[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

The system used the cards, but nothing happened.

Jason couldn't help but secretly looked at Lex, trying to see a bit of mama's temperament from him.

... No matter how you look at it, you look like a mad scientist. Where is the male mother?

He glanced at Connor again, this little fool was like an oversized baby, unable to walk steadily, trying to get close to Lex wobbly.

... No, could he really see something from Lex?Like hidden motherhood?

Lex narrowed his eyes, his vision was as sharp as an X-ray, and he glanced at Jason: "What did you do?"

Jason was taken aback.

Lex: "Magic? No, no, no, you've tried it just now, Visandi's magic rejected you, but what is it now? A form of science that I can't understand?"

Peter whispered, "Magic?"

The little spider kept his mouth shut and stood aside. He didn't understand what happened, or he didn't want to admit it.

My little friend, how did it become like this?

He doesn't care about being fooled. If Jason needs his help, no matter how difficult it is, he will go. If not, they can open up and talk. After experiencing Harry's incident, he understands How important communication is to these people.

The little spiders were a little sad for their foreseeable hostility.

I've lost another friend, he thought.

He saw some familiar things in Jason, those that exist in every villain-the indifference to life and the unscrupulous pursuit of goals, Peter never left Jason, so he saw clearly Cleared up the moment he dropped the bomb.

The dark-haired young man's eyes were terrifyingly calm. To him, Connor was not alone at all.

He is just an object that can be lost.

What happened to make a person like this?Peter was getting more and more depressed, and he found that he was always missing something. He had ignored Harry before, and as a last resort, Harry injected the unfinished serum into his body, and now he ignored Jason again. Out of nowhere, Jason turned into someone he didn't know.

Hearing Lex's words, Jason felt his heart skip a beat.

The blond-haired young man stared at him with a half-smile, as if he was about to expose his old background.

Lex: "I'm not in a good mood right now, why don't you tell me yourself, what have you done—or come and listen to my guess, right?"

It was a threat, Jason lowered his eyes.

Lex: "Let's talk about the Batmobile—"

His words were interrupted by a muffled thud.

Connor lost his footing again and fell to the ground. Clark, who was closest to him, wanted to help him, but he forgot that he was no different from an ordinary human being, so he was half a beat behind.

He maintained the posture of falling to the ground, raised his head pitifully, and stared at Lex with blue eyes.

Clark squatted down, trying to help Connor up, but Connor didn't appreciate it at all, and pushed him away without hesitation. The half-Kryptonian was so strong that Clark was almost pushed and fell off the steps.

The little reporter was not angry. He tentatively approached Connor, guessing what he meant: "What do you want? Are you hungry?"

Connor ignored him, staring at Lex stubbornly.

Clark: ...

Isn't this made with my genes?

Lex sneered, walked unhurriedly to Connor, and looked down at him condescendingly.

There's no emotion in Lex's voice, like a statement of fact: "You want me."

There was an indescribable emotion in his blue eyes.

Connor raised his face and smiled at Lex. Clark looked at it and felt like he had a lemon in his heart.

Obviously I came first.

Why is this happening?

Lex stood there indifferently, with his hands in his pockets, and he didn't move at all. Clark coughed and approached his old enemy proactively for the first time.

Big Blue stammered: "Lex...can you, I think..."

Lex: "Huh?"

Clark poked his neck: "Be kinder to him?"

The god on earth stares at the cruelest person in the world with his beautiful blue eyes. The blue eyes hide the color of the metropolis sky, blue and blue, and extremely gentle.

Lex gave Clark a soft glance.

This Kryptonian—Lex finds that no one can replace Clark, this Kryptonian is indeed unique.

But this look made Clark feel that the snake was staring at him, making him want to wrap his red cloak tightly.

"Okay." Lex withdrew his gaze and said inexplicably.

He casually took out his hand from his pocket, that hand could be called beautiful in any aesthetic, with well-defined joints, graceful shape, delicate and pale skin.

The blond youth just put his hands diagonally above Connor.

-God created Adam.

Jason somehow remembered the painting he had seen.

On the high dome of the Sistine Chapel, the Holy Spirit surrounded God, and the supreme Lord stretched out his hand to Adam with mercy.

Connor is indeed very much like the ignorant Adam at this time.

In addition to being compassionate, Lex does think of himself as God, Jason thought.

Connor, who was sitting on the ground, seemed to suddenly understand something, his four fingers were slightly bent, and his index finger was slowly but firmly touching Lex's hand.

