7:30 in the morning.
Kent Family's old-fashioned desk clock made a dull sound.
After staying up all night, Master Yi was still very energetic. He walked downstairs while using the teething stick he removed from the window. He was wearing a T-shirt with the pinyin initials of [oversized] engraved on it.
Batman's toy is magical. With a little research on the mechanism, a prop that can lock an entire window can be turned into a long strip-shaped object that can be carried around.
"It smells so good."
The smell of burnt bacon wafted from the kitchen.
Jonathan·Kent is busy in the kitchen.
"Where are mom and dad?"
Ian poked his head around, looking around.
"Thanks to Batman for bravely venturing into Metropolis, they didn't come back last night. They just called me and asked me to keep an eye on you. They made more than twenty calls in the morning."
"What did you do again?" Jonathan was still flipping and frying bacon in the kitchen. He was very curious about his parents' instructions. When he poked his head out, he saw Ian taking something out of his pants.
"I created a new round of GDP growth for Metropolis, you're welcome?" Ian threw away the cushion he took out from his butt, and took out another cushion from the front of his T-shirt.
Protective gear that is no longer useful should be thrown aside.
"I don't understand, but it feels pretty awesome." Jonathan came out and served a sandwich for Ian. He was usually responsible for taking care of his two younger brothers when the adults were away.
Ian grabbed the newspaper on the table, and the title [Shocked! Gotham City superhero transformed into a "street kid" and appeared Metropolis to save a woman who lost her footing!] was particularly eye-catching.
This actually gave Ian some reminders.
"Dududu~"
Ian took out his mobile phone and pressed the replay button.
The call is connected.
He spoke enthusiastically.
"Good morning, sir, are you up? If you haven't gotten up yet, you can go back to sleep. I just want to send you my most sincere greetings today."
Ian is still thinking about getting Power Ring from Batman.
"Dududu~"
The phone was hung up.
The other party didn't give any response.
But Ian doesn't care about this. Gotham Weirdo is so reserved and reserved. Anyway, he has already established the relationship with Gotham Weirdo today.
Next.
This is my greeting to my adoptive father.
And the most important thing is to pray to Lady Death. He is very polite and will only contact Lady Death before eating to avoid being thought of as a clingy man with a low head.
After some pious talk, Ian rarely received any response. And just when he thought Lady Death was awake, he opened his eyes and found a woman sitting opposite him.
Lady Death, wearing a black halter top, sits with a dignified posture, tapping her slender fingers on the table. The sun penetrates her body,
It cast a faint shadow on the floor.
"Isn't this right? Can it happen again?" Ian rubbed his eyes in disbelief and glanced at the colors around him and Jonathan who was busy in the kitchen.
Lady Death stared at the boy in front of him,
"No matter when I show up, time will stop."
What she said seemed to make sense, Ian believed it.
"Well, mainly I think if Jonathan sees you, he will definitely think that I was tricked by a bad woman last night." Ian lowered his head shyly.
"????"
Lady Death's mouth twitched slightly.
"He can't see me."
The goddess gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes wildly.
At this time Jonathan poked his head out of the kitchen. "What are you muttering about?"
Of course, the eldest brother heard Ian's chatter, and Super Hearing didn't even need to notice it.
"But he can see you talking to yourself like a madman." Death Goddess added, with a mischievous smile on her lips, as if she was ready to see Ian's jokes at any time.
However.
"It's nothing, I'm communicating with my imaginary friend." Ian still remembers his father's warning that Jonathan and Jordan are too old to grasp this extraordinary world.
Hear the words.
Jonathan nodded calmly.
"Oh, okay, then also say hello to your friend for me." The gentle elder brother did not show any weirdness, and even made an expression of sudden realization.
He returned to the kitchen stove and continued cooking.
"Does your family have any serious illness?" Lady Death was quite convinced when she saw this. She looked at Ian and took a sip of milk with a smile.
"This is my extremely stable reputation at home."
Ian sounded emotional and slightly shushed.
