All the superheroes I played are revived [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Martha Kent is having a rough Friday.

Power outages, storms, a bathroom pipe blown out of disrepair—to make matters worse, the plumber she knew was with his wife, who was sick in the hospital, and wouldn't be able to fix her plumbing until at least Monday.

Of course, this wasn't the first Friday she'd had such a bad one.

"Get out of the car, I know it's raining a lot, but you don't want to spend the night in the car, do you?" Martha got out of the car and pushed the big golden retriever's butt to get out of the car. There will be a hot bath soon."

There is a self-drilled well on the farm, which prevents Martha from losing her source of domestic water after the water pipe bursts, which is the only thing to be thankful for this Black Friday.

The big golden retriever stuck out its tongue and followed Martha docilely, fetched water with Martha, and carried it all the way home.The dripping umbrella was gathered up and leaned against the wall, leaving wet and cool water stains on the ground.

"Come on, good dog." Martha brought a towel, and knelt down in the porch to wipe the drenched golden retriever.

The big golden retriever squatted obediently on the ground, letting Masha rub its head, its tail swung from time to time, its wet blue eyes stared at Masha, reflecting its owner's hair covered in hoarfrost.

Masha's movements gradually slowed down. She stared blankly at the docile appearance of the big golden retriever, and sighed out of her chest: "I'm thinking about them again." She gently rubbed the big golden retriever and raised his head. His head was full of grief for the loss of a loved one, and his eyes drifted to the photo on the counter behind him.

It was a photo of a tall, athletic man with a bright smile squatting and rubbing a large white dog.

Clark Kent, known as Superman, is smiling in the photo, showing his neat white teeth, smiling brightly and honestly, and his deep blue eyes are full of sincere and contagious happiness, like an ordinary, never-before-seen None of the Kansas farm boys were hiding their identities.Krypton the Kryptonian dog rubbed by his palm turned its tail into a blurry afterimage, opened its mouth happily and barked.

Martha raised her trembling hand and pressed it on the photo frame. She tried to press the photo down several times, but she finally withdrew her hand.

"I know this time it won't be the same as before. Maybe I will harvest a few crops of autumn rice, and my children will come back to me. The Robins in Gotham have tried everything." Martha held The head of the big golden retriever gently pressed his forehead against the dog's soft fur-covered forehead, and murmured in a low voice, "But what am I always thinking about? I think he has created so many miracles? I just want to— I just hope - he can create it again - just one last time -"

Tears rolled down Martha's eyes: "How I wish he could go home."

She was the only one left on the huge farm, and her heart was so deserted that it felt like a house with a hole in it, with the cold wind blowing through the hall.

Martha rubbed the big golden retriever's head and said vaguely: "Be good—don't move. Just let me be weak for a while—"

However, the big golden retriever, which has always been docile in the past, showed a restless state, and it was purring in its throat. Martha comforted it for a long time, but it still didn't hold back its actions, and jumped out of Martha's arms , running into the rainstorm outside, Martha could only hear the barks going all the way, which made her mood even worse.

However, this golden retriever picked up in the second year after Clark and Krypton left her is already her only talking partner on the farm. She can't let it go into the rainstorm alone. , or get sick because of catching a cold, then she will die of grief.

Martha stood up in a hurry, picked up the umbrella that had just been put away, and was about to open it when she heard the sound of barking in the distance and galloping towards her all the way again. Da Da turned around and ran back, circling back and forth as if having fun, and finally bit the trouser leg of the gradually visible figure as if he couldn't wait, and dragged it towards the direction of the room.

"Oh, good dog, good dog, don't bite, don't bite, okay?" Dan tightened his arms nervously, and hugged the little Superman in his arms. He likes to touch docile animals, but he is very uncomfortable. Will deal with this kind of excited, over-enthusiastic fluffy, "Woo, meringue QAQ"

Martha was stunned for a moment by this young, somewhat familiar voice, until Dan, who was keeping a strange rain-shielding posture, approached her, and suddenly recognized: This is not the actor who performed Superman in the Children's Theater ?

Dan stopped cautiously at a distance of about two meters from Martha, lowered his head and patted the little Clark who was hiding in his raincoat: "Here, show your head quickly."

Little Clark froze for a moment in Dan's raincoat, then stretched out his small hand to grab the collar of the raincoat a little nervously, and tentatively got out with his round head: "Martha...?"

"...Wha..."

Seeing that little head emerge from the arms of the young actor in front of her, Martha almost lost all thinking ability for a second or two.

She opened her mouth wide in a daze, and only spit out a fragmented syllable.And before she could react, the big golden retriever had already happily and hastily opened its mouth to bite the slow-moving two-legged beast's raincoat, and dragged him into the room vigorously.

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"Hey - dog, dog don't bite -" Dan was dragged by the big golden retriever and staggered a few steps. Seeing that Clark and Martha were looking at each other speechlessly, he had to try to save himself while tugging on his raincoat. , "Can we go in and talk first? It's raining heavily, uh, look, meringue's hair is all wet."

"Oh...God." Martha finally reacted, the corners of her eyes were moist instantly, she raised her hand to cover her mouth with red eyes, "Oh, God! Of course, of course...Clark..."

