American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

Smallville Township Hospital.

Outside the convenience store.

The cold wind blew through his thin shirt and hit his skin.

Ignore the biting cold wind,

The tall Clark put the coins in his hand into the vending machine.

"Clang~"

As the machine runs, a bottle of delicious food falls.

He took out the can of Coke and pulled off the tab, feeling the soda mixed with carbon dioxide enter his stomach.

The cool and refreshing taste made Clark couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Coke must not only be ice-cold, but must also be delicious.

Humming a Kansas folk tune, Clark shook his head.

Mother Martha recovered and her powers returned.

And more importantly, he will soon have a younger brother or cute sister.

Clark walked towards the entrance of the hospital with steps. He planned to guard Martha tonight and let his adoptive father Jonathan go back to rest.

"Kal-El."

A faint sound that seemed to float down from the night above sounded from Clark's ears.

The owner of the voice seemed very weak, calling Clark with difficulty: "Son of Krypton, bear the last hope of Krypton, come to me."

"what happened?"

Listening to the sounds coming from all directions, Clark couldn't help but tense up and look around with a vigilant expression.

The flowers cultivated in the hospital flower bed swayed with the night wind, except for a burst of fragrance, there was nothing else.

"Am I hallucinating?"

Clark took out his ears, doubting his hearing.

"No, Clark Kent, I'm in the flowers, coming to me."

"In the flowers?"

Clark frowned slightly and glanced across the flower bed, using his clairvoyance ability to penetrate the flowers and plants. Soon, a palm-sized ball of light emitting orange light appeared in his sight.

"Jor Al", who narrowly escaped death from Geno's heat sight but was seriously injured, said seductively: "Yes, that's it, pick me up."

"No!" Clark, who was about to bend down to pick up the ball of light, paused.

He frowned slightly and stepped back.

After experiencing many things and spending time with Geno, Clark now has the vigilance he should have.

This sudden appearance of the ball of light may well be hiding some conspiracy.

Seeing the boy who suddenly stopped moving, the ball of light suddenly became anxious. It said: "I am the will of your father, Jor Al!"

"I came to you to tell you about my life experience."

"And the message from your biological mother."

The shameless Jor Al even used the name of Clark's biological mother. Jor Al, who had been observing Clark for a long time, obviously knew what Clark's weakness was.

Compared to Gino, who is difficult to control, Clark is easier to control, and this is why Jor Al turned to look for Clark.

Since the first choice Geno rejected him, the second choice Clark is not bad.

Sure enough, the message from his birth mother seemed to have some magic power. Clark, who was originally planning to leave and run to find Jino, stopped. He tilted his head, but Martha's appearance subconsciously appeared in his mind. He hesitated for a moment and said: " You mean, my biological mother?"

The boy suddenly thought of many things.

What is his biological mother's name? Does his biological mother love him?

If you love yourself, why would you give yourself away?

All kinds of doubts seemed to plague Clark like a heavy fog.

Desperate for an answer, Clark couldn't help but take a few steps forward and asked, "I'm asking you, what do you know?!"

"I know a lot, kid." Qiao El's voice pondered for a moment and then slowly sounded: "But you don't need to know right now."

"what?"

Before Clark could react, the distance was less than two meters, and the orange ball of light on the ground suddenly shot out a colorful rainbow-like stream of light from the center.

They hit Clark's chest with a roar, and with a burst of heart-piercing pain, Clark wailed and tore off his clothes.

The light flowing into his body seemed to contain strange magic power, and it seemed to be converging on Clark's chest consciously.

Then, the temperature on the chest increased, and the torn skin outlined a hideous scar. From a distance, the scar gradually formed a bloody "S" pattern, which was clearly the emblem of the Al family.

Clark fell to the ground, writhing in pain, covering his forehead with his hands, trying to resist the strange will rooted in his mind.

However, the other party obviously would not give him a chance.

"Now, obey my orders!"

Jor Al's voice sounded in Clark's mind like a god: "Go to the Luther Chemical Plant and bring me everything there!"

As an old coin who secretly observes, Jor Al has seen that bald man often haunting the Luther Chemical Plant, so there must be something hidden there.

"Uh, yes, yes!"

His big eyes gradually became dull and gray. He put down his hands, and the expressionless Clark got up like a rigid robot and walked slowly towards the direction of Luther Chemical Plant.

"B-zero, if you mess with that TV and make any noise again, I promise you, I'm going to smash it."

In the factory laboratory, Lex stood in front of a precision instrument, trying to control these expensive technological equipment to extract the mysterious energy contained in the quantum mask. After all, this material order can support people to travel through the universe. Lex was very interested.

Hearing Lex's warning, Bizarro in the corner carefully turned down the sound of the TV and whispered: "Lex, bad."

Ignoring Bizarro, who had the IQ of a six-year-old child, Lex quickly tapped the keyboard with his fingers to write programs.

"Zizi~"

The intercom on the table rang with the sound of chaotic electricity, and then the security guard's slightly frightened voice sounded: "Mr. Lex, leave quickly, a madman has broken into the factory!"

The tone was exciting and the voice was urgent, and it didn't sound fake.

"Pap~"

After typing the last line of space keys, Lex stopped what he was doing, frowned and picked up the walkie-talkie on the table, while pressing the emergency button to evacuate the scientists from the entire underground base.

"Tell me carefully, what happened?"

"Oh my gosh, I just can't put it into words."

The security guard's voice was filled with fear, and fierce gunshots were heard from the other end of the intercom.

"Bang bang bang!"

As the gunshots ended, the security guard's voice even contained a hint of crying: "Oh my God, he actually, not even a bullet can kill him."

"Bullets?" Lex tightened his grip on the walkie-talkie, but before he could ask again, a harsh blast sounded from the walkie-talkie.

The call was interrupted, Lex switched the computer interface with a solemn expression, and soon fell out of the factory surveillance.

I saw a group of security guards lying around outside the factory gate. In the darkness of the night, a tall figure was walking towards the factory.

"Dammit, Bizarro, stop him."

Regardless of who the intruder is, Lex only knows that his research here cannot be exposed.

If exposed, the shock to the world would be no less than dropping a hydrogen bomb!

As he said that, he took out his phone and called Jino.

Brother Danger, come quickly!