Lady Death really wanted to ask Ian what exactly she was proud of, but she finally held back and got straight to the point, "I sorted out a small amount of useful information from a lot of your nonsense."
"You mean that the shrinking of Multiverse's living space will lead to the degradation of superiors, the overlapping of ordinary life souls, and eventually the universe will collapse into ruins?"
She looked at Ian suspiciously and summarized the contents of Ian's prayer.
"Yeah, yeah."
Ian nodded.
"Well, interesting speculation, so you tell me that this kind of information that I didn't even expect was all secretly told to you by your Super Brain in your ear while you were sleeping?"
Lady Death raised his eyebrows.
"It's not in the ear, it's under the Tianling Cap."
Ian corrected the other party's wording, and then nodded his head again. His answer made Lady Death couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.
"To be honest, I have begun to regret why I filled myself with such rich humanity not long ago." The goddess took a deep breath and looked like she had swallowed a hedgehog alive.
"You're such a bastard Super Brain - you're such a bastard Imp. I'm going to verify what you said, but before that, I hope you won't bother me three times a day!"
Finished.
Lady Death snatched away the sandwich from Ian's dinner plate.
The whole person disappeared.
Not even a piece of lettuce was left for Ian.
"It seems that she means that I need to contact her at least four times a day?" Ian failed to keep his own breakfast, so he grabbed the portion of Yang Dan.
People who wake up late should bear this. Everything Ian that needs to be said has been reported. Whether the superiors pay attention to it or not is no longer a problem that Independent NPC should worry about.
"Stare~"
Sometimes.
Jordan just couldn't stand thinking about it. He said Jordan, Jordan arrived, Jordan rubbed his eyes and walked down the stairs, Jonathan happened to walk out of the kitchen and share fried eggs and fried potatoes with his two brothers.
"Why do you look so haggard?" Jonathan was concerned about Jordan. The dark circles under this brother's eyes reminded him of an animal called a raccoon.
"It's nothing, I just didn't sleep well." Jordan hesitated, his eyes fell on the sandwich in Ian's hand.
He looked at his empty plate again.
There are no major mood swings.
Just a food thief.
Already used to it.
Jordan watched Jonathan walk into the kitchen again. He looked at Ian, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke in a low voice, "Ian, I encountered something weird again yesterday."
He kept looking towards the kitchen, as if he didn't want Jonathan to hear.
"What's weird?"
Ian is munching on a sandwich.
"Didn't I go back from your room last night---I, my eyes hurt so much in the middle of the night, I seemed to see Batman doing something unknown in mom and dad's room."
Jordan's tone was a bit hesitant, "Maybe it's my hallucination? It seems that I have some hallucinations in this situation. Damn it, my browser has already started to recommend suitable coffins for me."
"Each one is so expensive."
His voice sounded more desperate than last night.
Nothing more.
"What the hell!?"
Ian is always shocked by his second brother,
"You didn't leave the room? You didn't see anyone else? You just saw Batman?" he said tentatively. The second brother with his clairvoyant eyes also woke up. I'm afraid he went back to the bedroom and became more self-disciplined!
If you are so worried that you are terminally ill, why can you go back to your room and continue rushing!
"Well, I didn't leave the room, so I thought it was a hallucination. After all, there were only a few blurry scenes." Jordan rubbed his eyelids and tried to remember.
"Awesome, you are the real Superman in Metropolis." Ian gave a thumbs up to his second brother from the bottom of his heart.
This can continuously awaken superpowers, which is not a special talent.
"Stop looking for me to be happy. I really feel like I don't have much time left." Jordan sighed deeply. Now he was worried that after he farted, Ian would really test whether he could defraud his account.
"I bet you can survive, and you'll be alive and well. Maybe you should talk to your father or mother about this?" Ian gave a suggestive suggestion.
"Maybe."
I don't know if Jordan heard it.
"I'm full and I'm going to school." Ian looked at the time, put down the tableware in his hands, wiped his mouth with toilet paper, and stuffed it into the schoolbag behind him.
