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Chapter 57: The Deformed Father and Son

At this time, it was in an ancient castle on the outskirts of the town.

Lex Luthor, looking at his scrapped Porsche, and the crash analysis chart on his computer.

"I was crashing into him at 60 yards, and I was sure I definitely hit him.

I broke the fence on the side of the road.

The front of the car is scrapped, but my roof didn't hit anything, how did this hole break?

It's all a mystery.

Looks like I'm going to find someone to check it out.

But wouldn't Clark be upset in that case?"

Lex's nature isn't actually bad.

But living in such a family, with such a father, it is very difficult to really want to get out of the mud without staining, and clear ripples without demons.

Growing up, he had few friends.

This Clark Kent not only saved his life, but also asked for nothing more from him.

The main thing is that the character is very, very sunny.

Sometimes what you can't do, you see others do.

It will be very gratifying, too.

Lex actually just wants to be a good person, that's all.

He treats Clark as his only friend.

So I especially care about Clark's feelings.

He didn't know if he should look it up or not.

But if he didn't investigate, he would never know what happened at that time.

Contradictory, very contradictory.

At this time, Lex was entangled.

"Forget it, let's not check it for the time being, let's check my father's secret laboratories first, what is he hiding from me?"

Lex and Leon, father and son, don't have the slightest sense of trust in each other.

Knowing the son is like the father, and the father is like the son.

The personalities and personalities of the two are well known to each other.

31 Thinking of this, Lex also drove his own Porsche to the Metropolis.

He has his own sources of information.

I also found out that the abandoned chemical plant was originally abandoned, and in fact, trucks came in and out every day.

There must have been some truth hidden from him that his father was hiding from him.

Leon usually compares himself to Julius Caesar.

Lex thinks so too.

As a generation of emperors, the transfer of power was very bloody and dirty.

Lex wants to take control of the Luther Syndicate.

And Leon is certainly not willing to give up power.

That's the pain point between them.

When Lex arrived at Met, Donald and Clark arrived at about the same time.

And it's just that inch, so that the three of them met.

"Clark, and you should be Donald of the Sullivan family, why did you come to the Met today?"

Lex is also a little curious about Clarke's appearance in the Met.

Young people in small towns rarely go to big cities.

If you go, there must be something.

It's not that Lex thinks badly of the two of them.

It's just that Lex wants to know what they're going to do, and if he can help, he'll help.

"We ......"

Clark is a not very good liar, and he really can't make up any decent reasons for it all at once.

"Nothing, just wanting to buy some Christmas presents.

Smallville doesn't have a decent place to shop. "

Donald picked up the conversation and said.

"It's really a problem, Smallville doesn't have a large population, and if you open a big mall, it's definitely not worth it.

No one will do this kind of loss-making business. "

Lex couldn't agree more with what Donald said.

As a son who was raised by Leon from a young age, this business acumen must be there.

"Since we just happened to meet each other, why don't we just go to dinner together, I'll have a treat. "

Clark was about to refuse, but was gently tugged by Donald.

"Then thank you in advance, I can have a big meal tonight. "

The two got into Lex's car, which was a 4-seater urban coupe, and although the Air Force was relatively compact, it was barely enough to sit.

As the richest second generation in the metropolis, Lex can reach 100,000 US dollars per month in pocket money.

If you don't have enough flowers, you can continue to reach out and ask for it.

In daily life, you will definitely not be wronged.

The three went to a fancy restaurant.

It took almost two hours to eat, and it was a waste of life.

Fortunately, Donald will always let the two out-of-body avatars x1 and x2 use their super brains to comprehend and analyze the nine secrets.

He didn't care if he didn't waste his time.

"It seems that today's shopping plan is completely incomplete, so I can only continue tomorrow, so let's find a place to stay first, Clark. "

Donald said after eating.

This is not actually for Clark, but for Lex.

"It's all my fault, I'm messing up your plans.

I'll take care of your accommodation tonight.

Wait a minute. "

In those days, there were no smart phones, but mobile phones for making calls had been available for a long time.

Compared with the future smart phones getting bigger and bigger, then the current feature phones are getting smaller and smaller.

The smaller it is, the more it can reflect the scientific and technological content.

Lex pulled out a small cell phone about the size of his thumb from his pocket, plugged it in, and made a call to the hotel.

It took a short time to book a room for the two of them.

All are luxury suites.

Hotels Xi refer to this luxury suite as the Presidential Suite.