System: [Passive skills have taken effect. 】

Connor's heart was beating at an unprecedented speed, he blinked, and his light blue pupils shrank slightly.

It's just an artificial human with an empty shell, injected with a soul.

Lex was taken aback.

He withdrew his hand, looked at it with a frown, bent down slowly, squeezed Connor's chin, lifted his face, and looked at him like a cargo.

"I gave you a name once," Lex said.

"Connor." Connor moved his lips.

The system whistled: [Wow. 】

It is indeed a true genetic treasure, Clark, look at him.

Clark: ...

Clark's mind was blank, his face was numb, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Rao?

Did you make a mistake?

I'm the one with the genetic book!

He grabbed Lex's hand abruptly, looked over and over, but didn't see anything.

Lex looked at him like an idiot.

Clark was very serious: "You..."

Lex looked into his face with a kind of human bewilderment.

Clark swallowed, closed his eyes, and cheered himself up: "Did you steal my genetic treasure?"

Lex:? ? ?

The blond young man looked worried, and withdrew his hand: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Tony licked his lips, feeling that things had once again slipped into an abyss that he couldn't understand.

No, is your style of Justice League wrong, or is it just you?

How to steal the genetic book...?

Tony's thoughts became more and more distorted. He looked at Clark strangely, then at Lex, and finally at Connor.

Tony: Pupil earthquake!

This is really an astonishing coquettish operation——

Peter murmured with a refreshed look on his face, "Mr. Stark."

Tony: "?"

Peter: "Is this the grown-up world?"

Tony:  …

Don't touch us adults blindly!We adults don't do that!The expression on Tony's face was as if he had swallowed a bunch of sour grapes. He turned his head without a word, raised his hand, and patted Peter on the head, trying to see what the hell this kid was thinking about Dencey.

Peter looked at his life mentor expectantly with a life-saving look in his eyes, hoping to get guidance from him.

Tony struggled to speak, "We superheroes...don't usually do that."

What the hell is going on with this Superman... No, don't you Justice League all have a bad habit of sticking with villains?This... we usually fight directly, why do you kill people by fighting?

He thought about Batman who had been taken advantage of countless times by the villain, and then thought about Wonder Woman who could make the villain turn against him.

There's definitely something wrong with them in Justice League.

Peter hesitated: "Really?"

Tony frowned, and added cautiously: "We are the Avengers, not like them."

Peter was silent for a moment: "I'm sorry, Mr. Stark."

Tony: "...?"

Don't you just have some thoughts about Mr. Wayne?Isn't it normal to have thoughts about Batman?I used to think that Mr. Stark's private life was messy.

The little spider rubbed his head, his big white eyes narrowed guiltily, and the corners of his eyes drooped.

Tony's eyelids twitched.

Peter: "I support you..." He swallowed the rest of the words, squeezed his index finger and thumb together, made two small triangle gestures, and gestured hesitantly to the top of his head.

Not just Batman.

Tony's face was livid, and his lips trembled slightly - he had forgotten that there was still such a stubble waiting for him.

While he and Peter were staring at each other, Connor rubbed his face and got up from the ground.

Clark stops arguing with Lex about what the Genetic Tome is all about: "Connor?"

Connor showed a strange expression.

"Superman." He nodded at Clark: "Lex always likes to tell me about you."

When he woke up, he woke up very thoroughly.

Connor has exactly the same abilities as Clark, and of course he has a super brain-he can even remember things from when he was a baby.

Lex once again fed him knowledge and common sense, directly connecting his brain with the supercomputer.

Countless messy things rushed into his head, but before he was unconscious and unable to react, but now——

Oh shit.

I'm the cross between Superman and Lex Luthor.

Just thinking about it makes Connor feel suffocated, what the hell is this?

He coughed twice in embarrassment: "Uh... I don't really want to disturb your life, or get involved in your relationship."

"Thank you." He remembered what Clark would say to take him away: "But I think it's fine to be alone."

He moved stealthily away from Clark and Lex, and moved closer to Tim.

Connor: "Tim... can I call you Tim?"

Tim raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face was a little subtle.

Connor clasped his hands, raised the corners of his mouth skillfully, bent his eyes, and showed a flattering smile: "Excuse me, do you need a half-Kryptonian?"

The system sighed heavily.

Oh shit.

I knew it.

The author has something to say:

System: Sure enough, it's not my Kryptonian.