"What school do you go to this Saturday?"
Jordan raised his head strangely, with confusion and confusion on his face.
"As long as you have school in your heart, you can go to school at any time." Ian used a reserve excuse. He actually had other things to do and had to go out.
When the ostrich temporarily escapes his parents and returns home, it is the second priority. Whether it is cashing a check or taking Mr. White to buy chemicals, these are secrets that he cannot tell.
"Should I praise you, you're awesome?" Jordan looked sad, watching Ian pick up his heavy schoolbag and go out. He began to eat his meal absentmindedly.
Just took a few bites.
"Bah bah!"
The sound of Jonathan came from the kitchen.
"This is not protein powder!" Jonathan's voice was full of surprise and uncertainty. Jordan hurriedly ran to the kitchen and saw Jonathan holding a glass of white liquid and observing it.
"What's going on?"
Jordan first looked at Jonathan's filled protein powder bucket, then walked to the side of Trash Can, and then solved the case, "It's the milk tea sweetener that Ian likes to add when drinking coffee."
He dug out dozens of packaging bags from Trash Can.
The two brothers stared at each other.
"He may have forgotten to buy protein powder for you yesterday." Jordan found the knife under the protein powder bucket again, and handed the money to Jonathan with a strange expression.
Jonathan What can you say?
Based on emotion and reason.
He could only forgive his youngest brother.
"It's okay, saccharin is saccharin, Ian must be trying to help me gain muscle." Facts have proved that the money ability is indeed very useful,
Jonathan holds the two hundred dollars tightly and is extremely considerate.
"Then you drink."
Jordan stared at the cup held in Jonathan's other hand.
"I will drink, but not now."
Jonathan couldn't hold back, but he still kept talking. Jordan didn't have the energy to tease his elder brother anymore. He grabbed a bottle of ketchup and walked back to the dining room.
"What is this?" Jordan found the teething stick that Ian had thrown aside after use. He saw the Batman logo on it, and his pupils immediately shrank.
"Am I not hallucinating?"
The real Super Brain may be awakening quickly.
News from Batman comes to Metropolis.
The scene I saw.
And my mother was cursing and panicking last night. Everything seemed to be completely connected. Jordan took a breath and felt that she had seen the truth.
"Between Batman and mother--"
He didn't dare to think about it.
If he thought about it further, he should pity his father.
No.
Is that really our dad?
Or I can't think about it anymore, I can't think about it anymore, Jordan felt that he would explode if he thought about it any more, so he quickly threw Ian's teething stick into Trash Can with trembling hands.
Nothing happened while I was pretending.
Of course.
If that horrifying thing was true, Jordan felt that he might still be alive, and he also found the reason why Jonathan, Ian and even himself were slightly abnormal.
They shouldn't be at Metropolis.
They should be at Gotham.
They must be normal people there.
"What's wrong with you?" Jonathan also came out with a plate. He saw his second brother who was shivering.
I feel more and more that Jordan may be feeling unwell in some way today.
"Nothing!"
Jordan ran away.
He quickly ran up to the bedroom on the second floor.
He stared at his box containing the Noble Phantasm, wanting to temporarily forget the absurd reality that was unacceptable. Although he and Clark were not at odds with each other, it did not mean that there was no father-son affection between him and Clark.
Scenes from the past emerge one after another.
And just when Jordan wants to escape reality.
"Ding ding ding~"
His cell phone rang.
Jordan's fingers trembled like a frog's legs that had been electrocuted, because he saw the caller ID of "Mom" on the screen, and he immediately had the urge to throw the phone out of the window.
"Hello?"
Of course.
In the end, reason defeated fear.
Jordan answered the phone.
"No one answered your brother's call. Is Ian with you?" Lois's voice came through the phone, and the background sound was the crazy running sound of the newspaper's printer.
"We were still together just now."
Jordan's voice is as erratic as that of a real terminally ill patient.
"What now?"
Lois's questioning was very serious.
"Now he goes to school."
