[Comprehensive British and American] The villain is beaten daily

Lydia seldom goes out for a walk, and today can be said to be an exception.

She spent most of her time in New York before, and after being taken back to Metropolis by Lex Luthor, she had no chance to come out.

Lydia may not have noticed it herself. In just a few days, she has gone from daring to say anything at the beginning to daring to express her own opinions.

This is the first time she has wandered around the Metropolis by herself.

The metropolis is one of the most prosperous cities in the United States, and it is the heartland of the United States just like New York.Most of the people here have smiles on their faces.

The place where Lex took her to eat was a very private and luxurious restaurant. Originally, Luthor arranged a driver for her, but the girl refused them all.

Lydia carried her backpack and began to measure the land with her feet on the street.

Well, exercising starts with small details.

However, the girl's body was indeed very weak. After walking slowly for more than 20 minutes, sweat broke out on her forehead.I have to say that Lydia was really frustrated, and suddenly began to wonder if her thoughts were too naive, or if the system misjudged the person.

She agreed to see Dr. Hannibal Lecter because she wanted to prove herself, but unfortunately she got nothing and was even more depressed.

Her past experience left her in a state of low self-esteem and pessimism all year round.And the system is a fool, completely unaware of the girl's thoughts.

Still thinking about it: [You don't like the name "10 Minutes True Hero"?How apt!So what do you think of "Future T-Rex"?Since you decided to defeat the villain yourself, I believe you can still do it in the future. 】

Lydia Overlord, you big headed ghost Lexie: 【...shut up, let me be quiet for a while. 】

Come on, just this system?

I'm afraid that changing the host is not going to use it as a scumbag!

***

The girl who doesn't get into the horns feels that the world suddenly becomes brighter.

After all, this world is so dangerous, there will always be villains for her to beat.Lydia didn't try to be brave anymore, she hailed a car and drove directly to the Metropolitan Center bookstore. As a scumbag who dreams of becoming a top student, Lydia wanted to buy some reference books related to her studies.

By the way, she is afraid that she will not want to see mathematics for a month.

They are all given the title of Central Bookstore. The bookstore is very, very large, and the content is also very, very complete. There are five floors, all of which are all kinds of books.

Lydia was still a little shy, embarrassed to ask the salesperson where what she wanted, so she wandered around the maze-like big bookstore quietly by herself.

Then with a bang, it was knocked over by a big guy.

The girl's eyes turned red in an instant, and the eyes of the girl with well-developed lacrimal glands were already filled with tears.She opened her misty gray-green eyes, and in a blink of an eye, she realized that the embarrassed man turned out to be an acquaintance.

The "Planet Daily" reporter who helped her just two days ago.

The little girl blinked, tried to hold back her tears, got up from the ground by the way, and helped Mr. Reporter pick up all the books scattered on the ground.

Clark Kent pushed his glasses, took the book that Lydia handed over, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't look at the road just now."

Lydia shook her head with extremely small movements, and looked at the little reporter seriously.

He is really tall and has a big body, but looking at the silly smile on his face, I always feel that he is an honest man.

Just holding a full 37 books, Clark, the honest man who covered his eyes, was even more embarrassed.

As Superman, he shouldn't make such a strange mistake.But the point is, he's faking it.

Clark Superman Kent, a Kryptonian known as the god of the world, in addition to his various enviable abilities as a superman, he also has an unknown "superpower".

—He pretended so well when he pretended to be a real ordinary reporter!No one would connect Superman with bumbling Clark Kent!

Who would have thought that Superman, who can hold an airplane with his hands, could bump into others and even lose his footing while holding dozens of books?

The little reporter buttoned up his clothes, hiding his achievements and fame.

It's just that he really didn't expect that the one he bumped into was Lex's sister whom he had seen a few hours ago.

The system was still in an angry silence, and did not make a duck call that seemed like it was mentally retarded. Of course, Lydia didn't know that the little reporter in front of her was a superhero in a vest.

Her eye circles were still slightly red, she pursed her lips and smiled, and picked up five large tomes from the pile of books that were piled up on the ground higher than her waist: "Thank you that day. Are you going to pay the bill? Is it? I'll help you send it there."

Clark, who pretended to be too successful: "...Then thank you."

When going downstairs to check out, Clark also helped her find the textbooks she needed. Lydia put her own books in her schoolbag and wanted to help Clark move his dozens of books into the car.

Clark really refused.

