fantasy comics

the next day, early morning

Carlos, who worked hard for most of the night last night and rested for less than 5 hours, got up without an alarm clock or staying in bed. The final analysis is that the Ultraman genetic factor he brought allows him to obtain energy as long as he is exposed to light, which can make him as strong as the Superman in the metropolis next door. When he puts on the Ultra suit, his attributes are already very terrifying.

Host: Carlos Grant

Fist power: 105 tons

Kick force: 15 tons

Speed: 100 meters/3 seconds

Skills: (Level 6/Level 15)

This is the attribute that Carlos has after putting on the ter suit. This attribute is much stronger than the final form of some bottom Kamen Riders, but in this dangerous world, Carlos can only be regarded as a child who has just started to walk.

"I made two more breakfasts today than usual." Carlos quickly finished washing and went to the restaurant downstairs.

"Did I hear you right? Make two more servings than usual?" The chef and nanny hired by their family asked Carlos in disbelief.

"Yes, I've started to grow again recently." Carlos wanted to interrupt the nanny's thoughts.

But to grow healthy, you don't need to eat two extra breakfasts. Such a diet is not healthy. However, the nanny just thought about it. After all, she still wants the young mother to pay her a high salary to support her two children.

"Oh oh oh, why did it become so delicious today?" Kate Grant, who has to get up early every morning to prepare everything for the day, also found it strange.

"Mom, I'm only 17 and I'm still underage. I can still grow."

"But you must have eaten too much for breakfast." Thinking of the reason for using the child to grow taller, Cat Grant gradually gave up other thoughts.

"I'm going to school first." Two more breakfasts than usual were unable to withstand Carlos's overwhelming efforts.

"By the way, I want a big tomahawk steak tonight." Carlos, who was about to go out, made another request under the strange looks of his adoptive mother and nanny.

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"I'm not late today." Carlos, who still has some time before class, slowly walked along the campus paths of this high-end private school.

"Bad capitalism." Carlos sneered.

"This fountain is quite beautiful." (Really fragrant)

"Oh, who is this? It turns out he is the noble son raised by the big boss."

The visitor's tone made Carlos feel very sinister. Carlos took a closer look at the man's sinister features, but his confidence obviously came from the school football ace behind him - Joe Guerrero.

As a Caucasian, Joe Guerrero is still a minor but has a height of nearly 1 meters, which makes him the ace of the school football team.

"Qiao, what's the matter with you? If not, I'll leave first." Carlos is not afraid of making trouble now. If he wants to make trouble, he is afraid that one punch can knock the brain in front of him from the right to the left.

"Borrow some money, good brother." This guy took advantage of his good family background and physical fitness to run rampant on campus. This time, he might have his mind set on Carlos.

"Oh, really? I'm afraid it won't work this time." Carlos lowered his head deliberately as if he was afraid of Joe, but in fact he was deliberately not letting people see the pitiful expression on his face after he thought of the gorilla's violent beating. Yes, he smiled like a kid who could hit two streets.

"Hurry up." Joe took two more steps away from Carlos.

"Did you hear me when I said hurry up!" It was obvious that this idiot was going to be in trouble.

When Carlos didn't get what he wanted, Joe became angry and wanted to come and take it personally. Anyway, according to the thinking of American parents, if you are tortured, you are not capable. If you are capable, you can bully him back.

"boom"

People imagine that the scene where Carlos was punched to the ground and then Joe took away Carlos' pocket money and then used a fake ID to go to the bar for a night of high fun will never happen, because Carlos captured it with his dynamic vision He reached the trajectory of Joe's fist, and then used his palm with a punch power of 07 tons to catch the relatively huge fist of the two.

"This is impossible!"

"How did he do it!"

"........."

The friends behind Joe exclaimed in amazement that Carlos would never have done such an action in the past.

Damn it, how could he be so strong that he could block my fist? Let go, this kid can't be a mutant.

"It's my turn!" Carlos did something they didn't even dare to think about under the exclaim of the punching bags sent by the author.

All they saw was Carlos kneeing Joe so hard in the stomach that he doubled up like a shrimp. But it wasn't over yet. Carlos followed up the victory with a rising dragon punch that hit Joe on the chin.

"No, you can't do this! My family is rich!"

"Your family is rich? Sorry, my family is richer, thank you!" Joe's incompetent rage seemed extremely ridiculous to Carlos. He might have left a psychological shadow because Carlos thought of a more fun way.

Carlos punched Joe so that he could not stand up straight, then sat on him and slapped Joe one after another, still chanting in his mouth.

"Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola..." It's a pity that this poor Joe didn't add the word "Nathan". He is not Dior and can't come back with "wood big wood big wood big".

In summary, a little baby was sent to pity by the author.

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"He beat the hell out of that Joe."

"He's a Eurasian. Does he know kung fu?"

"It feels so handsome."

"........."

It couldn't be helped that Carlos heard most of the sounds when he entered the classroom - his hearing had improved so much.

It seems that Carlos's superpower has awakened, and my plan is about to begin. Carla in the corner used her fingers to hold up her lead glasses, thinking about something.

"Cara?" A call brought Kara back from her thoughts. Originally, she was a little angry and wanted to retaliate, but when she looked up and saw Carlos's face, he instantly fell.

"Kara, your face looks a little strange." Carlos couldn't help but feel strange when he saw Kara's change from angry to happy.

"No, no, how could it be?" Carla looked back and flipped her hair to cover up her panic. This scene stunned Carlos, who was starting to drift off.

"Students, it's time for class."

It's that bald guy from the Mediterranean again, the old guy and his wife have their plans figured out, and with one or two strokes, Carlos will be in the palm of my hand.

"what happened to you?"

"It's nothing."

Carla noticed her flaw and quickly used her acting skills that she had practiced for several years to cover it up. However, it worked and Carlos quickly put his doubts to rest.