Jordan answered honestly.
"Go to school? What school do you go to on Saturday?" Lois's tone was very strange. She even checked the time. Fortunately, there was no miscalculation of the multiple wages for overtime work today.
"I asked him the same thing, but now I understand. He probably wants to avoid you. I think he might have picked up his classmates and forced them to go to class."
To be honest, Jordan was extremely sympathetic to Ian due to a combination of circumstances.
He recalled the Batman iron bar. It was a question that a scumbag like him could think of. As the smartest child in the family,
Jordan decided that I should not be able to guess anything.
"What did he tell you? What did you understand?" Lois thought Ian had exposed herself at home, so she asked Jordan tentatively.
"Ian didn't tell me anything, but I gradually understood everything." Jordan swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he looked very nervous.
"Yes, I understand everything - you and your father are married for the second time, right?" Jordan still couldn't calm down after all, and the other end of the phone suddenly fell into deathly silence.
Jordan can hear the sound of his own blood hitting the eardrum.
"What are you talking about?"
After a while.
Lois spoke again with a stable mood.
Jordan breathed a sigh of relief.
I let my guard down slightly.
"I-I.."
He touched his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror, "I may have awakened the Batman vision. I often see Batman's eyes red when he appears on TV."
These words may be very euphemistic.
However, Lois is not a fool who cannot understand the meaning behind the words.
"Gu Gu Gu~"
The sound of drinking something rang on the other end of the phone.
"Go get Ian to answer the phone!"
Lois's voice is a little broken.
What is word of mouth.
This may be the real reputation.
"It has nothing to do with Ian, I guessed it myself! I also have some intelligence!" Jordan defended Ian, and it was indeed the case.
So.
"Very good."
Lois is suppressing what emotions.
"Then you just wait at home and I'll ask your father to come back to you." After she calmed down for a while, she also realized that Jordan might have awakened the ability of Krypton.
This is a big deal.
Lois also doesn't dare to lose his temper casually,
Nothing more.
My mother, who had tried her best to control her emotions, still didn't see her sons clearly.
"Uh-Which daddy will come back to me?"
Jordan asked cautiously.
This direct sentence almost made Lois on the other end of the phone almost furious.
Talent is actually not found everywhere.
However, Kent Family is obviously more likely to breed talents than other families.
Just when Jordan was using his own strength to provoke the nerves of the most powerful person in the family, Ian was already carrying his schoolbag and starting his fulfilling day.
Cashing a check is not a hassle.
Although minors generally cannot go to a bank alone to cash a check, some banks will still accept and process the check when the minor himself is the beneficiary of the check.
Joker is very thoughtful.
The exchange of Ian was very smooth and satisfying.
"If I hadn't told him, who would have known that I was already a rich man." Ian bought a breathable shredded meat on the street, holding a thermos cup, and found the location of Metropolis's black market under the guidance of Mr. White.
"I used to work for Luthor and knew that he was researching biosoldiers. It was because I wanted to get rid of him that I ignorantly made a deal with Demons."
Mr. White is melancholy in the thermos cup.
"It's the great Trigon!"
Demons's head was in Ian's schoolbag, correcting his statement.
Ian is full of excitement.
"Bionicle? Okay! That's good enough! But I have to confirm, it's definitely not a drug, right? Children born into positive families will be sworn in with gambling and drugs in their lives!"
Ian maintains due vigilance and a positive mind.
Mr. White was silent for a moment, "It's just Enhancement Serum, used to make super soldiers. Luthor has great ambitions, and it's not just limited to getting orders from the military."
He still felt sad when he mentioned this matter.
"Yeah, that's okay, that's very okay." Ian was relieved, so under White's guidance, he came to Metropolis's so-called black market.
In fact, it is a relatively chaotic street with some shops selling contraband under different signs. On weekdays, these shops actually do some serious business.
It's like a store where chemical raw materials are hidden, but it's actually a century-old store called Old Joey Custom Suits, where a bald man wearing overalls is doing fine sewing work.