But Lydia's character is a little stubborn, Clark looked at Lydia's reddish eye sockets, he didn't dare to say a word, and he didn't hold back the little girl. Write a book and go to the car.

When Clark came, the parking spaces around the central bookstore were already full, and his car was parked in an alley half a street away.

Lydia glanced at the cover of the book as she walked, as if wondering why Clark bought so many different kinds of professional books.

Clark took the initiative to satisfy the girl's curiosity: "I'm going to interview a scientist and make some preparations in advance."

Lydia blinked, still not understanding.

Clark coughed lightly: "...a scientist with seven doctorates."

Lydia immediately stood in awe.

She struggled in high school, does this gentleman still have a human brain?A genius never understands the expectations of mortals.

The red-haired girl vowed to herself that she must study hard in the future and try to get a doctorate.

Things like books became heavier and heavier, and Lydia was almost out of strength, so she still gritted her teeth and held on.

Only a few short steps away from the car, Lydia stopped and let Clark go first into the alley where the car was parked around the corner.

She will come later.

Clark also breathed a sigh of relief, he always felt that there was something different about this little girl, intuition.

Superhuman intuition is something to be wary of.

Just when he put the pile of books on the ground and was about to open the trunk of the car, a knife was pressed against his back: "Take out the money, and the car keys. quick!"

Robbed Superman: "..."

Never underestimate how unlucky Clark Kent is for pretending to be a nerdy little reporter.

The mugger may not even know he robbed Superman in his life.

Because, before Clark counterattacked, Lydia also entered the alley with the book in her arms.

The few books were scattered all over the floor, and the little red-haired girl was dumbfounded.

She let out a short scream, which caused the little reporter and the robber to turn their attention to Lydia at the same time.

Clark: ...Oops.

She was Lex Luthor's younger sister, and she couldn't show her weakness in front of her.

what to do?Could it be that he was really going to be robbed?What are you kidding?

Superman was caught in a dilemma, and he couldn't help but recall the last time he met, and asked Lydia about the paradox in the women's toilet.

Right now, his greatest hope is that this soft little girl is smarter and runs away now. As long as she leaves her sight, it doesn't matter how many robbers there are.

It's a pity Lydia is a little girl who won't leave her friends behind.

She fumbled her hands back, took out a bottle of anti-wolf spray from the hidden pocket of her schoolbag—it was originally prepared to meet Dr. Hannibal Lecter—and aimed at the robber who was a few meters away from her... …and Clark.

Lydia's hands were trembling, she was terrified, the circles of her eyes that had finally recovered were even redder, and her gray-green pupils were watery, even if she was threatening criminals, she exuded that magical "" Come on, come on and bully me" breath.

The robber immediately thought of changing the hostages.

I stayed for too long before, and finally caught the unlucky guy. This man has no money at first glance, how can he look like this little girl?

From head to toe, clothes, shoes and bags are all big brands, and you can't afford a whole suit without thousands of dollars.

The knife in his hand slashed forward, cutting Clark's cheap suit, completely oblivious to the fact that the hostage just now was unscathed, and rushed straight to Lydia.

A close call.

The red-haired girl turned from a fluffy rabbit into a screaming lamb, closed her eyes, and sprayed wildly with anti-wolf spray, while Clara, who pretended to fall, took off her glasses, and her hot eyes heated the knife in the robber's hand. The scalding temperature made him subconsciously let go of his hand.

The knife fell to the ground.

Then he was sprayed with anti-wolf spray.

The hapless robber screamed, covered his eyes and fell to the ground.

Lydia quietly opened her eyes and found that she seemed to be safe. While continuing to spray on the robber's eyes, she took small steps and walked to the side of Clark who was still sitting on the ground.

Her voice was small and trembling: "You... are you okay?"

Clark pushed his glasses, got up from the ground, and patted his pants while explaining: "I'm fine, he just tore his clothes."

The little red-haired girl nodded, and the little girl who was a full head shorter than the man stood in front of Clark, in a vaguely protective posture, asking Clark to call the police.

Amidst the miserable screams of the unlucky guy, the police were called.

A whole bottle of pepper spray was also used up.

Lydia finally breathed a sigh of relief, she could still hear the sound of her heart beating, but a feeling of satisfaction that was beyond description emerged spontaneously.

The little girl held the spray bottle tightly, her gray-green eyes were misty, she raised her head, her face full of anticipation: "Kent, I saved you!"

Clark Complicated Kent: "...Thank you."