[Comprehensive British and American] The villain is beaten daily

Overall, the system is not helpless.

The system never thinks that it is a big deal. Although the world it was born in and the world where the task is located are in two dimensions, it can do many things, but a fan of brains will only think that their gods and goddesses are more and absolutely excellent.

And, generally speaking, it is still a freshman system, a special system that accidentally derived an emotional module without much experience.

However, the system must also abide by the rules set by the main system, and if you want an "exception", you must file an application report with the main system.

Apparently, it can't contact the main system again, and it always shows that the signal is lost.

The poor system was in a complicated mood, so he could only say aggrievedly, "Your host is really difficult to take care of", which was completely different from the predicted result.

About, Harry Osborn.

The world is extensible and variable. Every choice in the main world will produce subtle differences, and finally develop into a variety of different world lines, and the number of world lines is infinite.

Lydia Lex, its host, the system also tried to check her information.She is an unremarkable girl. The system has turned over ten world lines that other systems have participated in. In three of them, she did not exist at all, one died in childhood, two grew up step by step, one was the same lunatic as Luther, one No blood relationship with Lex was adopted and entangled with Luthor until the end, a fan of Superman who was rescued by Superman, and the last world line that was blacklisted by the system and had to be admitted.

——Luthor is a hero, Kryptonians are superheroes, in order to threaten the superhero Luthor of that world, she died at the hands of the villain Chao.

The system silently closed the search, pretending to see nothing.

However, regardless of whether it is the main world or other world lines, those that the system has seen, Harry Osborn is either pending or a certain villain. This is the first time that he has become a green name.

The system couldn't contact the main system, trembling in Lydia's threatening tone: [... exchange for points, is it? 】

make a deal!

System: [But your points are not too many, if you redeem them to help Harry solve his genetic disease problem...you may not be able to redeem your body. 】

Lydia is very straightforward: [It's okay.Points can always be earned back. 】

——And friends, if you lose them, you can't get them back.

Lydia stayed with Harry for another half a day, and went to work in the afternoon after taking the leave. After dark, she worked hard, full of passionate interest in earning points.

Lilith is fully armed and ready to go to Gotham for a sweep.

Then, when she landed lightly, she looked up and saw Superman with black hair and blue eyes.

The big blue man smiled at her, the small curly hair on his forehead was trembling by the cold wind, and the red cloak behind his shoulders fluttered.He was suspended in mid-air, looking down at Lydia with a very kind tone: "Do you want to go out?"

Yes, kindly.

Lydia subconsciously swallowed her saliva, straightened her hands and feet, bathed in the warm and powerful breath that reassured her.

She had a sense of foreboding.

——I'm afraid that the point mopping plan tonight will be ruined.

Clark Kent had no children.

He was a little troublemaker himself when he was a kid, and the Kents were all about this difficult alien baby.After growing up, he has always been by himself. He once thought about training an assistant, but he didn't care about it.

Until yesterday, a silly rabbit took the initiative to stretch out its two soft paws and threw itself into the trap.

So during the day, Clark harassed every friend he could.

The text message sent to Bruce shows that it has been read, but there is no reply; Green Arrow, who has a tense relationship with his adopted son, replied with a series of ellipses; Diana simply sent a training plan; it was Flash who sent Clark a photo.

The three faces are put together, the lightning boy Wally West is rubbing his hair by the flashy Barry with a bright smile, the pulse bart is hanging around his neck, and Wally's face is full of despair.

Clark silently closed the SMS interface, thoughtful.The moment Lilith stepped out of the window, she appeared beside her.

The red-haired girl looked very well-behaved, with a shy and sincere smile.

"I..." Zhang Yang's temperament is not like this to everyone, Lydia paused, "What's the matter?"

Superman stood on the ground.

He was almost a head taller than Lydia, and obviously possessed an overwhelming aura, but the little girl could sense his warm nature. Although he was well-behaved, she was not afraid of him.

She raised her head and looked directly into those clear blue eyes.

She saw Superman stretching out a hand to her, with a kind and smile in his eyes: "Do you want to learn how to master your own abilities?"

The gods on earth are sending you an invitation to form a team.

Lydia narrowed her eyes subconsciously, and even licked the corners of her lips suddenly feeling thirsty.

Then he staggered in fright at the frantic sound of the system.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

Lydia simply chose to block the system's frantic shouts.She paused, took off her gloves, and solemnly put her hands on his generous and warm palm.

