course.
The immortality brought by [Death Resistance] was not bad. Finally, he renewed his long-term experience card. Ian was in a good mood, but his good mood disappeared the next moment.
"I suspect he has eaten something!" Kara also turned into a gust of wind and approached at this time, stretched out the Iron Girl's hands, clasped his chin with one hand, and opened his mouth directly with the other hand.
His movements were as skillful as checking a cat that had stolen some snacks.
"Uh-huh--!!" Ian struggled wildly, but he was not as strong as Kara, so he could only let Kara put his hand into his mouth and Barry retaliate against himself.
Yes.
Revenge.
Women, the desire for revenge is so strong. Even though she was "fighting side by side" with Ian just now, she is now full of resentment towards Ian. Ian feels that she just felt sorry for her cousin's forehead.
He didn't even hit his cousin on the forehead.
Just pounding it hard.
"The boss really took it away!" Ian raised his hand and poked Kara's eyes, finally making Kara let him go. Of course, he also felt that his cousin's eyeballs were also steel eyes.
"..."
Ian looked at his slightly aching fingers and was speechless.
"Dad?"
He looked up and found the silent Superman, also looking at his body at the foot of the mountain, as if he was using his super vision to observe whether Ian had swallowed the Black Sphere.
As the saying goes, no one knows his son better than his father.
Clark had seen Ian trying to dryly chew Evil Spirit - even if he didn't know that Ian had already chewed half of it in the world of souls, he still believed Ian's "pica" symptoms.
"Indeed not."
Clark checked carefully for a long time and only found a green energy in Ian's body. It was the effect of [Fel Corruption], but it seemed to be caused by Ian's body was suppressed very well. Although the younger son was not completely fine, he did not become the host of the weird Black Sphere, which made Clark feel a little relieved.
"Big boss?"
This was not the first time Clark heard Ian mention such a title. His eyes flickered constantly, he raised his arms and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to see if his arms would return to normal.
Immediately.
The old father felt it again silently and carefully.
In the end, he chose to believe in Ian.
"What boss?"
Kara rubbed the eyes that were poked by Ian, her face full of confusion. She obviously did not feel the stagnation that had happened in the world before like Clark.
My cousin is really good at cooking.
Still need to practice more.
Ian thought silently in her heart. Kara was still frowning and looking around, but found nothing. She looked at Superman suspiciously, and the latter just shook his head slightly to indicate that she did not need to delve deeper.
"We have to be honest between father and son. Of course, if you want to go back, don't make your mother worry too much." Clark first spoke to Ian seriously.
Immediately.
"Thank you for your help today."
It's not easy for him to call Kara his cousin.
"It's okay."
Kara waved his hand and raised a gloating smile, "Family members should help each other. Just give this kid a good beating for me when you go back."
Sure enough.
There is no limit to a woman's revenge. Ian was so wronged that he didn't even use Kara's face to smash things, but the back of his head. Doesn't this mean he has enough respect for his cousin?
"I have to go back and write a manuscript for my boss, so I'm leaving first." Kara declined Clark's dinner invitation and was about to leave. After hearing her words, Ian also planned to restore the relationship between uncle and nephew.
"I am very good at writing manuscripts. If you don't believe me, let me ask my dad, do you need me to help you write manuscripts?" Ian looked at Clark, but Clark's expression was hard to explain.
Kara's expression is also very strange.
"First think about how to explain your problem to your father." After saying that, she immediately turned into a gust of wind and disappeared directly into the restaurant that was already in disarray.
The four or five numb workers who had been eating had disappeared.
In situ.
Only a pool of green pus was left.
"They are all poor people."
Clark looked at the pus and sighed with some pity and sadness.
"Let's go, we need to find someone to help deal with the pollution in your body." After saying that, after adjusting his mood, Superman directly pinched the back of Ian's neck.
"Wait, Dad, I--"
Ian hasn't finished speaking yet.
