Save that bat! [Comprehensive British and American]

Clark and Pietro obediently stood at the door and waited for half an hour.

In the end, Pietro couldn't help but scratched his short silver hair, as if he had been waiting for a century, and said dryly, "We... just stand here? How about I tell you about Wanda? She's the cutest girl in the world!"

Clark patted the young boy on the shoulder: "Be patient, kid."

Of course he wasn't standing still, he was visiting the academy with X-sight, these "gifted" teenagers reminded him of Young Justice, and his son Connor.

Although Connor has already grown up, he even looks much more stable than his father.

He had been irritable and rebellious, but he yearned for Clark's approval all the time.

In fact, he is already a superhero who can stand on his own, and Clark is really proud of him.

But when he saw these teenagers who also possessed strange abilities, he still couldn't help thinking of Connor. If he hadn't been born in Luthor's laboratory and grew rapidly in just eighteen weeks, then even with Krypton With the magical power of genes, he will still have a wonderful childhood and college life.

The only thing Clark was thankful for was that he had told Connor that he recognized him and that he loved him as a father.

When Pietro repeated "Happy Time with Wanda" for the seventh time, this long history lesson finally came to an end. The boy with the speed was obviously relieved, he grabbed the corner of Clark's cloak, Quickly said: "Class is over! Come on, let me introduce my friends to you first! You just met Warren, the one with the white wings. His code name is Angel. How about it? It's very impressive!"

As he spoke, he curiously squeezed the soft red cloth in his hand, and rubbed it twice as if he had discovered a new world: "What is this made of? It's so soft and feels great to the touch!"

"It's the material from my hometown, do you like it? In the East there is a fabric called silk, which feels very similar to it."

Clark followed him into the classroom, and the unruly and wild man on the podium cast a wary look at Clark.

Clark looked at the spiky cat ear hairstyle on his head, and asked in a low voice, "Who is he?"

Pietro whispered: "It's a teacher from the academy. His name is Logan. He has a bad temper, but he can fight well. Let's not mess with him."

this distance...

Clark felt that Logan must have heard this sentence. He stared at Clark vigilantly and oppressively, folded his arms and frowned, and all the muscles in his body were tense, which made him look aggressive: "who is he?"

"He's Wanda's teammate! He's also the professor's guest."

Pietro walked among them, blocking Logan's sight, then as if he suddenly remembered something, he poked Clark's forearm slightly: "By the way, what's your name?"

Clark said softly, "Kal-El, you can also call me Superman."

Pietro puffed up his chest: "Well, his name is Carl, and he's my friend now...he's fast, as fast as me!"

Hearing the professor's name, Logan obviously relaxed a little. He touched his knuckles that were still stained with blood—the wound from the skin pierced by his sharp claws just now had healed. Then he propped up his long legs and leaned casually against the On the podium, (Clark swears that the two cat-ear-like hairs are like real cat ears, trembling slightly) he said to Clark with great certainty: "You are very dangerous."

Pietro: ? ? ?

Superman, who received countless favorability points from cat ears, hesitated for a second: "...Thank you for the compliment, you too?" Then he added the next sentence with incomparable integrity: "By the way, your hairstyle is also great."

Pietro:  …

Logan looked rebellious and irritable, but he didn't get angry unexpectedly. He simply asked: "You can see through? I can feel it. You just scanned me, what did you see?"

Clark replied truthfully: "Metal has a high density. I suspect its hardness is comparable to that of vibrating gold."

Pietro:! ! !

He said with emotion: "You are amazing, Carl, I thought it would be great to keep up with my speed-but you can still see through, and Warren said you can fly! Are you also an Omega-level mutant?"

"I'm not a mutant." Clark didn't know how to explain it to him, so he could only say, "Professor Charles knows this."

Logan and Pietro showed shocked expressions at the same time.

Pietro couldn't believe it: "Is this impossible?"

"Anything is possible." Clark patted the top of his hair: "You are too young, Pietro."

Then he raised his head and met Logan's eyes. They were a pair of resolute, rebellious, unyielding, wolf-like eyes, hiding pain and loneliness in the deepest part of his soul.

Rao, Clark is so familiar with this look.

He paused and said slowly: "This kind of metal is not common, and it is dense, so it is usually not used on the human body, which will affect your speed. But you don't seem to know its source very well, I can help you get in touch with Iron Man if needed, he knows this well and might be able to help."

Logan was silent for a while, he seemed to be considering Clark's words, and also seemed to be weighing his credibility.Since waking up, he has subconsciously doubted everything around him.It was difficult for him to judge whether a person who had just appeared in his life and made him feel a strong threat was credible.But he was eager to get his memory back, because it made him irritable and empty.

Finally, he put away the spikes on his body, stretched out his hand to Clark, and said in a deep voice, "Logan, Logan Howlett."

Clark smiled. He held his palm and said happily, "Kal-El, Superman."

Then he once again praised sincerely: "Nice to meet you, your hairstyle is really great, has anyone ever said that it really looks like cat ears?"

Pietro:  …

Pietro praised his bravery.

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Kuaiyin (envious): Are you an Omega too?

Clark (horrified): No no no, I'm Alpha.

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