[Comprehensive] The daily life of raising children with the mortal enemy

At the entrance of the scientific research room, Lex took out a magnetic card and handed it to the toy man between his fingers.

"In the future, you will have the full authority to use the entire scientific research room. Just remember, don't make any big news about the explosion." Lex hooked the magnetic card back halfway with his finger and said.

"I'll be careful, I'm all about toy technology here!" The toy man excitedly reached out and took the magnetic card that Lex gave him, which was more valuable to him than owning an entire toy company—— Using the world's top technology of the Lex Group to carry out their own toy research and development, it was impossible for several toy companies in the past.

Lex found the toy man behind the giant teddy bear, and reached a settlement with the toy man, and now the toy man has been used by him and has become his sponsor.

The counterfeit super robot was a brilliant idea, and the first time Toyman had been able to use the Lex Corporation research base to create and develop a work, and he spent the night reciting the lines Lex wrote him.The Toyman was delighted that his performance pleased his boss, who eventually gave him full access to an entire research lab.He will be the partner of countless top people in the industry in the Lex scientific research base, and he will have a research room that he can create at will in the huge scientific research base.

This was the best prospect he could have dreamed of after the toy company went bankrupt!

Lex walked out of the scientific research base, looked at the empty sky, and felt that he had once again saved the world from hidden dangers.

Louise is both Clark's hidden danger and Clark's weakness.He couldn't let Clark have any hidden dangers that would become a threat to the world and beyond his control.And if Clark is a god, the gods cannot be weak.

Clarke is home for a week off work, and that's the downside of office romances, when you break up, you have to take the time to work through the awkwardness of also being co-workers at the same newspaper as Lois.

Clark broke up. He didn't want Louise to be in danger again. Louise deserved a better life for her. Clark finally understood that it was he who brought Louise endless danger, and he was consuming Louise's peaceful life. Life.

So Clark chose to take a week off to let the situation calm down, and time will heal everything.Breaking up is inevitably painful, and he also needs time for himself.

Perry originally wanted to get angry at Clark's work attitude of not being able to find people, absenteeism, and asking for leave, but seeing that newspaper reporters are really hard to recruit these days, ignoring the shortcomings of Clark's sabotage, Clark It can also be regarded as a diligent and good reporter.

Lex told Connor that Clark was in a low period and asked Connor not to bother Clark.

The sound of sprinting resounded in the street.

Tim Drake's Punisher Tracker has arrived in Metropolis, and now he's in the uniform of the Red Robin, acting alone as the Red Robin to fight crime.

Tim tackles outlaws in Metropolis.

Connor was very happy that Clark took a week off to stay at home. He wanted to take this opportunity to go out with his father every day, so he had to give up.

Walking alone in the street.

In the street, Connor saw a pair of red wings, the wings wrapped its owner in the shadows, like a red bird with folded wings.

Connor couldn't help being attracted by it, and approached it softly, like a curious boy picking up a red-feathered robin.

It wasn't until Connor came to Tim's side that Tim realized that someone was approaching him and raised his head. This was a disqualification that went against his well-trained, or because Connor was too quiet, Tim didn't feel bad about Connor.

When Tim finished solving his poor, detestable criminals in the Metropolis, he was immersed in his sadness, which enveloped him in a hug and cut him off from the outside world.

Tim sat in the alley with his hands folded over his knees, his red Robin cape trailing by his side like wings.

"Do you want to eat mint ice cream?" Connor said lovingly as he handed over the ice cream he just bought.

"What?" Tim raised his head and drove towards the tall slender boy who was approaching him.

"Because all I have is mint ice cream." Connor said, he didn't have much concept of money, and he had already used up his pocket money on the way.

As Connor said this, the melted ice cream dripped a little onto the ground along his fingers and the cone.

Connor saw the boy sitting with his knees hugged in the street with beautiful sad blue eyes. He didn't cry, but he looked a thousand times more sad than crying.

"My name is Connor, you look very sad." Connor leaned over and said with a mint ice cream in his hand.

"Because I lost my dad," Tim said. "I lost my dad a long time ago, but I just found out now that I lost my dad. I lost my real dad, and I lost my dad." The father I chose. I loved him, I really loved him, and now I've lost it all...”

Tim didn't know why he poured out his heart to the boy in front of him. It seemed that the boy in front of him had such magical power in his pure, god-like eyes.

"Don't be sad," Connor comforted the attractive boy in front of him, "I have two fathers, do I want to come to my house? I can share you my father."

Tim was amused by the words of the young man in front of him, and said, "This can never be shared."

"But thank you, you're a lovely nice guy," said Tim politely.

"It's nothing, glad it made you feel better," Connor said, just about to move his hand holding the peppermint ice cream.

Plop, the entire ball of peppermint ice cream melted and fell to the floor.

"Ah." Connor looked at the peppermint ice cream that fell to the ground with regret, he hadn't even licked it yet.

Seeing Connor's expression, Tim stood up and said, "I think I made you waste your mint ice cream. I think I'm interested in eating other flavors of ice cream. You can tell me where there is a good ice cream in Metropolis." Eat ice cream."

"But I..." Connor was glad that Bird had chosen to change his mind, but he was about to say he had no pocket money.

Tim took out a Wayne black card and interrupted Connor, "I invite you."

The world knowledge instilled in Connor's mind let him know what the black card in Tim's hand represented.

"I thought you said you lost everything?" Connor said, compared with his own pocket money, it was simply—incomparable, and the boy in front of him looked younger than himself.

"Except wealth," Tim said. "My name is Tim, Tim Drake."

Tim and Connor walked out of the alley to their ice cream parlor.