"Can you fly?"

"...I don't think so." Lydia pinched the tip of her nose.

She doesn't know much about herself, she hasn't done any training so far, and she uses her abilities all by instinct, scattered and wasted.

Clark scanned her body data and was a little puzzled.

Yesterday's data is not the same as today's.

It was different from the Lilith he met for the first time.

The essence has not changed, but the specific data has very large fluctuations.

Clark had met Lydia a few times before. At that time, the little girl was a completely ordinary human being. Even when Lilith appeared, she was still human data.

But now, she has transcended the data of ordinary humans and is running towards non-humans.

He looked at the little girl with trusting eyes, and paused: "I want to check you up."

Lydia said without thinking, "Okay."

***

Here is the North Pole.

In the world of ice and snow, there is a fortress similar to an iceberg. It looks like it is made of crystal. It has been silent here for countless years without being disturbed by humans through the protection of alien technology.

In the polar night world, the Crystal Fortress still shines brightly in the dark.

Lydia buried her head in Superman's chest, almost thinking she was a cat sniffing catnip.There was a wild wind in her ears, and she could hear her own heartbeat, as if she heard Clark's.

Lydia's physical fitness has far surpassed that of humans.

Clark has been paying attention to the changes in her physical data.As the environment changed, her body also adjusted accordingly. She might feel colder than in the metropolis, but she definitely wouldn't be shivering because of it.Although Clark took care of her to reduce the speed of flight, Lydia was able to fully adapt, which is enough to show that she is different.

He took her to his place.

Lydia likes the princess to hug others, but she doesn't like being hugged in front of her. She came here wrapped in a cloak by Superman.

After Clark put her down, Lydia took one last deep breath and poked her head out of the red cloak.

Lydia had already lost the wig and the useless half-face mask. Naturally, those darker green eyes stood out even more.

The cat reluctantly distanced itself from Catnip, she got out of the cloak, and sighed under the polar night: "My brother said, Superman must have..."

Lydia swallowed back the strange word "nest".

She turned her head and looked at the quiet Superman, trying to erase bit by bit the stereotype that Lex had inadvertently added to her, turning the image of Superman into a blank in her heart, and filling it with keywords with her own thoughts.

Such as warmth, such as being strong, such as being reliable, such as being a good person.

"Is this your home?" She finally chose a very appropriate word.

There seemed to be nostalgia flashing in Clark's eyes.

"My house is in Smallville," he started, "go and see it if you get a chance. It's beautiful."

Feeling that Smallville was very familiar, Lydia didn't have time to think, and followed Clark, watching him open the door with a huge golden key.

Lydia: "...Is it pure gold?"

"Of course not." Clark glanced at her with "you think too much".

When Lydia thought about it, she added: "It's made of a special material in the Scullyn galaxy, not metal."

Forgive Lydia for her poor study, she has never heard of this thing, she knows all those letters, but together, she seems to be listening to a bible, and she hates why Lex is so smart, she doesn't.

The poor girl had to doubt her intelligence and followed Clark into the fortress.

There is a humanoid robot waiting at the door: "Welcome back, Carl."

Kal-El, Superman's real name, is the name he announced when he announced that he was a Kryptonian.

He strode forward and ordered the robot to prepare the room, but Lydia followed behind, full of curiosity.

This is really a fortress.

Passing through the snow-like crystal channel, you can see the empty and huge hall.

Lydia's body has automatically adjusted, and she doesn't feel cold or feel like she can't breathe.She looked at the little robots in the hall who were busy repairing the spaceship, her face was filled with amazement.

"It's... amazing."

There was a hint of pride on Clark's face.

It's not that nobody has been to the fort, and the first human guest here is Batman.

But Batman won't show a surprised expression, and Clark always sends all kinds of technology to Bruce, for fear that his battle damage will make Lucius growl at Bruce.

"Want to visit?"

Lydia's eyes were about to glow, and she nodded quickly.

Clark took her on a brief tour of his fortress, including weapons, metals, technology, plants, loot, etc. from the universe.

Lydia was astonished.

She watched Superman build an artificial sun to feed his pet sun eater, showing a puzzled expression.

"Clark," she asked, "everything here can actually be exchanged for a lot of money...rare metals, high-energy technology..."

The red-haired girl seemed really, really sincere, and had a hard time picking out the right word:

"Why are you living so... er... I mean, frugal?"