Comic: Becoming a Phantom Thief to Steal Hearts

Lucas, who has always considered himself mature, was praised by Clark as a good boy, and he felt a little excited for a while.

This is not a mocking and malicious title like laughing wildly, but real kindness and sincerity.

"Um...thank you." Lucas said at a loss.

"You are very good Lucas, you can be more confident." Clark smiled.

He has now figured out Lucas's character to some extent. When getting along with him, he doesn't need to think too much. He can just say what he says and feels directly. This will make Lucas more comfortable, and this is exactly what Clark is. What you are good at.

"Are you going to the farm..." Connor scratched the door frame sadly, "It's too biased, Clark! Why didn't anyone invite me to go?"

"Ah, there's no such thing!" Clark quickly denied.

"Then do you want to come together?" Lucas asked calmly.

"Yes!" Connor responded excitedly.

The sad expression disappeared immediately, so fast that Clark felt that Connor was playing himself.

Looking at Connor who was happy about himself, and Clark who was doubting himself, Lucas felt that these two people were really interesting.

After agreeing on a time with everyone in the Phantom Thieves, Lucas stayed at the Fortress of Solitude for another two days. He and Connor explored the Fortress together, learning about and learning about the magical races in the universe. Connor also interacted with the Kryptonian dog Krypton. They became friends, but Lucas looked a little weird when facing the dogs, but Clark understood that he was thinking of those Robin dogs who were laughing wildly, so he didn't force Lucas.

After two relaxing and pleasant days, Lucas arrived at the farm in Kansas.

"Hello." The kind old man said with a smile.

Martha Kent, the great mother who raised Superman and taught Clark kindness and justice, sat beside her, Clark's girlfriend Lois.

"Lois told me about you, Lucas and Connor, right?"

"Well, Connor Kent, Grandma Martha." Connor said with a smile.

"Lucas Easton." Lucas nodded. "Good afternoon, Mrs. Martha."

"That's so polite, Lucas." Martha shook her head gently and looked at Lucas softly, "A family doesn't need to be so polite."

Lucas opened his mouth. In fact, every person older than him he met these days said this, as if he was familiar with the person he just met. But this feeling is actually not bad. Maybe they It’s just that he saw this through and came close to him without any scruples.

Love it as you like, Lucas lay down. In just these few days, he completed the transformation from a lonely orphan to one with many relatives.

But he actually didn't know how to deal with such a scene. He was sitting on the sofa of Kent's house, holding a cup of black tea with a little sugar and no milk that suited his taste. There was also fruit on the table.

At this time, Lucas envied the heartless Connor. Even though he had the blood of Clark's nemesis Luther, he could still talk and laugh with Martha very naturally.

Connor spoke sweetly, and it didn't take long to make Martha laugh.

"Hahaha, I haven't had so many guests in a long time." Martha wiped the tears from her eyes, "Since Jonathan left, I have basically lived alone."

"Martha..." Clark said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

"No, no, no, this is not a blame, my dear son." Martha said tolerantly, "I am really happy to see that you can become friends with so many people and are about to start a family."

"I'll come back to see you often, Martha," Clark promised.

"Well, as long as you are safe, it will be fine." Martha held Clark's hand.

The Doomsday incident made the whole world mourn for Superman, but the saddest thing was his mother Martha.

"By the way, are Lucas's friends coming over to play today?" Martha turned her attention to Lucas, who didn't say much.

"Yes, excuse me." Lucas' back straightened immediately.

"It's okay, don't bother me." Martha said cheerfully, "I don't have much fun here, so I made some apple pie to welcome these children. I hope you don't dislike it."

"No." Lucas whispered.

After spending some leisure time, Clark and Connor went to the cornfield to help Martha with farm work, while Lucas and Lois stayed in the main house.

Today is a really good day. The golden sunshine lazily shines through the gaps in the clouds, shining warmly on the body.

It stands to reason that Lucas, who has Kryptonian blood, is extremely close to the sun, but in fact, he will unconsciously stay away from the sun and subconsciously stay in the shadows.

This is not just because the kryptonite in the heart will suppress the body that becomes active when exposed to the sun, but more of a habit.

"Don't you like to bask in the sun?" Louise sat next to him and asked curiously.

"It won't be comfortable," Lucas said.

"Huh? But Clark likes it very much." Louise didn't know Lucas's specific physical condition, so she was a little surprised.

Lucas lowered his eyes. Indeed, he didn't look like a Kryptonian at all. There was no way to argue with that.

"If you don't like it, just don't like it..." Louise gave up the idea of ​​delving into it and instead sent an invitation, "Want to come and see my studio?"

Anyway, now that I have nothing to do, it’s okay to take a look, thinking so, Lucas nodded.

As a gold medal reporter, Louise's studio is naturally equipped with all kinds of equipment, but Lucas is not a relevant practitioner and has no hobbies in this area, so he will not make any comments.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the various awards piled on the table.

"Aren't these... going to be hung up?"

"Ah, those are all past honors, they are of no use after I get them." Louise said nonchalantly.

"What's more, I embarked on this road to help more people. As long as their current situation changes even a little bit because of my reporting, then my work is meaningful. On the contrary, awards and external honors are insignificant. ”

Although Louise seemed to say this lightly, Lucas understood that this was a very great pursuit. As an ordinary person, Louise seemed to be shining, no less than a superhero.

"A great ambition, Louise," Lucas said.

"Yes, this is the reason why I work hard and the meaning of my life." Louise looked at Lucas, "So what about Lucas, what do you plan to do in the future?"

"The future..." Lucas lowered his head blankly. It's not like the Phantom Thieves had never talked about this topic before, but Lucas didn't come up with anything at that time, and it's almost the same now.