Ian followed what Mr. White said and checked the password with the bald head.
"What to buy?"
The bald man glanced at the kid Ian with surprise. He didn't expect that Old White had no bottom line to such an extent that he actually used minors to purchase goods.
It's really too shameless.
The shop owner, who cursed secretly in his heart, did not know that the shameless person he called was actually Ian in a thermos cup. Because he thought Ian was an old customer, Ma Zai quickly picked up the goods for Ian.
The transaction went smoothly.
Smooth Ian was a little reluctant.
"I'm just a kid, shouldn't you rob me, kidnap me, and sell me to a black factory?" This is the script that Ian thinks is suitable for him.
Hear the words.
The bald boss simply laughed.
"What I do is a long-term business. Do you think I lack your three melons and two dates? Integrity. The most important thing in the black market is integrity. How much can I sell you for by putting you in a sack and sending it out?"
He obviously looked down on Ian's words, but it actually made Ian feel very reasonable.
No way.
With a feeling of unwillingness, Ian could only leave with regret. His "fair trade" model also has its own trigger conditions. It is a pity that this store did not receive that honor.
"Where are all my favorite bad guys?"
Ian was walking in the gloomy alley, feeling a little sad.
"Is this potion really worth the $6,000?" Since the materials he received were not many, Ian suspected that Mr. White might have died and was receiving kickbacks from the store.
If you don't go back, the store will pre-order some beautiful girls from Mr. White and Hell.
Can't tell.
"Let me try a few times, and I will definitely be able to restore the formula data of Enhancement Serum." Mr. White felt the unkind gaze of Ian and hurriedly assured.
"Why bother?"
Ian directly mixed the formula materials together.
Drink up all the gray matter in one gulp.
The next moment.
[Savage Tyrant experience value +13]
Upgraded.
Properties have been improved.
[Strength:21--22.1]
[Physique: 38--41.5]
[Intelligence: 3.0--3.2]
[Spirit:7.6-7.7]
It's obvious.
Savage Tyrant focuses on physical fitness, while Berserker focuses on strength. Both of them do not improve [spiritual] and [intelligence] attributes much, which makes Ian feel a little regretful.
Of course.
[Mild genetic collapse]
The newly obtained negative effects are a kind of comfort.
[Berserker Experience+2]
One leveling session.
Double harvest.
Ian is finally satisfied with the six thousand yuan spent.
"It's a pity that he doesn't have enough stock, otherwise I would definitely be able to fly into the sky tonight." Ian looked at his extra professional skill points and did not choose those fancy skills.
He learned a new skill [Solar Eyes], and immediately felt his pupils were burning.
"It's actually golden light. Now you don't have to worry about mom misunderstanding." Ian looked in the mirror and was very satisfied with the pressure he showed in the mirror.
Because I still want to upgrade.
He continued to search for other shops in this area. White in the thermos cup silently sank to the bottom. Demon Head in the schoolbag suddenly spoke.
"I smell the scent of Hell..:"
It twitched its rotten nose, "And dirty liars."
between words.
With a feeling of extreme disgust.
Ian also understands why this Demons is so disgusted. After all, even though he has no dog nose, his newly enhanced eyes can still see the man wearing an old windbreaker in the distance.
street corner.
Constantine, wearing a beige windbreaker, is walking this way with a cigarette in his mouth.
The moment their eyes met.
Ian wants to take a detour.
But Constantine took a detour much faster than him - this guy turned a corner and ran away, as if he was afraid that if he ran slower, he might face something terrible.
Even if the shoes run away Constantine doesn't care.
Ian was dumbfounded when he saw it.
"No, he is the God of Plague, or am I the God of Plague? I should avoid him!" Ian jumped in anger,
Human nature is so contradictory sometimes.
It's one thing to defend yourself against others, but it's another thing to be defended by others.
"I think he's very wise."
Demon Head's voice sounded faintly in the schoolbag.
"Shut up! I'm wearing a mask! Why can he still recognize me? He must be in a hurry and needs to go home to poop!"