The strong mother burst into tears, repeating the name of her son who had miraculously returned to her once again: "Oh, Clark! Thank God!"

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"I never thought that such a miracle could happen again. Dear Dan, I really don't know how to thank you." Martha, who has slowly regained her composure under Dan's explanation, said.

"Uh...it doesn't matter, Superman is a superhero who saved countless lives, and it's my honor to help him resurrect—" But can you stop adding crepes to his plate?Dan couldn't bear to look at the plate with at least seven or eight crepes piled up in front of him, and four full plates of fruit, wondering how to politely refuse Martha's seemingly endless kindness.

"He will recover soon, won't he?" Martha obviously saw the embarrassment of the young man in front of him who didn't know how to reject other people's kindness, and also realized that she seemed to be too enthusiastic, so that she added something new to the other party. "It doesn't matter, eat as much as you can, I just don't want you to have an empty stomach just after getting wet in the rain—at this point in time, you probably haven't eaten yet?"

As Martha said, she rubbed the curly hair of little Clark, who sat obediently on her lap: "Oh, I miss this feeling so much."

Little Superman was too eager to eat the crepe, and accidentally choked on it, and his big eyes burst into tears: "Puff cough cough cough!"

So the little neon kelp ball on top of Dan's head began to chirp and laugh, and soon coughed along with "Pu Chi Pu Chi" and dropped the crepe crumbs from Dan Yi's head.

"You said you came here to see what kind of farms and couples can raise superhumans. I can't give you the answer." Martha was amused by these two little creatures, and she coughed and shivered slightly. Little Clark wiped his lips, "Jonathan and I have never raised an almighty god, but our child, Clark Kent."

Martha let Clark continue to eat his crepes, and she got up and took Dan to the small warehouse behind the house.Dan saw a spaceship-like thing standing upright, and thought that Martha was going to let him see this, but unexpectedly, Martha bypassed the conspicuous big guy and moved out a small box from the back warehouse.

"Clark has shown strengths that are different from ordinary children since he was a child. When Jonathan and I found him on the farm, we already expected that there might be a day when little Clark would show him different-we would not restrain him. talent, but we will keep the secret here for him until he grows up enough to take on everything.” Martha glanced at the spaceship that Dan had been stealthily aiming at, “When Clark was young, he often broke himself because he couldn’t master the power. These are the toys he broke when he was a child."

Dan even saw a deformed steel ingot in that box!

"But this is not what I want to show you." Martha flipped through the pages, and took out a camera with a sense of age, "Clark left the earth for the first time to go to the universe, and when he came back, he said he wanted me to see it too. The appearance of the universe. This is what he brought back later, and he specially photographed the appearance of the universe in his eyes."

Dan's eyes widened: "...!"

Martha turned on the camera and played the video.

The images captured on the small screen are not very clear.But all of this is not worth the shock of the vast universe-and the powerful power of the photographer who is flying excitedly and excitedly in the universe with this small camera.In order to prevent the camera from spontaneously igniting due to the high speed, Clark controlled his own speed. Dan watched countless huge planets showing their beauty in the wonderful nebula clusters. Comet, and the huge fluorescent blue planet that slowly zooms in as the photographer approaches and fills the lens—the Earth.

"Clark said he was happy to share this beauty with me, and then he went off to fight his enemies—there was no Justice League at the time. I didn't get a good night's sleep that night."

Martha gently stroked the still-changing lens with love and affection: "Because I realized one thing, my son is alone on this planet and in this universe."

"He no longer has his own planet, and the earth is his home. But I know that the stronger he is, the more people will guard against him. If one day even the earth rejects my child, what should I do? I There's no way to even accompany him out of here."

"So I'm glad the Justice League took him in - it made my boy less alone, it made him whole. Maybe one day, in addition to friendship, he'll fall in love with someone who will accept him wholeheartedly the temple of—”

"Do you understand, Dan."

"People say that he is Superman, the son of Krypton, and the god of the world, which wiped out the shadow of Clark in him. But I know that in him, it is the soul of Clark that makes him powerful."

Dan followed Martha's gaze and looked out the window. The heavy rain did not know when it would stop.In the night, a small red and blue body was standing in the withered field in winter, tiptoeing towards a shivering cow that somehow slipped out of the cowshed, trying to raise its little hands.

The cow mooed lowly, as if it recognized the familiar smell, and shivered in the cold wind and lowered its head docilely, its nose, which was somewhat frosted, took the initiative to gently stick to Clark's little hand.

Clark himself was already terribly cold, stomping on the ground with his little red boots, making the mud and water in the field crackle, and the red cloak tightly wrapped his round belly.He is so small, and the wind in the wilderness is so biting, people worry that if the wind blows, he will be blown away like a superhuman ball.

But he still ran a long way from the warm house to the frozen cow with his messy little curly hair blown about by the wind.

Wrapped in a little red cloak, the little god of the world shivered and thought about it seriously, took a deep breath, took a long breath of the small heater into his palm, then quickly rubbed his little hands, and slapped them on to help The cold cow covered her nose: "If you're hot, I'll take you home!"

The author has something to say: The cow thought to himself: This little fat ball is not as big as a milk bucket.

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