I just heard a "whoosh" sound.
The next second.
The father and son also disappeared from where they were.
I don't know how much time has passed.
The sky is getting darker.
Outside the rusty barbed wire, a dozen armed men in black tactical uniforms silently opened the cordon, pointing their guns coldly at the workers who were trying to return.
"Why aren't we allowed in? Are you planning to deduct our overtime pay?" a worker wearing a hard hat shouted angrily. He may be the leader of a group of workers.
"According to the company's order, no one is allowed to enter today." The leading mercenary said in a stiff tone. The English letters of "LexCorp" were all engraved on the clothes of these mercenaries.
The crowd became commotion and complaints spread everywhere.
"I heard that people from the government came here before... could it be that the factory has been closed down by the government?" Some workers were worried about losing their jobs, but the only thing that greeted him was the lack of comment from the mercenaries.
"It's because of an infectious disease! An infectious disease that happened yesterday and today!" Someone who claimed to be an insider said with a worried voice, as if he was afraid that he would also be infected due to contact.
"Government people took away a body! Green water is flowing! It must be a serious infectious disease!" This worker clearly witnessed the closing personnel called by Kara. I just don't know why the D. E. O personnel did not seal the place, but LexCorp's private armed forces blocked it.
Maybe it's because of money making ability.
It could also be because of influence over government agencies.
This is the case for DC Universe's America. A president who can control the stock market and financial transactions at will cannot be born here. The voice of the chaebol will really be more important than that of those high-ranking officials.
"We want compensation!"
The workers began an "uprising" movement.
And at this moment, a dark luxury car drove up silently, its tires ran over the water and splashed mud. The door opened, and a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on the ground.
Lex·Luthor stepped out, the bright head reflecting cold light.
"Don't worry, each of you will receive financial compensation from the company, as well as a free comprehensive physical examination." Luthor first calmed down the restless crowd with one sentence.
Immediately.
Without looking back, he walked into the sewage plant. He walked straight to the messy restaurant, and his leather shoes made a crisp cracking sound when he stepped on the broken glass.
"Idiot, you can't seize it even if you are given the opportunity." Luthor glanced around, his tone was sarcastic, and he didn't know who he was scolding. He turned around and left the restaurant and walked to other areas.
After passing through several thick metal doors, he stopped in front of an inconspicuous computer room.
"A true idiot."
Seeing that the door had not been opened, Luthor showed a confident and sarcastic smile. He motioned to his men to open the door with the key, and then walked alone into the seemingly ordinary computer room.
Among the old machines.
Luthor locked the door of the room with his backhand, squatted down, lifted up a hidden lead plate on the floor, and then followed the revealed stairs, descending step by step to a lead secret room.
"Boom~"
Luthor scans the iris.
The door to the secret room was opened. In the dark secret room, the air was turbid and humid. The only light source was a flickering red emergency light, dyeing the entire room blood-red.
In the center of the room, a man was suspended in the air by heavy iron chains, with his arms spread out like a statue of suffering. His skin was so pale that it was almost sickly, and even black blood vessels could be seen.
Like a zombie.
On the drooped head, messy black hair covered his face and cloudy eyes. Luthor walked aside and scooped out a bowl of thick green liquid from the metal bucket.
"Come on, continue our game, drink it, and then... become a more perfect weapon." Luthor pinched the man's chin and forced him to lift up the face that Ian might feel familiar.
The man roared angrily like a beast, struggled, and the chains rattled. Luthor was unmoved, put the bowl against his mouth, and poured in the green liquid.
"Yes, that's it, don't waste it."
Luthor is whispering.
The tone was excited.
He watched as the man continued to drink the green soup.
Some of the liquid overflowed from the corner of the man's mouth, flowed through his neck, and finally dripped down to his chest, staining the shirt with [S]-shaped letters engraved on it with a dirty color.
Fel Energy.
There was a crazy surge in this man's body, and his flesh and skin began to change.