American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

Clark seemed to have had a long dream, a bizarre dream.

In the dream, an alien creature with gray skin and a sense of oppression held his neck with one hand, and grabbed a butt-chin man covered in black clothes with the other hand, dressing himself up as a bat.

"Darkseid is here to stay."

The hideous and terrifying guy shouted in a low voice, and then a scorching light shot out from his eyes and covered Clark.

"what!"

Clark yelled, this dream was so real that Clark broke into a cold sweat.

As his vision gradually became clearer, Clark heard the "rustling" sound of footsteps on the soil. He saw the lush trees and moist soil around him. The cool morning breeze breathed into his lungs, making Clark shiver.

He found that he was being carried on someone's back. The back was broad and strong, as if he was held in his father's arms when he was a child.

"Are you awake? Just leave by yourself when you wake up."

An indifferent yet familiar voice sounded in front of Clark, making him feel at ease.

"Snapped."

Gino lifted Clark off. The big boy stumbled on the wet soil and slowly stood up.

Clark's eyes were full of complexity as he looked at Jino's back.

Gino's attitude made Clark a little sad, but he knew that he was wrong about this.

The kind-hearted Clark knew better what he should do.

"Kino." Clark had a tangled expression, lowered his head like a primary school student who made a mistake, and muttered: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Gray attacked me last night and killed a lot of people."

"Ugh."

Listening to Clark's apology, Gino sighed. The boy didn't say anything. He turned around and looked at Clark's sincere eyes.

The boy walked up to Clark and just patted Clark on the shoulder: "Don't do this next time."

"Uh-huh."

Hearing Clark's promise, Gino just smiled and didn't take it seriously.

The kindness in Clark's heart will only make him make the same choice next time he faces the same choice.

But this is Clark, everyone has their own inherent character.

Forcing one's own will on others to force changes is a typical American hegemony. Gino doesn't like this. There are too few kind people in this world, so it would be good to let Clark always be kind.

The two walked side by side, and there was a moment of silence.

"Kino." It was Clark who broke the silence. He hesitated and asked: "How is Lana?"

"She's very good. She slept in my castle all night last night." Gino glanced at Clark: "But I advise you to think about how to explain to Jonathan and Martha why you didn't come home all night?"

After hearing Gino's words, Clark's expression froze. The big boy suddenly took a breath of air, pursed his lips and said, "I, I forgot!"

It's not terrible to offend Jonathan. Clark has already quarreled with his father more than once.

But if Martha was angry, both he and Jonathan would have to keep their mouths shut.

"I have to leave."

Clark scratched his head in embarrassment and looked at Jino: "I'll invite you to my house for dinner when you have time."

After this experience, Clark has obviously regarded Gino as a dead friend.

"Ah."

Jino nodded and said nothing, just watching Clark's figure turn into an afterimage and leave.

After Clark left, Gino walked slowly back to his castle.

Knowing from the old housekeeper that Lana had left, Jino didn't care and walked into the hall leisurely.

Before walking a few steps, Jino saw three men in suits wearing glasses, spraying perfume on their bodies, and wearing watches on their wrists.

Their appearance is typical of white-collar elites in metropolitan areas.

"Wow, I didn't know there were guests?"

Jino raised his eyebrows and smiled, took the milk brought by the maid and took a sip.

"Mr. Keno."

The white man who was the leader of the three men puffed up his chest: "We have been waiting here for Mr. Lex for an hour, and he has not shown up yet."

"Well, Domini, I don't care about these company matters." Jino shook his head, like a playboy, he picked up the cue on the pool table and played with it, his eyes swept over the three people teasingly: "Father asked you to come here What is it for?"

"Yes…"

"Don't talk yet, let me guess."

Jino leaned down and easily put a yellow ball into the bag: "It's because of the company's financial losses."

The Luther family has many properties in the small town of Smallville, and Gino knows that Rice has stolen a sum of money to promote his experimental project.

"Yes."

Dominy, one of Lionel's assistants, pushed up his glasses: "Mr. Lionel thinks that Mr. Lex will take drastic action to lay off those employees."

"Ha, I'm afraid you guys will be disappointed." Jino chuckled. His brother has always been very opinionated, even too opinionated.

"If I were you, I would only choose to leave wisely, because you can't wait for him today."

If his guess was correct, Lex might have been studying Gray's body in the experimental base.

"call."

After listening to Jino's advice, Domini's face turned blue and he was so angry.

Of course, his anger was not directed at Gino, but at that arrogant Lex.

As Lionel's assistant, Dominy knew how bad his relationship with Lex was.

He took a deep breath, waved and led his subordinates away: "In this case, I will convey Lex's attitude to Mr. Lionel."

The three of them left the castle, and Gino also dropped his clubs and called some maids to rub his shoulders.

Jino closed his eyes and squinted for a while, and soon he heard the sound of rapid footsteps.

The pace was fast and resolute, and Gino knew that his cheap brother was coming.

Lex walked into the hall, took off his shirt and suit, and glanced at Geno, who was slumped on the sofa and letting the maids squeeze his legs:

"Are those nasty guys gone?"

"Ah, they left, but I guess the person you hate the most will come here soon." Jino shrugged: "Soon there will be another round of fierce quarrels."

"Ha, he doesn't understand the greatness of this experiment, and I won't let him know." Lex sneered, dismissing Lionel who was about to arrive.

He looked down on his dad, and his dad always felt Lex disobeyed him.

If I had to use one word to describe their relationship, it would be "naughty"

"So, how was the experiment?" Gino chuckled and waved. The maids respectfully left, leaving only Gino and Lex in the hall.

Hearing Gino mention the experimental project, Lex's eyes seemed to be burning with a flame called passion: "I can't imagine, do you know those kryptonites, they can actually modify human genes, thus bringing about all kinds of strange abilities?"

"so?"

Keno Bear spread his hands.

Lex leaned on the table, holding his chin thoughtfully and said: "If I use kryptonite to strengthen the DNA of those transformers, plus the Clark gene you mentioned before, what can I create? "