In his vision for the future, there was nothing other than fighting against the dark universe. In other words, even the possibility of survival was extremely small. But how could Lucas tell this to ordinary Louise?

The small room was quiet, but Louise was still waiting patiently for Lucas's answer.

Under her gentle gaze, Lucas shook his head honestly, "I'm sorry, I don't know." After a pause, he added, "Or maybe I didn't think about it at all."

"It doesn't matter." Louise naturally didn't think of any heavy reasons and said immediately, "Many people don't know what they should do when they reach my age. It's normal for you not to know."

She winked playfully, "But I always feel that you have your own ideas, so there must be no problem."

"……Um."

He was born as a weapon, but now he has the added responsibility of saving the world, that's all.

But Louise just wanted to sigh. She didn't know what happened during these few days of separation. Lucas seemed to be even more worried.

Although he looked more natural and relaxed than when they first met, it was harder to see his heart clearly.

Clark really gave her a difficult problem. This child was not the type to open up his heart in just a few words.

Louise thought of Lucas's friends who would be coming soon, and came up with a plan.

Louise gave up the idea of ​​continuing to talk to Lucas, but patted his back naturally, "Okay, your friends are coming soon, let's go down and prepare some food for them, only Ma Sarah’s apple pie isn’t enough.”

The sudden change of topic made Lucas stunned for a moment, but he quickly responded and agreed, "Oh, okay."

Lucas's cooking skills can only be considered average, and he can just make do with it, but it can't be justified for entertaining people. When he lived in New York, Aunt May often invited Lucas to their house for dinner.

And Louise is very good at this. Not only did she bake some sweet cookies, she even had time to make beautiful little cakes.

"Yeah." Louise held the baking sheet and looked at her results with satisfaction. She turned to Lucas and said, "These should be enough. When Clark and Connor come back, we can pop some popcorn. "

"It's very rich, please." Lucas said gratefully.

"These are all small things." Louise said carelessly.

Sure enough, Lucas would feel much more relaxed when talking about his companions. If they really wanted to get into this child's heart, they would have to spend time and energy to accompany him.

After helping to make black tea, Lucas finally saw a bus arriving, and several people filed out.

"Wow! It's so big!" Mindy exclaimed.

"Yes, there are many wheat fields along the way." Gwen agreed.

Hope stood energetically on Peter's shoulders, "After all, there are farms nearby."

"It's very warm." Raven squinted her eyes and said with enjoyment.

"Because it's summer now." Harry said expressionlessly, holding an umbrella.

"I guess when she said warm, she didn't mean temperature," Mindy said.

Raven nodded in agreement.

"Ah, why can I guess your thoughts now?" Mindy raised her forehead helplessly.

Peter kept looking around as soon as he got out of the car. He quickly saw Lucas opening the door. He immediately smiled and waved at Lucas excitedly, "Lucas! We are here!"

"I saw it from a distance." Lucas walked over and said helplessly.

Gwen looked Lucas up and down and said worriedly, "I haven't seen him for a few days. Lucas, you have lost a lot of weight."

"That's right!" Hope flew into Lucas's arms, "Did you not eat well?"

Seeing Hope's expression like a child, Lucas was a little dumbfounded, "No, no, the food is still delicious."

He even eats a little more than before. As for the reason for losing weight, it is most likely caused by overthinking.

In order to prevent Gwen from continuing to focus on her health problems, Lucas quickly changed the subject, "Let's talk inside first, it's too hot outside."

"Agreed," Harry said weakly.

He is as white as a vampire after sitting in an office all year round. Going out in such hot weather is like killing him.

"You are Harry too! You need to exercise well, otherwise, your physical strength will not be enough!" Gwen said with hatred.

Even though Harry's illness has recovered and he is basically like a normal person, his lack of exercise habits makes it difficult for Harry to sustain long-term battles. He often wilts in the middle of a fight. It is true that the damage is high but it does not last long.

"I'll try my best," Harry sighed.

This is not just his own problem. This persona consumes too much physical energy. If he really completes the journey, he must have the physique of Peter. However, Peter's persona consumes very little energy. It is simply a dry job. Death, waterlogging, waterlogging, death.

"Where's Tim?" Lucas didn't see a familiar figure.

"As he said, there is still something to finish, and it may not arrive until evening." Gwen said.

Lucas nodded. Tim's busyness was completely understandable. After all, Osborne Group's main business was medical and military industry, so Wayne Group was a super conglomerate involved in all aspects.

Clark and Connor, who were listening to the noise from a distance, also flew back.

"Welcome, kids," Clark said friendly.

"Hello...Hello, Super...Superman..." Peter blushed and stumbled, looking like he was about to faint from excitement.

Gwen quickly hit Peter's waist with her elbow, finally bringing him back to his senses.

"Oh, can...can you give me an autograph?" Peter quickly took out a Superman poster from his backpack and looked at Clark unblinkingly.

"Of course." Clark had long been accustomed to the enthusiasm of his fans. He naturally took out a pen and signed Superman on Peter's poster.

"Wow! I will definitely keep it well!" Peter excitedly hugged the poster in his hand.

Clark looked at the others who were suppressing their excitement, smiled and raised the pen in his hand, "Do you want it?"

"Yes!" Mindy took the lead and raised her hands high.

Looking at Clark being surrounded, Connor, who was holding a basket of corn, thought of himself.

"Sooner or later, I will become a superhero that everyone likes like Clark!" He said with great fighting spirit.

"Well, you can definitely do it." Lucas, who noticed the fighting spirit in Connor's heart, raised the corners of his mouth slightly.