The annoyed Ian hesitated for a moment, but still didn't take off his socks to block Demon Head's mouth. He couldn't hurt his feet just because of his temporary emotions.
Just at this time.
"No! What happened to me just now! How could I keep this car in such a drowsy state!" A heartbreaking cry came from the distance, which immediately attracted Ian's attention.
Ian's ears perked up. After realizing that the direction of the sound was exactly the direction Constantine came from, he realized that someone must have been tricked again.
"Damn it, why didn't Constantine come to trick me! I like to be tricked the most! Even if he likes to punish scum like him, it's not like I can't be a scum!"
Ian followed the sound and found an open space.
I saw a car dealer with a sinister face facing a desperate Aihao of a black Dodge Hellcat. The car key was like a hot potato in his hand and he couldn't get it to the ground no matter how hard he shook it.
It was obvious that this person was entangled.
"This car killed nine people! Nine people! Why should I buy it! Someone drugged me!" The car dealer knelt in front of Dodge Hellcat and shivered.
Expression of despair.
"What! Nine soul rings! Titled Douluo-level muscle car!" Ian element noticed and immediately became interested. He quickly approached Aihao's car dealer and spoke softly.
"Eight hundred dollars, I'll take the car."
Hear this sentence.
The car dealer looked up suddenly as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and then he saw a boy wearing stockings standing in front of him. He subconsciously thought he had met some fugitive robber. However, after realizing that Ian was just a child, the car dealer breathed a sigh of relief.
"Imp, do you have a driver's license? Do you want to buy a car?"
The car dealer's eyes were tangled.
It's like having a battle of conscience.
"It's so funny, I'm going to be a soul ringer, what kind of driver's license do I need?" Ian felt that the other person's mind was not normal, and he hoped that the other person could drink a few more bottles of walnut juice after returning home.
+
The car dealer's conscience was immediately relieved.
"You want money rather than life, right? Here you go!" He took out a large stack of knives from his trouser pocket, and slapped it into Ian's hand along with the key. He was relieved the moment the key was released.
"You are the one who is looking for death. Don't blame me. Don't blame me." As if to convince himself, the car dealer kept repeating this sentence and ran away as if to escape.
"..."
On the open ground.
Ian was left alone looking at the key and knife in his hand.
He looked a little confused.
"We agreed to eight hundred, but gave me seven thousand two - Metropolis is still a fool." Ian felt a little emotional, and he felt that he should probably increase the price of his services appropriately.
Yes.
His charging standards in school are obviously not suitable for this society. Ian, who made back all his previous expenses,
Started to take a few laps around to see the cool American muscle cars.
"So cool~"
Of course, what Ian valued was not that there were soul rings in this car. He just clearly judged that with so many soul rings, a Titled Douluo-level muscle car must have an autonomous driving function.
"I bet there will be automatic repair, this is my dream car!" When Ian's fingers crossed the hood, Dodge Hellcat's car lights flashed strangely.
"This car is fueled only by human blood."
Demon Head spoke quietly in the schoolbag behind Ian.
Very scary.
Ian was indeed frightened.
Because he quickly calculated in his mind, even if he was a first-hand recycler to purchase human blood, a bag of 400
The price of ml of whole blood will also reach between 200 and 300 US dollars.
This fuel is really much more expensive than oil.
"Sure enough, high-end cars also have high-end operating costs." Ian couldn't help but sigh. He had an idea, the second, and the third, and he had a perfect countermeasure.
"I'll just say I'm resourceful."
The happy Ian became excited again.
"What do you mean?"
Demon Head is still a little confused.
"Human blood is so expensive. Hellcat should drink Hell's blood. Free fuel is the best fuel." Ian's words made Demon Head in the schoolbag even more confused.
"What Hell blood?"
Demon Head is puzzled.
However.
This confusion only lasted until Ian took it out of the bag.
"Don't! Don't do this!"
When being twisted hard into a Muggle shape by Ian.
Demons realized it.