American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

Small town high school.

The students who got off the school bus walked together in twos and threes.

"So, you got a love letter?"

Chloe held the love letter handed over by Lana and read it with a strange expression: "But it's a bit scary that you found this in the cemetery."

"It's okay." Lana shrugged, tilted her head, and said with a smile: "Receiving love letters is like a lost art to me."

Peter stepped forward and looked at the envelope: "Do you know who wrote it?"

"I don't know, maybe some unknown person."

The three of them were talking when Peter was tapped on the shoulder.

"Hey, good morning everyone."

Clark, with bruises on his eyes, greeted several people with a smile.

However, the moment she heard Clark's voice, Lana's originally smiling face instantly turned cold, and she walked away quickly with an expressionless expression, obviously very upset about Clark's performance that day.

"Hey Clark!"

Jesse came out of nowhere and blocked Clark: "Where's the date we agreed on? Big boy, I've been waiting for a long time."

Peter gave Clark a look that asked for blessings, and then walked away.

Clark's head suddenly felt heavy.

If he could go back in time, he would never choose to buy that ring.

See what you get after buying a ring?

Originally, the pursuit of Lana was progressing smoothly, but now it has reached a deadlock. Even the adoptive parents have criticized his previous performance in the past few days.

After prevaricating and sending Jesse away, Clark clutched his forehead in distress, feeling upset for a moment.

"If you need advice."

A strong arm went around Clark's shoulders: "My advice is to take them all."

"Don't say that, Gino." Clark looked at his friend with a grimace.

"What's wrong?" Gino blinked at Clark: "Both ladies have their own merits."

"Lovely Lana."

"Hot Jesse."

Jino opened his palm and clenched it slightly: "If I were you, I would take them all."

"What about Chloe?" Clark looked into Gino's eyes and counterattacked, unwilling to be outdone: "Isn't she excellent?"

"But I never asked her out on a date."

Clark was silent, okay, it was indeed his fault, and even asked Jesse on a date in front of Lana.

Not thinking about being upset, Clark decided to consult Gino about what he was holding back.

"Did you hear what happened last night?"

"I met a terrible enemy last night"

The two walked to the classroom and talked.

Jino suppressed a smile and sat in his seat: "That's really scary, so that's how you got the blue circles under your eyes?"

"That's right, but I'm more worried about another thing." Clark pointed to his own eyes, then looked at Gino's eyes: "You have it too, right?"

"have what?"

"It's that ability to shoot heat vision out of your eyes."

"So that's what you're talking about." Gino raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Yes, like you, I do have heat vision, but is there any problem with it?"

Listening to Gino's words, Clark felt happy in his heart. Gino also had this ability. Maybe he could get advice from the other party.

"That's right." Clark pursed his lips, recalling the scene that night, and said with regret: "I discovered that I can emit extremely destructive terror rays from my eyes, but the worst thing is, I can't control it. energy output.”

To describe it simply, it is like bombarding mosquitoes with anti-aircraft artillery, unable to control the output scale.

"Well, this is indeed a problem, but there is a solution." Geno thought for a while: "I also encountered that situation at the time, but as long as I practice more, I can control the output power."

The young man patted Clark on the shoulder and said, "It's just like driving a car, practice more and practice makes perfect."

"My advice is to go find a scarecrow or something on your farm and practice the ability until you master it easily."

"And one more thing."

Jino picked up the pen on the table and turned it around while casually saying: "I met Lana in the cemetery last night."

"She should be visiting her parents."

Clark sighed. As the goddess's licking dog, the boy knew that the death of Lana's parents was related to the meteorite rain he brought on the day he landed on the earth.

So for Lana, part of Clark's feelings were guilt. If it hadn't been for him, maybe Lana's parents wouldn't have died.

"Then he found a love letter to her on his parent's grave."

Gino looked at Clark with a smile. He held his chin up and said, "Well, the love letter that suddenly appeared in the cemetery reminds me of the strange things that often happen in the small town."

Before Gino could finish speaking, Clark stood up with a "Teng" sound, unable to sit still:

"Lana might be in danger!"

Putting aside the practice of heat vision, Clark turned to look behind him.

Lana was sitting with Chloe, and she had a crumpled piece of paper in her hand.

His eyes easily penetrated the white paper envelope, and when he saw the contents on the letter paper, Clark's face turned even darker.

"So, what are you going to do?" Chloe poked Lana in the arm.

"It's very simple." Lana pursed her lips: "I plan to go to the cemetery tonight and wait. I want to know who that person is."

"Cemetery Adventure." Chloe bit the penholder: "Maybe this is a good newspaper material, add me!"

The night wind blew through the cemetery, bringing with it the sound of wind chimes.

The rusty brass wind chimes made a crisp "dinging" sound.

The smell of vegetation and earth permeates the cemetery along the airflow, giving people a sense of intimacy embracing nature.

But the towering tombstones ruined this feeling.

Cemetery, tombstone, corpse, death, dissolution.

People always like to think about things. When they see something, they will always think about more related things.

"Honestly, I regret wearing so little." Chloe rubbed her arms, and after feeling warm for a moment, she placed the bouquet in her hand in front of Lana's parents' tombstone.

Lana squatted on the ground and brushed away the dead leaves on the tombstone, and asked her companion casually: "Do you think he will show up?"

Chloe followed Lana's wishes and said, "Most likely."

"If a boy likes a girl, he will stick with it instead of giving up halfway."

Time passed by minute by second, and apart from the night wind hitting his body like a sharp blade, the only thing left was the night owl's cry that made people hair-raising.

"Hiss, it's really too cold."

Chloe held her hands and shivered. The cemetery was built in a remote place with few human traces. In addition, the temperature dropped at night, the soil was moist, and the cold air was unbearable.

"Well, it seems we can't wait"

Before Lana finished speaking, there was a rustling sound from the bushes not far away~

"Someone is there!"

Lana stood up and bravely rushed towards the bushes.

Under the bright moonlight, she saw a figure in white stumbling away from the cemetery.

"Hey! Wait, don't run!" Lana shouted: "I just want to talk to you."