It's just to charge a little more.

Lex also sent the two to the hotel very intimately, and as for himself, he made an excuse to leave because of something.

It was past 12 o'clock in the evening. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Donald appears in Clark's room.

"Wake up, it's time. "

"It's 12 o'clock so soon, I just squint.

I have to say that the luxury suite of this big hotel, even this bed is very comfortable to sleep on. "

"Of course, it has to be a little expensive, otherwise how can consumers pay. []

Without further ado, hurry up and change your clothes. "

Previously, Clark had studied materials science for a while.

For Kryptonians with super brains, knowledge on Earth is still relatively easy, after all, it has only been developed for a few years.

In the end, Clark created a dress for himself by buying materials on his own.

When there is a special operation, he will wear this outfit.

This material is radiation resistant.

After wearing this clothes, Kryptonite is no longer Superman's nemesis.

It's just that the strength is still a little poor.

This material is a bit like spider silk.

For ordinary people, this strength is already beyond the standard, but for Superman, this thing will rot as soon as it is torn, and it is more brittle than mesh stockings.

He had to be careful when he wore it.

At that time, it cost him the pocket money he had saved since he was a child.

I felt distressed for a long time.

Clark changed his clothes, leaving no part of his entire body exposed.

Even the two holes in the eye were sewn with lenses.

This lens is removed from the top of the sunglasses.

Others don't see a little bit at all.

So as to ensure that their identity is not leaked to the greatest extent.

Comparatively, Donald is much more luxurious.

At this time, he was wearing the same armor as Black Lex.

Although this set of armor is almost exhausted of small controllable nuclear fusion reactors.

But Donald: He doesn't need this armor to provide additional protection or flying or attacking capabilities.

He only needs the most basic functions of this armor.

Observations, data calculations and analysis, and networked recordings.

As long as it's not too big of data, it doesn't consume much energy at all.

"Where did you get this?"

Clark saw Donald appear in front of him again, but he was wearing a very handsome black armor.

There is one thing to say, he is very envious.

As a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, who can refuse a handsome set of armor?

This is simply Clark's dream armor.

It looks good no matter how you look at it.

As for the other functions of this suit of armor, Clark didn't care at all.

Oh, shallow teen Superman!

"Picked it up on the side of the road. "

"I want it too. "

"Just pick up this set, if you want to pick it up yourself. "

"You don't have a word of truth out of your mouth. "

Clark was still helpless and speechless about Donald.

The two men soon reached the roof of the abandoned chemical factory.

Using clairvoyance and super hearing, Clark quickly found Mr. Tinsmond.

At this time, he was in a room surrounded by walls made of extra-thick reinforced concrete.

The ceiling height of this room has reached an astonishing 5 meters, and the area is about 600 square meters.

Inside this huge room, there is also a small house.

Emily was in that little house, playing with a few dolls.

One of the walls of this small house is actually one-way glass.

Leon and Mr. Tinsmond stood in front of this one-way glass, looking at Emily in the small house.

"Mr. Luther, the cloning program needs more funding.

Soon I'll be able to solve the problem of clones aging too quickly, and I've got an idea. "

For the sake of his daughter to be able to live under the sun like a normal person, Tinsmond doesn't care about his face at all.

Reaching out and asking for money, that's called a nature.

"Soon, how fast is very fast, what I see here is that the aging rate of your 7 consecutive experimental materials is far more than 10 times faster than ordinary people.

There has been little progress.

If you ask me to invest more, you've got to get some results. "

As a very successful capitalist, Leon is not a philanthropist.

The reason why he supported the project was not to fulfill the dream of a reunion between Mr. Tinsmond's father and daughter.

In the end, he was still doing it for himself.

He had severe liver problems.

Now Leon's liver function has been almost completely lost.

Unless an organ transplant is performed, he has just over a year left to live.

However, there will also be rejection in other people's organ transplants.

And if it is an organ transplant as large as a liver, even if the transplant is successful, in the end, his life will not be very long.

It's not like cutting a piece from the tip of your boyfriend's rib to pad your nose.

So the best thing to do is to transplant yourself with your own organs.

This requires cloning to clone oneself using cloning technology.

This is the ultimate reason why he supports Mr. Tinsmond's cloning experiment.

Because he's afraid of death.

The richer the person, the more afraid of death, he has built such a big business empire, and before he can start to enjoy the happiness, the people are gone, so what is the point of his life's struggle? .